bad luck and bad habits

my family has been going through a spate of bad luck recently.

first was my granddad's death. then my parents having to cancel their trip.
then now my sis has just gotten into a car accident, thankfully, through the phone she sounds perky and alright.

sigh.

oh well, been bumming around this whole saturday doing absolutely nothing except THINKING of going to swim but of course too lazt to get my butt of the computer seat and go.. sigh.. it's things like these that'll cause my to get fat again... yet i'm STILL procrastinating.

said i wanted solitude. but guess YET again the computer addictions won over. must really stop. meaning like after this post. =) aniwez, was reading the scripts for house of wax and amityville horror.. (it's one of my absurd pasttimes -- reading horror movie scripts and imagining them cos I know I have no guts to go and watch them in the cinemas) House of wax really sounds very darn gruesome whilst the amityville horror script pretty much indicates that it would fall apart without the much-lauded CGI effects nowadays... which is pretty sad.

but one part of horror movies i like is when one protagonist is reading through dusty journals and memoirs and startles upon a startling revelation of some deep dark secret or horror whilst the other protagonist is actually EXPERIENCING the horror without him/her knowing it.. something like walking through the actual dark halls of the actual scene depicted in the journal... that always makes for a darn frightening scene... (can guess which movie i'm talking about? it's The Others by the lovely Nicole Kidman, the part where she sees a picture of 3 dead bodies, including herself whilst her kids were venturing towards the servants digging up their graves.. and the horrified, terrorized look on Nicole's porcelain face, coupled with her intense worry for her kids)

oh well.. i watched THAT huddling behind the airplane pillow on an airplane... see how ham i am? haha..

frank