I had to Stiff-Arm Hannibal Lecter...

I need to start this blog with a few little tidbits of me.

I sleep with a nightlight. I wake up with those super creepy nightmares where my heart is racing and swear someone is in the room. I can’t walk into or out of a dark room. I can’t walk up a flight of stairs out of a basement without turning around. It weirds me out when I can’t see around the curve in a hallway. And this is all in my own house.

So you can imagine my surprise when I somehow got talked into going to Halloween Horror Nights. For those of you not in the know, Halloween Horror Nights, to most, is a drunken festival of horror, where Universal Studios puts on a night of themed Haunted Houses and Halloween type goodness. The streets of Universal are filled with Creepy Scarecrows, Vampires, Goblins, and Zombies (Go Steve!). There were seriously midgets in Goblin suits. Midgets in Goblin suits = Super Creepy. Just ask Duane.

And I went last night.

Sweet Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

The half-hour waits for the Houses sucked. But I have to say, all but one completely made up for it. And the one that didn’t wasn’t the houses fault. It was the stupid 16 year old drunk girls. (I have decided I have a ridiculous aversion to the 16-21 year old girls of the world… ps. you’re annoying)

I kept thinking that I wouldn’t be scared any more. That this time when I went through the house I would realize it was all fake.

Then I swear to god, that zombie girl licked my ear. The boys try to say that she was obviously a Lesbian Zombie. And I know I’m hot... but come on. She like blew really moist air or something. Right on that spot on the back of my ear. Yeah, you know that spot. The same spot that if anyone touches on me is a complete turn on… UNLESS I’M SCARED OUT OF MY DAMN MIND!

Then there was the black light room, where I paused to admire my UV responsive Nail Polish. Damn it was sexy. Until that eyeball man popped out of nowhere. Sweet Jesus Mary. I’m pretty sure at that point in time I had thoughts of burying myself under Travis’ shirt until we got out.

All in all I had a fabulous night. And I totally look forward to next year.

Yeah, ya herr?

Next Year. ;)