tuesday, june 8


net.connections close to dead stop been
up 36+ hours stop finally for check stop 
deposited money to my room mate stop e-mail
so dead had to use middle-person to mail
for me stop pathetic stop stayed up all night 
stop but feel fine hence stop
Well I finally got to see 'The Idiots' by Lars von Trier, and once again I'm floored. I'm almost a a point where I'd crash the filming of Björk's new movie in Sweden just so I could harass HIM, not her. Might have something to do with the fact that he seems less prone to killing me in a violenty tantrum than Björk does. Plus he IS cute, and I'm a moron.

Speaking of which, I saw Björk's new video for 'All is Love'. Hm. Two Björk-androids making out. Kind of.. surprising concept, but then, that's part of why I like her and her video's so much.

I've spent a lot of time dialing numbers that refuse to let me through, and even more time staying put on the couch that has become my homebase since I can't stay in my own cute house (due to the water damage when a heater broke and ruined the old, old computer in there, plus the tons of piles of video cassettes and papers/magazines I kept stacked on the floor. I'm hoping the top layer films managed to come through untouched and undamaged - I can't bear to know I lost such rarities as 'Friday the 13'th Part I', 'Depeche Mode - Songs of Faith and Devotion live', 'Terminator II' and 'Flashdance'.

My brother has reached a point where he's seen most everything in the regular video store (as have I) and's now renting movies that we know from the start to be utterly horrid. It's amazing what shite some well-respected actors participate in (presumably for the money :/)

Then again, considering I spent most of last week while waiting for that oh-so-elusive pay check to show up trying to figure out if I had anything at all of worth that I could sell, I guess I shouldn't be so uppity about it. I think I'm one of those who, if approached at the right time, would agree to appear in a Vaginax commercial for the money.

WeEeEeE, who needs pride anyways?



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