3AM in the morning. Yes, that's redundant. 3AM in the morning always needs that extra emphasis. Can't sleep.
Phantom Mind: That strange sensation... long after you've lost your mind, where you could swear you still feel it slipping away. Utterly preposterous of course.
Today I hate : People that accelerate in the slow lane to cut you off when you're trying to merge onto the freeway. Grr.
Last night's movie: Stranger than Fiction, which I enjoyed far more than I was expecting to.
Tonight's movie: The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill, which was rather endearing for a random documentary about a nutty San Fransiscian and a flock of quirky wild birds he hangs out with.
Tomorrow's movie: Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room.