Jigsaw Is Killing Me ...

It's 1:30am and I just finished watching Saw IV.

It's not that it freaked me out. Sure, I usually steer away from grizzly, bloody horror movies. But ever since the robbery I just don't seem to be afraid of all that crap. I guess when you face the barrel of a real fucking gun then a fake gun in a movie isn't that frightening.

It's not that I can't sleep because I'm scared. Fuck no.

Now I want to jump right into watching stupid numbers V and VI! But I have to wake up at 7am to get the girls ready for church, for christ's sake. I can't be staying up late watching intricately thought out torture porn.