Stripped down, naked in the dark: nothing clothing you, nothing hiding you - who are you really? There are no words to armor you against the still and stale air. Your tongue is heavy and too tired to defend. What now, what next? Wait for daylight, for the moment you can find your shelter and you can pretend to be strong again.

The dark. Your only fear because it takes away everything, shrouds all your securities in a thick veil of black. You try to convince yourself that it's only dark, that it won't hurt you. But you know better- it's not the dark that's going to get you but yourself.

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[ TK. ].oO(That's why you should sleep with a nitelite.)
[ Lulu. ].oO(That's why you should STFU!)

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The way you chew on your fingertips while you drive.

How you stare at me when I'm trying to make a point and you don't care.

That slack, dumbfounded look you wear on your face when you're absolutely absorbed in whatever you're watching.

That laugh you make when you think something is really funny.

The crease you get in your brow that only shows when you're annoyed with me.

The stupid voice you make when you imitate me. That does not sound anything like me.

Your backwards, loopholed, Pig Latined logic that make 'I Love Lucy' episodes look boring.

Your endless complaining while I pack and how you feel the absolute need to sing "Leaving On A Jet Plane" when I start to zip up my bags.

Those stupid little thing you do that make me want to strangle you, kiss you, smack you, jump you and *blank* your brains out. These stupid little thing are what I love so much.

Happiness is...

Today. =)

Oh, and playing BINGO.

Lying in bed...

Yeah, so I'm all snuggled in bed watching '300' and I feel the need to share with the world:

Gerard Butler is freakin' sexy.

A bit of useful advice...

Do no, I repeat DO NOT, attempt to flat iron your hair while in a moving vehicle.
Oh, and if you happen to see me out and about, no, My ears are not pink because I'm shy or embarrassed.
Dammit.

Obsession: Studio Ghibli/Hayao Miyazaki Films

Okay, I'm not just jumping the bandwagon here, I actually have loved and do love anime. It comes from a lifetime of brothers who love anime and all things of that particular Asian genre. Yes, I have watched 'Akira' and 'Neon Genesis Evangelion' and all the old-school 'Gundam'. I'm trying to get into 'Bleach' and some of the other newer stuff that's out. But, what I know I love are the films of Hayao Miyazaki.

Okay, I'm jus going to say it right now: Hayao Miyazaki is a freakin' artistic genius. Yes, his amount of work isn't staggaring like some but it's the quality that is amazing, but his talent and his loyalty to realism and form is what makes every one of his films an absolute treasure.

I recently decided to add full length films on to iRving (my iPhone). Sitting in front of Percival (my computer) I contemplated just which movies I would deem worthy enough of, well, in all true reality, taking to bed with me. See, I like being comfortable and I'm an insomniac so putting movies on iRving makes total sense (which makes me kind of wonder why I hadn't done it sooner, but that's besides the point): I can watch movies in the comfort and warmth of my bed and it would put me to sleep! I thought of what I wanted and what I really and truly liked as Limewire loaded and my mind raced to my three ultimate favorite films: 'Spirited Away', 'Kiki's Delivery Service', and 'Princess Mononoke'.

So I searched, downloaded, converted, and finally downloaded 'Spirited Away' on to iRving. Happily skipping off to bed, I snuggled in and watched, so captured into the movie that I didn't fall asleep until about twenty minutes before the ending, right after Chihiro and Haku leave Zaniba's and Chihiro reveals to Haku his real name. I fell asleep dreaming of the movie and when I woke up I rolled over, unplugged iRving, and picked up the movie where I left off. And I was so excited when I finished the movie to go and download the other Studio Ghibli movies that I almost forgot about the other errands had to do.

Tonight's Miyazaki film du jour was supposed to be 'Princess Mononoke'. But no, the idiot who ripped the DVD didn't rip it properly so the sound and picture weren't in sync and then about twenty minutes in the movie starts to skip and fuzz. Dammit. So here I am, discussing Miyazaki films instead of actually watching one.

There are so many things that I love about Miyazaki films, and I know myself and I am extremely picky about what I like. The animation is superb and very specific: Miyazaki picks up on acutal human idiosyncracies and animates these movements, never cutting corners when most animations do. Also, his (what I call) miniature characters are simply adorable: Boh's mouse form, Yubbaba's raven in fly form, Kamaji's sootballs, Kiki's cat, the kodoma in 'Mononoke-hime'. The storytelling is also terrific, something akin to a modern day Aesop. Really, it's true when you go to dissect his films: the fallacies of pollution in the instance of the old river spirit in 'Spirited Away' or the fallacies of over-industrialization in 'Mononoke-hime'. The soundtracking is breathtaking and, overall, the films turn out better than most live-action crapfests that plague our theatres today.

Okay, enough of me. I'm gonna go watch 'Spirited Away' again.

Aware: Blog Change Alert!

Yes, I know, I've caved. Changed up the blog, yet again. For good reason, though. Life changes. And I finally downloaded an app to iRving (my precious iPhone) that taps directly into my blog. Yeah, I'm a horrible slave to technology. I get it.
At least I imported my previous stuff, although it wasn't much to begin with. Whatever. I'm here now. Deal.