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Friday, September 05, 2003
One night in Sm?land, Linn and I were pooped as petunias after a long day of frolicking through the countryside, and were about to go to bed when a strange movie started on the tv. We started watching it because it was so strange, and found that we couldn't tear ourselves away.

I can't stop thinking about this movie. It was very good and very disturbing. Almost two weeks later I'm still thinking about it.

Speaking of Småland, now I'm not sure if I want to post my country logs because someone made me feel self-conscious about my precious four-leaf clover. They will remain nameless. But I won't eat one ear of their filthy corn!

 Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:45 AM | shower me with attention