My friends watch "The Happening," and I hide under a blanket

You read that right. My friends, Kelly and Andrew, as well as my boyfriend, John, decided a good afternoon activity after a delicious lunch at the Blue Moon and coffee at the Lost Dog would be to watch M. Night Shyamalan's "The Happening."

I'm not a big fan of scary movies. I can handle the occasional psychological thriller, but Mr. Shyamalan has reduced me to hiding in my favorite chair with my lap top, underneath my favorite quilt. First and

foremost, I know the movie isn't over yet, but Shyamalan appears to have trusted a bitter Mark Wahlberg with the fate of the world and his family. Given my choice of 1990s white rappers to run for the hills with when some crazy toxin is causing people to end their lives, Marky Mark wouldn't be my top choice. Halloween is right around the corner (read: tomorrow!) so I suppose there's nothing more terrifying than an ex NKOTBer (wayyyy back before Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch) trying to save a large portion of the North Eastern population, meeting America's creepers on the way.

Tomorrow is Halloween, which is exciting. My debut costume last week was the moon with John as the sun to compliment me. Tomorrow night I'll be a magician with John as my deck of cards and I'll head out Sunday as Icarus, John keeping his sun costume. 

I should get back to Mr. Shyamalan and Marky Mark's vision of the end of days now. Don't take candy with razor blades tomorrow, kiddies!