The quick catch-up course for those not actively participating (that is, most of you...):

Dear Diary,

Thursday, 24th: Saw Magnolia. Was impressed. Have no urge to see it again, but am glad to have experienced it. Was delighted at Tom Cruise's performance, but still refuse to "Respect the cock".

Friday, 25th: Had soul-bearing D&M with A. No, you don't get any more details, I'm afraid, but several things that needed to be cleared up have been. We don't have fights, we just have points where the tensions get greater and need to be resolved. We'd make a great narrative.

Saturday, 26th: Intended to catch up on the sleep missed for the last week during the day. Failed. At night we had Dawborn. Was rendered so teeth-grindingly furious by the display of blatant disregard and stupidity by my fellow residents that I got gothed and angry (Kittie was employed) and came down to strut my stuff at the bar night afterwards.

Sunday, 27th: Was hit by intense lack of sleep. Existed as a zombie for most of the day. Missed breakfast due to daylight saving. Have an hour-long nap that runs one hour over time. Watched Fifth Element and Matrix big-screen (aka: sheet of butcher's paper on the wall, a damn interesting way to do it). Compared Bruce Willis to Keanu Reeves. Reevesy needs to take himself a little less seriously. Or at least, appear to.

I wish I could live up to my own expectations with this blog at the moment, but I'm tired, so tired it feels like I'm wearing my sunglasses behind my eyes. I don't know how I'm going to face up to a week like this. At some point, I will regain my sleep equilibrium, and then hopefully the miscellania will flow.

Until then, I leave you with the following thoughts: (1) What is with the blood in Fifth Element? You know, when it trickles down Gary Oldman's face? It looks like chocolate sauce. (2) Why do we never get to see what is inside Aglie's pill box in Pendulum?