It was still worth it, but

[dragovianknight]

In retrospect, finishing off my TV Tropes crawl with "Nightmare Fuel" and "High Octane Nightmare Fuel" was, perhaps, not the best idea when it was late...and dark...and the wind was rattling at the windows...and I was all...alone...

*wibble*

Luckily, once I forced myself down the hallway...past the gaping dark maw of the bathroom...into the safety of my bed, and pulled the covers over my head (and the cats assumed defensive positions on top of me), I was able to distract myself with, "Oh slag! If I go AU directly after Coming of the Fuzors, as was the plan, how in sweet hell do I get Blackarachnia free of Tarantulas? NO DON'T THINK ABOUT THAT NOISE! Beast Wars! FOCUS!"

Comments

[senmut]

+giggles+

[recessional]

. . . see, when I have a moment like that, I just turn all the lights on and clear the house (making sure all entrances are locked and double-locked) with my knife in my hand. And then sleep with the lights on.

Then again, I suspect I am spoiled by having a number of people who not only tolerate my paranoias, but totally understand and sympathise with them, so that I no longer feel this is a silly thing to do. (When me and goshawk came home from The Dark Knight to a dark house, I literally went directly to the kitchen and cleared the house with my bigass carving knife. Liz thought this was entirely normal.)

[raisedbymoogles]

I hear you. *stays far, far away from all Nightmare Fuel*

[staranise]

I should not have clicked that link.

WHY are there no crucifixes in this house, god damn it. If I were observant like my brother, Fr. Paul would have come to my new apartment months ago to bless its threshold.

waugh.