I saw that movie The Omen the other day, and it got me thinking about what has happened to me.

I like going to the movies at night, early in the week, so there isn't a crowd. I go in there with my hoodie up, and then when the lights go down I take it off and watch the faces up there on the screen, hidden in the darkness. I slouch down, so that the tops of my horns are hidden by the back of the chair. Sometimes I listen to the movie, and sometimes I just sit there in the darkness and listen to my own thoughts. I listen to the horns.

I like horror movies. Especially the gruesome ones. Did you see Hostel or Wolf Creek? They were gross, but cool.

I wonder how many parts you can break a person down into. I know I've got a lot of sides, way more than an octagon. I've got the kid side of me that likes to play video games. I've got the mom side of me that likes to do things with her. I've got the pissed-off side of me that hates to listen to anyone.

And then there's that dark side that comes out sometimes. That side that likes to think about what it can do to small dogs, and muggers, and people.

That's sick, isn't it?

I didn't come with an instruction manual.