Holy crap. Why do I do this to myself?
On the advice of Rob, I came home and had myself a Guinness. I cooked myself some dinner. I was all alone. I still am. So what do I decide to do? Watch The Shining.
EFF.
This movie freaks me out, man. Even if it is only 7:30 at night.
I'm scared, Tony. Remember what Mr. Halloran said. It's just like pictures in a book, Sarah. It isn't real.
Holy crap.
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