Monday, August 07, 2006

alive and stupid

Night is an unusually frightening time of day for me, as far as times of day go. Maybe It would be better if I had low light vision. Maybe not. I think the real problem is an overactive imagination. Things become louder at night, especially when I am alone in my bed. Little creaks - little noises. I bet people who get killed at night brush off noises like that, and then they feel really stupid while they are being killed. But I feel stupid every time I hear a squeak and go to the front door to make sure that when I got up 20 minutes ago to check and make sure if the door was locked, that I locked the door. Stupid either way, but at least I'm alive, you sorry murdered bastards.

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