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Dec. 4th, 2006 05:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The second Matrix film is by far my favorite, for the Merovingian's speech on casuality, and the incredible horrifying car chase scenes. I remember watching this in the theater, and feeling a bit neurotic driving afterwards. Trinity on that Ducati is the sexiest thing, but oh my god, those chases. The dialogue in these movies is something else but I don't know what.
I finally did my Vampire Hunter D book, which of course was right in front of my face the entire time.
Today I was terribly productive. I worked eight hours, did some very thorough training, went to the grocery store, made dinner, had a cocktail and cleaned my bathroom. Ahh bleach, my good friend. It's so clean. Now I just need to clean my room.
"We're talking less than five minutes here."
"In five minutes I'll tear that whole goddamned building down."
I finally did my Vampire Hunter D book, which of course was right in front of my face the entire time.
Today I was terribly productive. I worked eight hours, did some very thorough training, went to the grocery store, made dinner, had a cocktail and cleaned my bathroom. Ahh bleach, my good friend. It's so clean. Now I just need to clean my room.
"We're talking less than five minutes here."
"In five minutes I'll tear that whole goddamned building down."
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Date: 2006-12-05 12:02 am (UTC)On Tuesday I lost my keys and had to ask Emily to please not lock the door while I was at work (thank God I have a spare car key). I got home and looked for them forever (after looking for them forever that morning), and never found them. Finally, when I was getting ready for bed, I discovered them hidden in a pile of laundry. Please don't ask me how they got there.
Then last night, I looked all over my apartment for my stinking wallet and never found it. Then, before I went to bed, I looked again and there I found it inside the tiny inside zipper pocket of my purse. The only think I ever keep in that pocket is a tampon.
It's all the stress. It's making me loopy.
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Date: 2006-12-05 04:49 am (UTC)As evidenced: http://patchwolf.livejournal.com/104080.html