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senses split wide open

2006-01-08 / 3:23 p.m.
i'm worried about my friend adam. as far as i know, he's galavanting about in europe living it up from disco to disco, knee deep in beefcakes.

i'm worried because i saw Quentin Tarrantino Presents Eli Roth's "Hostel" last night, and concerned that he might be in a torture chamber in somewhere in slovakia. who knows, maybe he's into that.

the movie was indeed some fucked up shit. i'm a late bloomer as far as gore movies are concerned. i used to not tolerate that genre, but i think being married to a man that loves bruce campbell, sam raimi, et al quite possibly more than he loves my vagina juxtaposed with my brand spankin' new EMT training, i really enjoy watching someone get their eyes pulled out of their sockets and their toes cut off with hedgeclippers.

i wonder what this movie will do for european tourism.

seriously, the movie was good. not "silence of the lambs" good, but a close second. horror is all about sensory fright, and i like my senses split wide open these days, now that i'm moving to night shift.

yes, for six months out of the year, i work day shift, and the other six are spent on nights 6pm-6am. it's really fucking hard. it reminds me of when i worked graveyard shift in a shelving factory in middlebury, IN. i was a spot welder and cut pieces of metal tubing all night making parts for k-mart and wal-mart. it was tons of fun: to prepare for my industrial endeavors, i would consume mass quantities of energy producing drugs, then at 7am, would drink myself to sleep. i would wake up around 8pm, and do it all over again the next night. i know some people are natural night owls, and good for them. i just can't fucking handle it. my ideal shift is second. gimme a job where i can be at work from 2-midnight, and i'm good.

so i've been practicing staying up all night, and drinking more caffiene than usual. this isn't good becaus i'm going to have to quit drinking joe before i get preggars in may. how will i stay up all night after that? three words: full house reruns. i'll just have to get my marykateandashley on.

vin wants to know what i'm writing. i read the part about bruce campbell, and he says that he does love my vagina more than scary movies, so i'm making a retraction.

so adam, please be careful. watch who you meet in amsterdam, and stay the fuck away from slovakia.

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