It is Sunday afternoon. I am watching Twin Peaks at Hogne and Karianne's place. This evening we frequently comment on the time and space provided to a seemingly random bird in the opening sequence. How irrelevant, we laugh.
It is Sunday afternoon, now midnight. I am returning to my dark, quiet house along a path through the woods feeling a little bit jumpy. On my doorstep I discover something odd. I bend down. A dead bird, right there on my doorstep.
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I have never thought that watching scary things wes a good idea. The fact that I avoid the huge big basement of my house after dark is an additional reason. With doors, corners, and a lot of big heavy tools is an almost perfect venue for recording a crime series. Or worse: X-files episodes.
Shiver
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/X-files#Seasons_1_.E2.80.93_2_.281993-1995.29
LIVER-EATING MUTANT SERIAL KILLER
kos og klem fra Sunniva
Skrekk & dobbelt-gru. Eg ser han veldig for meg i kjellaren! Lever-Ulf, altså...meir enn på vegen mellom Skahaug 5 og Skahaug 5, i grunnen! Men det skal snart eit par arkitektar inn og sjå på noko der, så då reknar eg med at dei tek støyten viss han skulle finne på å plutseleg vakne opp frå 30-årsdvalen, hehe
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