Treeglow Flicker

Go to the store and buy a cornetto ice cream.

I remember this adversary well. Just one false move before falling down to the lower floor and then having to climb the stairs to start the fight from scratch. Anyway. A thing I hate in another of my favourite games is The Great Commander boss fight in Star Fox for the SNES. It's always such a pain in the butt trying to shoot the final hatch on it.

Team Dark's Theme from Sonic Heroes. There are actually tons of songs I like from various Sonic games.

Timesplitters 2 and Timesplitters Future Perfect.

Absolutely nothing!

Neil! Your bedroom's on fire!

I find that it kinda just sneaks up on you. Then what you do with it is kinda up to you.

I'm not sure if it works for anyone else. But whenever I feel a throat cold coming on, I immediately use mouth wash for a few minutes and it seems to clear it immediately.

A glass of delicious tap water.

I wear a little perfume on occasions.

Most definitely.

I use...

"These feelings are growing stronger, aren't they?"

Rather lovely, actually. Although I need to go and pick up the watering cans in the yard that the wind blew across the ground yesterday. But at least the wind left the remaining panels of my garden fence intact.

Feeling pretty good.

People with zero imagination or emotional investment. Big conversation killer for me is if you're talking about a character or scene in a show and express any sort of feeling towards it and then the dullard turns around and says something like "They're/It's not real." or "It's only fiction/made up". Or a critic in general criticising something for not being realistic. For example with a sci-fi show, they turn around and go "No. Sorry. That makes no sense and is totally unbelieveable. They should educate themesleves and learn some facts to make it realistic." Yet for all their looking down from their ivory tower ofso called higher intelligence, they fail to understand the meaning of the word FICTION. Science FICTION. Literally there in the genre title. Seriously. Those sorts of people need to gain a flight of fancy. Let their imaginations play.

After all these years, I still stand by this.

I've had moments in my past where I thought I had died or was dying in my sleep. Most vivid was suddenly not feeling the world or my memories at all. Like it had all been some sort of fiction that just disappeared. Everything was just clear, empty and peaceful. No identity, no world. The world and everything I was once was just gone. Just left with a blank slate that I felt I could do whatever I wanted with. Then I was suddenly pulled away from it and remembered everything. Other times, I dreamt I was in a similar condition, feeling really content. There was a voice saying "You can stay if you want. You don't have to go back." And I really really wanted to stay. But I felt that if I did stay, I wouldn't wake up ever again. Waking brushes from death though, I remember as a kid running across the road like an idiot without looking and then seeing the front of a car right up close to me. Couldn't remember anything until suddenly finding myself just safely standing on the other side of the road. That car should have absolutely hit me though.

Pretty much none of it.

As much as I like summer, I've found out just how much I don't like June. It's a month that seems to invite unwanted frustration and a time when I'm feeling at my worst. Really hoping to create some ward in time for next June.

For it to be bedtime.

A whole bag of sunflower seeds.

Pfft! I'm definitely in the all the time club. Worse when I feel like I'm blabbering on about myself. Lacking company for years does that though.

Usually in the afternoon to refresh the ol' brain thingy.