My pugs need anger management classes.

They really do!

There have been at least 5 full on, throw-down, I'm going to rip your nose out, fights in this house in the past couple days. And I don't know what's going on! They're usually so well behaved with each other - sure, they play fight all the time, but lately those play fights sometimes turn into real fights. And they're so impatient with each other's food - growling and snipping during the entire meal. I'm so very confused. Lately Celly has been having some indigestion, and Babs seems to have picked it up today too, so maybe they're just feeling sick and groggy and pissy? I hope it's just a phase. I'm tired of separating these two. And geez, how many fights are there when I'm NOT in the house?

I think Celly is a tranny.

Male-to-female, I would guess. She has to be, otherwise, I just can't explain why she has been bothering Babar nonstop for the past couple weeks, attempting to climb and hump him. It's really rather disturbing. Poor Babs, the celibate monk that he is, doesn't understand WHY she keeps on bugging him.

Ah, well.

Scariest Movie E-V-E-R.

So, I'm not really a huge horror fan. I hate torture-porn flicks, and if I'm going to watch gore, it's got to have a decent story behind it. However, I do have a soft spot for zombie/vampire flicks. Don't ask me why, I just do. So I loved 28 Days Later (and its sequel). And I've been on the hunt for another good zombie flick for a while now. Several months ago, I heard of this Spanish movie called [Rec], which had been released last year everywhere except the US. I also heard it was so good, American studios were working on a remake which would probably be released before the original version found its way into the US. So, being the curious person I am, I tried to get my hands on a copy. And I found an online version (which I will promptly delete, downloading police! I promise!). And I watched it earlier today. With the lights on. And two pugs playing in my lap. And, it started off pretty good - not really scary, but exciting nonetheless. But then the last 15 minutes of the film rolled around.

Oh.

My.

Um, yeah. Did I feel like huddling into a little ball and shrieking, "Mommy!"

Yes.

Did I find myself surprised at how quickly I went from, "Hm, interesting flick." to "OMG, I'm utterly terrified! I can't watch! Must...shut...my...eyes!"

Yes.

Did I turn off the movie 10 minutes before it ended because I just couldn't take it anymore?

Yes.

Have I ever done that with any horror movie EVER?

No.

Do I have the balls to turn it back on and finish the last ten minutes?

HELL NO. Absolutely not. In fact, I'm deleting it this very minute because I absolutely refuse to put myself through that again.

Did I email my cousin and tell her to watch it because she loves horror movies and nothing fazes her?

Yes.

Do I secretly hope this will make her poop her pants in fear?

Yes.

I know. I'm evil.