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Gonna be working some overtime at the Yorba Linda office for the next few weeks. It'll suck, but it'll be financially rewarding and its just for a month. My life descends further into Office Space tedium. Fuck it. I just need to find a girl that loves Kung Fu (or Slayer. Slayer is a reasonable substitute for Kung Fu).

Things are beginning to feel pretty good again. I prefer it to not feeling pretty good. There's a scene in Hedwing and the Angry Inch where Hansel gets some colorful gummy bears from a serviceman who has the hots for him. While eating one he remarks "I feel so optimistic." That's me right now, except without the large black armyman who wants to bone me.

Got around to seeing Match Point, the last Woody Allen movie. Pretty good I must say.

Need some new tunes. Throw recommendations my way. I'll try pretty much anything, so don't hold back.

I can't get lines from the movie Trainspotting out of my goddamned head. I think it's the accent that makes them so hard to shake. The only real problem is that, being that I don't hang out with Scottish junkies, none of the lines really work in context of anything I'm involved in. I'm relegated to repeating them at inopportune times and looking like a crazy person. Oh well. The only one that really works is "I've got balls like fookin' wa'ermelons, I'm tellin' ye."