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geebsAh, on Smallville, it was the eventual "underground fight club with superpower freaks/aliens" that most sci-fi shows eventually have. Its like, lets try to be like a cool action movie blockbuster by having strange aliens or people with powers duke it out. Though this was less lame than others. Usually, the plot involves some friend of one of the characters entering the tournament for honor, or if they're a cop/detective, a case rolls along where they need to infiltrate the fight club. I guess the ep follower the latter path, but at least it had the added element of Clark just being pissed over lexana so he wants to cut a loose and bust some heads. Though why the hell would they have him fight Lois? That wouldn't be much of a fight!
Although I do find it silly that he's guilty about killing "Titan". I mean, while he has sent a good deal of Kryptofreaks to Belle Reeve, he's killed several people! Its like, who on the show hasn't killed a krypto freak or two?! So why the crisis of conscience now? He's all, "How am I supposed to get them back to the Phantom Zone? So do I just kill them?" Well, what Zoner has actually been captured, they all seem to get killed.
Oh, and Lana lost the baby? Now was this bad luck, or did Lex do this purposely for some weird reason?
I can't remember if they had spoiled in the previews that the girl was the werewolf, but even if they didn't it was pretty obvious it was. Alas, poor Sammy, he finally got some, but then he had to put her down. Actually the ending kinda reminded me of Old Yeller, he had to take her out back and shoot her. That did kinda suck there was no cure though. Because it seemed like it wasn't one of those things you could live with and try and control, the beast was too powerful. You'd think they'd try that route first, rather than killing her outright. But its like they said, its only a matter of time before she got ot and killed someone, then they'd feel all guilty about it.
I've been trying this Raines show, but so far the eps seem to be pretty obvious. I mean, it was obvious that Raine was bs-ing the psychiatrist. And it was obvious that the dude was that councilman's son and the councilman had killed him. It seems silly that they actually thought he was a hitman for so long, that theory shoulda been thrown out quick. Since when do they "seal records" of the baddest of the bad? Isn't sealing juvie records standard? It doesn't mean there something awful and heinous in there!
Ah, but he did do the thing I thought all these people who see like ghosts or figments of their imagination should do so they won't seem crazy- pretend you're talking on a cellphone. Or even better, a bluetooth headset. That way you can talk all you want and no one will think you're a nut!
Is it me, or does Scrubs not get enough props? I mean, its hysterical, but I think that's only half of its appeal. Its got poignant dramatic moments as well. I've found some of the dramatic happenings way more compelling than those on other actual hospital dramas.
So I was thinking of the first half of the first line of Snow Patrol's "You Could Be Happy", and I thought, "Really, could I be happy?" I've said it here before, but I just don't know if its the loss of my youthful idealism, or the kinda mid-life crisis that people have been having earlier and earlier in their lives. Kinda ironic for a guy who seems to be smiling all the time. Do I still do that? I sometimes worry that the fear and anxiety has crushed that habit of mine, which would be pretty sad.
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psyched_out's friend K asked him if I was one of those people who smiles all the time, but is crying inside. I was kinda insulted, because its like, is she saying that I should be crying about my life?! I hope I don't ever get that bad. I do worry too fricking much though, and I can't seem to get the frak over it. I can't seem to stop dwelling that everything that could go wrong will go wrong. I mean, I don't let that stop me from doing things, but until I get into the thick of the good stuff, I worry myself silly in the time leading up to it. Its like I feel I don't worry about things, I'm setting myself up for a fall. Or if I don't concentrate really hard and hope everything works out smoothly, things will fall apart.
But that's no way to frickin' live. I can't expect things to go smoothly all the time. Things go wrong sometimes, right? And I have family and friends, so its not like there isn't anyone there for me if I'm in trouble. Of course, I write this down, but for some reason I don't seem convinced that shit happens sometimes, and that I have people to help me handle things when times get rough. (Like how many times have I said this exact same thing in this very journal! I just wanna yell at myself, "be convinced, dammit!") I seriously just need to let go and only start stressing myself when the problem actually fricking happens rather than ruining the problem-free times with these bouts of anxiousness!
Although I do find it silly that he's guilty about killing "Titan". I mean, while he has sent a good deal of Kryptofreaks to Belle Reeve, he's killed several people! Its like, who on the show hasn't killed a krypto freak or two?! So why the crisis of conscience now? He's all, "How am I supposed to get them back to the Phantom Zone? So do I just kill them?" Well, what Zoner has actually been captured, they all seem to get killed.
Oh, and Lana lost the baby? Now was this bad luck, or did Lex do this purposely for some weird reason?
I can't remember if they had spoiled in the previews that the girl was the werewolf, but even if they didn't it was pretty obvious it was. Alas, poor Sammy, he finally got some, but then he had to put her down. Actually the ending kinda reminded me of Old Yeller, he had to take her out back and shoot her. That did kinda suck there was no cure though. Because it seemed like it wasn't one of those things you could live with and try and control, the beast was too powerful. You'd think they'd try that route first, rather than killing her outright. But its like they said, its only a matter of time before she got ot and killed someone, then they'd feel all guilty about it.
I've been trying this Raines show, but so far the eps seem to be pretty obvious. I mean, it was obvious that Raine was bs-ing the psychiatrist. And it was obvious that the dude was that councilman's son and the councilman had killed him. It seems silly that they actually thought he was a hitman for so long, that theory shoulda been thrown out quick. Since when do they "seal records" of the baddest of the bad? Isn't sealing juvie records standard? It doesn't mean there something awful and heinous in there!
Ah, but he did do the thing I thought all these people who see like ghosts or figments of their imagination should do so they won't seem crazy- pretend you're talking on a cellphone. Or even better, a bluetooth headset. That way you can talk all you want and no one will think you're a nut!
Is it me, or does Scrubs not get enough props? I mean, its hysterical, but I think that's only half of its appeal. Its got poignant dramatic moments as well. I've found some of the dramatic happenings way more compelling than those on other actual hospital dramas.
So I was thinking of the first half of the first line of Snow Patrol's "You Could Be Happy", and I thought, "Really, could I be happy?" I've said it here before, but I just don't know if its the loss of my youthful idealism, or the kinda mid-life crisis that people have been having earlier and earlier in their lives. Kinda ironic for a guy who seems to be smiling all the time. Do I still do that? I sometimes worry that the fear and anxiety has crushed that habit of mine, which would be pretty sad.
I think to the time when
psyched_out's friend K asked him if I was one of those people who smiles all the time, but is crying inside. I was kinda insulted, because its like, is she saying that I should be crying about my life?! I hope I don't ever get that bad. I do worry too fricking much though, and I can't seem to get the frak over it. I can't seem to stop dwelling that everything that could go wrong will go wrong. I mean, I don't let that stop me from doing things, but until I get into the thick of the good stuff, I worry myself silly in the time leading up to it. Its like I feel I don't worry about things, I'm setting myself up for a fall. Or if I don't concentrate really hard and hope everything works out smoothly, things will fall apart.But that's no way to frickin' live. I can't expect things to go smoothly all the time. Things go wrong sometimes, right? And I have family and friends, so its not like there isn't anyone there for me if I'm in trouble. Of course, I write this down, but for some reason I don't seem convinced that shit happens sometimes, and that I have people to help me handle things when times get rough. (Like how many times have I said this exact same thing in this very journal! I just wanna yell at myself, "be convinced, dammit!") I seriously just need to let go and only start stressing myself when the problem actually fricking happens rather than ruining the problem-free times with these bouts of anxiousness!
