The Lion King

The greatest movie of my childhood? Most definitely. It confronts most of the things that shaped me as a person. For example...

Don't trust people that laugh too much, or have black hair. Hakuna Mutata. No worries. I never used to worry. About anything. I guess all I needed was a refresher course.

I haven't seen this movie in ages... It's brilliant.

I do so love this movie. I just need to watch this more often. Like when I was 5. Good times. Great times. I miss those times.

The times of innocence and... not getting sex jokes and... Fuck it. I'd rather be 17, watching this movie like when I was 5.

That works for me.

Time to enjoy my movie more.

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A whale is fine too.

I should have used this when I was doing math...

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On a completely different note... Get Smart is hilarious. I was gonna say a bunch of stuff but I'm sick. Although "Laughter is the best medicine" reminds me of another quote... "Dad always said laughter was the best medicine. I guess that's why most of the family died of tuberculosis."
I guess it's good my family hasn't got tuberculosis. That would be hard to explain.

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And now, a good use for a Mac.

kitten vs. frontrow from mattcoats on Vimeo.

I'm watching Law and order: UK. It's not bad, but it's new. We're still getting to know the characters and everything. After this, I'm going to bed. I need more sleep, even though I only got up at 11, and slept through most of the day.

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Being sick sucks. I guess it could always be worse though.

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Pursue the Darkness

 

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What is it about Mondays?

It's not like Monday is a terribly horrific day, right? It's just another day, with the same schedule as every other Monday. So why is it that the smallest, most insignificant thing can set me off on a spiral. Why is it that I get depressed over nothing? I read an FML, and it sends me off. I do something subconsciously, and begin berating myself for it.

I have a chance at being happy. Every week I take that chance to get through and dash it. Why? I don't know. I don't know at all.

Sometime I do so well. With help, I can completely avoid it all together. Then I crash. Hard. So hard where it seems as if I haven't made any progress whatsoever. I don't even know any more. I just want it to end. The pain. The want.

Want for what? What do I want? I don't know. I just... I don't know. God, I thought I was past this. I thought I knew what I wanted. But it comes back. Different. It changes each time. Shapeshifting, almost. It's almost like there's no end. I don't know. I can't explain it.

I don't know any more. I just... don't know.

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CSI: MIAMI

I'm not usually one to watch CSI: MIAMI, except for the one line comment from Hiratio at the start of every episode. This episode was different...
"I'm your only suspect" - YEEEEEEAAAH!
I can tell I'm going to enjoy this episode.

It's been a good night. Internet goes down, I snack even though I'm not greatly hungry (because "Food is love"), I watch Bones, good episode, I watch the next Bones (Burial alive is always a good start to a crime show, especially when it's the main characters who are buried alive), and now this.

News break while waiting for CSI: MIAMI to return raised a particular question. "Mattress Dominoes"...? What the fuck is that, and where do I sign up?

A few things about the past few days...

My blogger page: I have been working on a javascript ticker. For those of you that view my blogger (erebus-sgtreaper.blogspot.com for those of you that don't), it obviously doesn't work. If any readers know how it might work, please leave a comment on one that does work with Blogger. I have tried some, but unless you have the specific coding for one that you know works for blogger, don't bother.

Last night, my cousins came over, and I decided to show them some photoshop skill, because they both use photoshop, but I use it differently. So, I showed them how I do it, and right as it was starting to fall together perfectly, Photoshop stopped working the way I need it to. The "Wind" filter takes away from the image, rather than adding to it.

Never mind, just got it working. Let me know what you think.

Basically, all the remains now, is to get the ticker working. If anybody that reads this knows how, please let me know. Or at least link to a site or blogspot page that has a working one.

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Pursue the Darkness

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I thought I was fine.

I spoke to Shannyn today. I was fine. Right up until I started to get down. She helped me up. I owe her thanks for that.

But then, a few hours after she's left, I go down again. Unfortunate. I don't know why I get down.

There's no logical thought process behind it. It just is.

And sometimes it seems like there's no way to stop it.

I'm not sure. As you can see I've stopped posting lyrics and songs. I haven't found any good ones. If you have suggestions, put them in a comment.

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