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It's six in the morning, and all I can think about is the fact that I can't bloody find my first volume of the Vampire Hunter D books. I would really like to be re-reading them but I can't do that if I can't start with the first book. Argh. Also, I am going to work three hours earlier than normal because I offered to help one of the training supervisors with something. It was a nice gesture, but I am hating myself now. Too early, too early.

(Where is my book??!?!?!?!?!?!)

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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."