I've never heard of this author. I'm guessing this book isn't about a guy that goes to a spa where everything that can go wrong does go wrong. The hand with the long fingernails gives me Freddy vibes which isn't a bad thing. I'm guessing this is a sitch where a guy in a lab creates a monster that goes amuck in town. I can't not think of Hocus Pocus which I want to watch soon.
I'm guessing things don't end well. Now I need to check all my library options and apps to see if I can track down this book since it sounds like it might be a fun read. I doubt it will top Fear Street but I'm willing to give it a try.
Well I might as well do it here but I saw something weird when I was out. Yes I'll admit that I've hallucinated but I always know when I'm doing it and it is just a case of thinking something for a few seconds is something else. It isn't like I'm talking to a tree while thinking it is Jensen Ackles or something like that. Also I see weird shapes and bugs on the ceiling which ties in with migraines. Okay there was a fly but I think one of them was actually a part of the show I was watching and not on the actual TV. Does that make sense?
I was walking to the grocery store. Give me a round of applause for going on out a Saturday which is something I don't do. I'm not like you normal people who think nothing of going out. I was crossing the last parking lot before crossing the street to get to the store when I saw a seagull. I've seen one before and always find it strange since there's no ocean here. It was flying right by a jeep and it flew into the jeep and disappeared. It was flying downward which was odd and the jeep was parking there but I didn't see it. I can't explain that. Glitch in the matrix? If I am a virtual person why does my life have to suck so bad? Couldn't I have at least a few good things instead of being a total mess.
I guess Smoker's Week continues. I was almost home with my stuff from the store. Go me for saving three bucks with my card. Someone across the street started yelling at me. I usually ignore but she seemed intent so I looked up and was asked if I had a smoke. I saw no sorry because I don't. Call me kooky but I'd rather buy a book instead of a pack of cigarettes. One time my sister asked me to buy her a pack and as added incentive I could buy something for myself. Just like the time I ordered something from Starbucks I had to practice the freaking word because that word is a tongue twister and the cigarettes were locked up. If only I'd get five bucks every time I'd run into a smoker. I would be scoring big time this week.