I kind of want this T-shirt
. And I kind of want to re-read Frankenstein
There are not enough hours in the day for all the things I want to do, damnit.
Random aside: Whenever I start to get all "i need more time to read!" I think about that Twilight Zone episode with the atomic bomb [I think] and the guy who survives it and now has all the time to read but [spoiler alert!] breaks his glasses. That really, really, really
upset me as a kid. To the point I remember rationalizing to myself that he could find new reading glasses [somehow] and be okay. To this day I get a bit agitated thinking about it -- which I guess is the intention of the show. Bravo Twilight Zone. Bravo.
One of the other things that haunts me from my childhood [besides the fear that someday I'm gong to open my fridge and find a zigurat in there] was this episode of [I think] Tales From The Crypt
in which a guy gets buried up to his neck in sand on the beach, and then is left there to die/drown as the tide comes in. Then he comes back as a zombie-ish thing ... in my head I see him walking down a hall with seaweed hanging off him. I have no idea if this is from the show, or just something my brain has come up with. Either way I still think about it and go; "Arugh!"
You know from a very early age I've loved the idea of being scared. I like scary movies, scary books, ect. I don't like the aftermath all that much [it really is no fun to lie there at night thinking; "Well I'm freezing but I'm not reaching down to the floor to grab the covers I've kicked off" after watching Paranormal Activity
] or when I have nightmares [like last night!] about being trapped at work because of zombies [honestly: I think that dream was more about work stress then the zombies.].