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sad, really
Saturday, 17 September 2005 11:29 pmI have to confess that the only reason I'm posting is because it'll fill up the second row of days in the calendar. I'm going to stop this daily thing now, it's silly, and makes me look obsessive.
Of course, the other reason for not posting coherently is because I've read 9 L. Frank Baum novels today, and what little intellect I possessed has trickled out of my ears on a tide of saccharine, slightly forced whimsicality. Watching Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom as a chaser hasn't helped, since I'd forgotten what an entertainingly atrocious movie it is. Tonight I confidently expect to experience incessant nightmares in which I am journeying through strange American fairylands in the company of cutely chattering seething hordes of rats, snakes and creepy-crawlies of various sorts. With a whip.
*staggers off to bed*
Of course, the other reason for not posting coherently is because I've read 9 L. Frank Baum novels today, and what little intellect I possessed has trickled out of my ears on a tide of saccharine, slightly forced whimsicality. Watching Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom as a chaser hasn't helped, since I'd forgotten what an entertainingly atrocious movie it is. Tonight I confidently expect to experience incessant nightmares in which I am journeying through strange American fairylands in the company of cutely chattering seething hordes of rats, snakes and creepy-crawlies of various sorts. With a whip.
*staggers off to bed*
