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Feb. 22nd, 2001 03:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scottobearI wanna ride a plastic plate.
But... there is no snow here, and I have to work, anyway.
I suppose I'll settle for morning walkies. Going to do the 5 mile hike.
Reflecting on the children's story... what was I afraid of as a child? Monsters weren't too scary, but there were a few exceptions..
The bathroom held a few things.. I thought a rat or a snake might leap out of the bowl at any minute as a child. I didn't have a bogeyman, or a closet monster, or a brain-sucking zombie that chased me... I was more afraid of mundane creatures... especially poisonous ones.. snakes again... large spiders.
It's 2am, so I'm going to free-associate for a moment, and then go to bed. my head is a little dozey. I'll see what I make of this in the morning. I'm half-asleep so this will most likely make no sense. begin.
nothing printable comes to mind. I want to tell secrets. I want to rat out some folks that were very evil, and I want to expose some meanies for who they are... I want to say my girls name here. I want to confess to something I shouldn't. wondering who actually reads my journal, and how many of them do so without linking... oh, too tired. going to bed.
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But... there is no snow here, and I have to work, anyway.
I suppose I'll settle for morning walkies. Going to do the 5 mile hike.
Reflecting on the children's story... what was I afraid of as a child? Monsters weren't too scary, but there were a few exceptions..
The bathroom held a few things.. I thought a rat or a snake might leap out of the bowl at any minute as a child. I didn't have a bogeyman, or a closet monster, or a brain-sucking zombie that chased me... I was more afraid of mundane creatures... especially poisonous ones.. snakes again... large spiders.
It's 2am, so I'm going to free-associate for a moment, and then go to bed. my head is a little dozey. I'll see what I make of this in the morning. I'm half-asleep so this will most likely make no sense. begin.
nothing printable comes to mind. I want to tell secrets. I want to rat out some folks that were very evil, and I want to expose some meanies for who they are... I want to say my girls name here. I want to confess to something I shouldn't. wondering who actually reads my journal, and how many of them do so without linking... oh, too tired. going to bed.
end.
