tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post3649214495415472190..comments2023-05-18T11:19:33.857+02:00Comments on animals stuck to the wall: glazed and confusedEvilAuntiePerilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01278720691584010136noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-47268914702173095132006-12-13T18:38:00.000+01:002006-12-13T18:38:00.000+01:00Quite relieved at your restraint, fiveandfour. Par...Quite relieved at your restraint, fiveandfour. Particularly on the Meatloaf front. There are some bridges that should never ever be crossed.EvilAuntiePerilhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01278720691584010136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19717148.post-66496919159394681702006-12-13T17:16:00.000+01:002006-12-13T17:16:00.000+01:00Very tired. This means the world has taken on that...<i>Very tired. This means the world has taken on that peculiar glaze where everything seems just a little bit shiny and surreal.</i><br /><br />I always think of <i>Fight Club</i> when I'm in that hazy place (as I am right now). Why, it's all I can do not to hook up with some anarchists and plot the destruction of the western world while not even realizing it when I feel this tired. <br /><br />Though I do draw the line at beating myself up. And shacking up with Meatloaf.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com