Well, I fell for it again. First it was the Blair Witch Project and now it’s The Buried Secrets of M. Night Shyamalan. They had me hook, line, and sinker. Regardless if M. Night can see dead people, the mockumentary did have me sleeping with the lights on. I love being made to believe things you know probably shouldn’t be true, but you so desparately want them to be. Nice work, SciFi. I enjoyed the ride.
Don’t worry, I’m still around. 
I’ve had one hell of a ride since April. Unfortunately my nerdy side has been on hiatus while I try and reorganize, adapt, and flat out change some things.
But don’t fret! I have some uber-dork things in the works. I will roll them out when the time comes.
And I swear, on my dead guinea pig’s grave, that I shall be a good blogger and keep up with my life.
I swear.
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