Heartbreakin'

Dude. I can't sleep. It's 4:17 AM, and I am craving some orange juice. It's just too dang cold to go to the kitchen. So screw that, argh. Today was nice. Kind of. Stressful. But when I got back to San Jose, I got the house to myself (which is awesome), and I just took a nap. I went to the movies with Alex, Maureen, Noemi, Lil, Ellen, and Christian. We saw Closer. GREAT movie, I say. Talk about beautifully complicated. Whoo man. Then we went to IHOP and I ate a whole lot again...I have to kind of control myself, I've noticed. We made lots of noise up in there, and then these high school kids came in in their Winter Formal clothes, and that irked me in particular because I was not a big fan of high school and I'm even less of a fan of dressing up formal, and then we left. Good catching up, you know? It was good.

Clive Owen is hunky. Jude Law is pretty scrawny...or lanky...what's the word? Julia Roberts is pale and depressing in that movie. Natalie Portman...what? What happened to you?

Some things are still sticking in my mind. Can't shake them. Not so much yet. Fail...I hope not. Rejected....yeah. You know what I mean? You know?

I can't sleep. What friggin' torture is this....