For some reason Greg at Death's Door, the Spanish Announcers Table keeps popping up weirdly in my life. Now yesterday's post of mine about seeing his blog in #1 spot on the Truth Laid Bear actually happened. No where in the blogosphere has anyone else mentioned this. I haven't hallucinated since college that I'm aware of and I know it was there. So there. Granted it was 4:30am...but that doesn't mean shit.

So last night very late, which I should of been in bed but being on vacation I'm watching what I thought was a Sci-Fi flick about experimenting with viruses and a computer gone haywire. Fine...nothing too mentally stimulating but the action kept going...when suddenly the screen is filled with brain eating zombies. Flashback to Greg's post.
Somehow it's his fault this happened. I know it. I had to sleep with 2 damn lamps on last night. Why didn't I just turn off the damn TV, or change stations? Because it was too damn late. Now I was whining not too long ago that a movie hasn't gotten to me in a long time. Boy this one did. Even today I keep looking behind me.
Somehow I know Greg is fucking with my mind damn it.