It was 5:55 AM, Wednesday morning. Guess what I was doing, of course, sleeping. My cats have full run of the apartment, what's mine, is theirs. So it's not uncommon for Evelyn to crash on my bed. At 5:55 AM, I wake up to a cat, jumping over my body and landing on my arm. I don't think she planned to land on my arm, as my arm became a panic-induced scratching post.
EVELYN!
I woke up and was in pain. I took that photo and then cleaned my wounds. I went back to bed but not before kicking all cats out of my bedroom, I was pissed! It's bad when you can't even sleep! Those claws are going this weekend (Just a trim, no declawing here). CATS!
I'm taking Friday off to get some sleep, there will be no diary on Friday. It's weird, we aren't shooting this week but we still have to work. It feels like I can stay up all night but really, I can't but I am. It's hard to explain.
My friend Jay and I saw HERO last night.
Bob saw this film
It was pretty good but getting back to the sleep thing; I found myself nodding off more than once. But it wasn't a reflection on the film. I just have to see it again. It was a beautiful movie. They may have used one too many flashbacks for me, other than that, it was good. Jay liked it but he'd like to see it again too. Jet Li was the main character but I didn't even know it was him, it was odd. I guess I don't know Jet Li. This is the worst film review ever! Ha ha. Bruce Lee is my Photo of the Day today because he was a good guy and made great films (Hero made me think about his work). I almost got a Bruce Lee tattoo once. I was in Barcelona and I wanted to do something so I'd remember the trip. I think I liked the Bruce Lee tattoo because I was into his films at that time and it'd be so COOL! Ha ha. Looking back on it now, all I have to say is THANK GOD the tattoo artist wasn't in, ha ha.
On my way home from the movie I stopped in the Burrito place for some dinner. There was a woman in there trying to buy a diet coke with, I think, a $50 dollar bill. But the guy didn't have any one's. I just stood there and watched the woman walk out, sodaless. Then it hit me, I should have bought it for her and took her photo for my diary. Damn, damn, damn! Then after that idea, I thought; I'd buy her a soda for the story but not for the humanity of it? Kind of sad, that my diary has become more important than dealing with people. On second thought, screw it, people suck. And who buys a soda with a $50? Wake up sweets, it's 2004, the 60's were 20...30... A long time ago.
See you on Monday -- have a great weekend!
Sincerely your internet friend,
Bob
