Nine, Ten, Never sleep again.
The boys aren't back yet, so you get more of my inanity. They are having a grand time and called to let me know they weren't catching the bus home so they will be home later. Hoping to draw them home, much as the bus comes when you finally decide you can smoke a cigarette, I put on a horror movie. Since Ben hates them so much, I figure they'll be home any time now. In any case, I scanned all my horror movies, and I think I need more. The Grudge, well, it might be too much right now, and the rest sounded stupid. So I went for classic horror, and picked out a Nightmare on Elm Street one. I think paying for the full set was very smart of me. I thought about watching number 2, briefly, but then realized that I would be filled with loathing about ten minutes into it. Though I do like the bus scene. That's a freaky dream. 5 is rather cheesy, 6 is ok, New Nightmare is freaky, but I wanted something different than that. Number 1? Awesome and Johnny Depp to boot. But I've se...