Well, I found The Neverhood. It was in my brother's room. I've been playing through it and taking screenshots, but unfortunately the third person portions are coming out looking like this. But I don't think it's too distracting, and the other parts are coming out okay, for the most part.

I have an appointment with this employment place in the morning, so I guess I can't stay up until 1am tonight. I like staying up until 1am. It amuses me to see the kind of stuff I come up with when I write that late. Though I'm kind of afraid to look at it in the warm hard light of day. Anyway, I don't really need to stay up that late anymore. It's not like I'm in a roleplay with someone in Europe or Africa and I'm waiting for them to come online.

I've been thinking about those roleplays a lot lately. I remember once, Nathalie, who lives in California, spent seemingly an entire sleepover roleplaying with me and Numbuh Double Zero, who lives in Slovenia. I had to go to bed before she did, and that was really weird. Sometimes I really miss roleplaying, and other times I remember how it totally sucked up my life. This is one of those second times, actually, but I still felt like talking about it.

When I was just getting into it, I used to read other people's roleplays, hate them, and yet be unable to stop thinking about them. Judging by more recent events, this seems to be a running theme with me. There was this endless parade of acronyms that didn't mean anything: Operation: CAPTURED, Operation: NOW, Operation: WEIRD, that kind of thing. Operation: REAL did have an acronym, and it was quite a bad one, so I won't explain what it was.

REAL was a self-insertion roleplay, but Operation: WARPED was a better one. It was in double first person, which is a awesome perspective really only available in roleplays.In the sequel to WARPED, Operation: DISTORTED, we self-inserted into the KND roleplay universe rather than just the KND universe. I was kind of annoyed that Nathalie wouldn't let Numbuh 239 yell at me for all the things I put her through. But later on, I had Numbuh 239 explain why she was so angry, and Nathalie's self-insertion said something like "I think I need to have a talk with Claire", or something to that effect. 'Cause I'm not going to go by my screen name in real life, even if it is just a roleplay in which I bamfed into a different universe.

I used rape (attempted in this case) as a plot device in DISTORTED, even though I'd vowed to stop doing it. I think I stopped after that, though. The worst time was in Operation: NOW, where Beckie and I played out a whole rape scene on a forum about a cartoon intended for ten-year-olds. I was really vague about it, but you could tell what was going on. It was 1am at the time. That's my explanation and I'm sticking to it. Beckie lives in Sweden so I don't know what her excuse was. I did ask her if it was okay beforehand.

And the mention of writing rape scenes at 1am brings me back to whatever I was talking about before. (EDIT: Uh, only in the sense that I was writing things that I'd regret in the morning) Those were good days. (sniffs) Good days. (Computer explodes)

I'm going to talk about how I finally found something I used to watch on video all the time, is that okay, good. At midnight.

I watched a small amount of videos over and over when I was little. When I was almost fourteen, they were all donated to bushfire victims. I have a big thing about nostalgia. I just like remembering things. Don't know why. Anyway, I remembered most of the videos we used to have fine. Ferryboat Fred, Babar, Fireman Sam, Lift-Off, random fairy tales b/w Frosty the Snowman and Heckle & Jeckle... Yeah, I know what all those are and that I didn't make . But there was one video, which I remember not even having a case, that I only remembered the name of and one short.

( That video was Balanel and Miaunel )

Maybe I shouldn't've written a whole journal entry about this, but finding that video was like... A part of being four years old that had preserved itself for fourteen years. I don't really know how to explain it. That music was being four, as much as preschool and having to stretch to reach light switches was.

I finally found the opening and closing titles to Lift-Off, a kid's TV show from the 90s. On YouTube, of course.
( Video and attempt at lyrics )

Next: Ferryboat Fred!