It's midnight. I'm tiptoeing past Justin's room. He is sleeping soundly, as he has to get up in about five hours to go to work. I'm carrying my computer, which just finished a song and is mercifully quiet. Until, of course, I pass the actual threshold to his room. Then:

NAAAAAANTS INGONYAAMAAA BAGITHI BABA!!!!!!!!

Yes. My computer chose that exact moment to play The Circle of Life. And my life continues to be my life.

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