i watched the rules of attraction last night/this morning. mr black black ocean was watching it one day, and it said "sex" on the back of the box. two things were totally disappointing:



1) that there's a special feature on the really cool hallway shot. i was stoked just to see the shot. dissecting it really didn't turn me on.



2) apparently, i'm not supposed to know who the letter writer is. it was so obvious. it's that lame ass memento shit all over again. i wonder if wull has seen it? we're the only two people that saw those 2 frames the first time.



21 grams comes out tomorrow. i'll see it this weekend. i'm fucking stoked. i need my rabbi. we could hang out at some strange bar and see a movie. actually, maybe i'll get some nerve and ask a girl. i know of one who wants to see this movie.



the rock action has me totally manic. we're practicing friday (hopefully denver's finest won't make an appearance), then driving to the radio station, then driving back to the venue. it's like 2 blocks from andrews haus. at least we can stumble "home".



i think that i'll go to work. it's almost 4:30 or some shit. i have a lot of loose ends to tie up so that i can take friday off. the boss yelled at me for working 3 hours late yesterday. i told him to chill out.