Stupid. Just Stupid.

Watching short films by Jan Svankmajer before going to bed. A really, unbelievably, cataclysmically bad idea.
Who knew dreams could be that disturbing? I remember a group of ninja assassins that called themselves The Magnificat, and there's something about golf clubs, and I think I did G.O.B.'s chicken dance, too.
Stupid Czech surrealists. That's the last time I make that mistake.
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