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Halloween
Last night, my sister in law had an impromptu halloween party. It was really quite fun. She lived with us for about a month before we moved last time and we consider her on the friend status so I'd met most of the people there before.
So, a few of the lovely young ladies were standing around talking just after hubby and I arrived. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, really I didn't. It's just that I heard the words 'serial killer' and my ears perked up. What can I say?
One went on to say that those who study serial killers end up going crazy because they just get so involved in that, they become in. I suspect she was talking abotu profilers, but she didn't seem to know the term. Either way, she was discussing how they study them and get in their minds and that it makes them crazy.
Hmm. I suppose I should no longer deny insanity. I didn't realize I was, but if I'm not, according to her, I will soon be. I love to study killers, serial especially and I try to get into their minds. I even try to come up with new serial plots. It's called writing. And here, all this time, I thought I was doing it to keep myself from going insane, not to make myself go crazy. Good to know.
Five minutes later, the same group was talking about how they want to work with kids. "Oh, I hear it's the most demanding and the most rewarding field." Fabulous. I hate kids. I mean, lump them together, I hate 'em. That's why I plan to wholly corrupt my own by teaching her to {gasp} think for herself and {double gasp} make her own decisions.
Shocking concept, really. You don't realize how shocking until you look at the housewives in your neighbourhood and their little drone children...
So, a few of the lovely young ladies were standing around talking just after hubby and I arrived. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, really I didn't. It's just that I heard the words 'serial killer' and my ears perked up. What can I say?
One went on to say that those who study serial killers end up going crazy because they just get so involved in that, they become in. I suspect she was talking abotu profilers, but she didn't seem to know the term. Either way, she was discussing how they study them and get in their minds and that it makes them crazy.
Hmm. I suppose I should no longer deny insanity. I didn't realize I was, but if I'm not, according to her, I will soon be. I love to study killers, serial especially and I try to get into their minds. I even try to come up with new serial plots. It's called writing. And here, all this time, I thought I was doing it to keep myself from going insane, not to make myself go crazy. Good to know.
Five minutes later, the same group was talking about how they want to work with kids. "Oh, I hear it's the most demanding and the most rewarding field." Fabulous. I hate kids. I mean, lump them together, I hate 'em. That's why I plan to wholly corrupt my own by teaching her to {gasp} think for herself and {double gasp} make her own decisions.
Shocking concept, really. You don't realize how shocking until you look at the housewives in your neighbourhood and their little drone children...