YASSS! I had terrible night terrors from childhood until middle school and right before I watched this movie, I dreamed about a monster with expanding arms to catch me and drag me away. I had nightmares UNTIL ADULTHOOD about Freddie whenever I was stressed until I learned how to lucid dream.

Good call, didn't think of that.

I am going into an envy swoon. Please post pictures later.

Upon seeing it, I agree with the rest of the posters. The black definitely. It is stunning.

Can you post pics? It would be easier if we saw them. BTW, sarees are absolutely gorgeous, and I would think they could be considered formal wear. Unfortunately, most white people associate black with mourning, so I think the blue would be the best choice (because it's my favorite color).

Ugh, warn a bitch before you put spiders on the page.

Oh, this is better than the fucked up tuxedo thing I thought she wore. I still think she would have worn the squirrel outfit though.

Tiddlywinks. The only answer you need.

His complete fixation on dating and couples was disturbing. It makes me wonder how he interacted with people IRL. I wonder if the fixation happened gradually, or if something triggered it.

Okie dokie, thanks for setting me straight.

Maybe, but judging from the reports of his parents being concerned about his videos and the intensive therapy he was receiving, it was more than isolation. It's not the suggestion that he should be "socialized" that troubles me, it is the fact that they using this tragedy to advertise their services. Their top…

That's funny. I loved snakes when I was little, it used to drive my mom crazy because I was always dragging them into the house to see if I could keep them. I don't remember them stinking though, I guess I was too busy being charmed by their unabashed snakiness.

Ugh. This is just.....repellent. How do you make the leap from "hey this mentally ill dude just flipped his lid and shot some folks" to "this is a GREAT MARKETING OPPORTUNITY"? The super creepy part of it? "This is the reason we do what we do.." from which I infer that everything that was wrong with Elliot could…

Stay classy, 'Murica.

So excited to see my secret husband Henry Rollins on there. Too bad you missed my other secret husband, Chris Hardwick. A threesome with those two would be like a sexy nerdy sandwich wrapped in self-aware tattooed bread. Also, I'm drunk.

That was an absolutely delightful cacophony. Normally discordant music makes me squirm, but this brought great joy to my earholes.

YASSS! I watched it with my kids when they were younger and loved it. Hawk Girl was my favorite.

Holy shit, the eye thing! I forgot about that. What is that any way? I called it the *wah wah's" for the sound it made in my skull.

So beautiful. I read in a book one time that we are never more than a breath away from our loved ones that have passed. One last gasp, and we are reunited. It's physically almost impossible for me to cry, but this did it.

EFT can help. It's meridian tapping, kind of a moving meditation if you will. I circle the drain mentally when I am anxious and become fixated. EFT helps me to stop obsessing and relax. I have been on anti anxiety medication before and it wasn't right for me because I looked forward to that pill a little too much.…