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Its Damn Late

I should be in bed, but fuck it, I was in bed most of today. After last night feeling a little under the weather (kind of that 'onset of a cold' type feeling), I felt a lot better today, but I still just hung around and took it easy till tonight when my good friend Grover came over and we went to see "Spun" after eating a quick bite at Greenblatts. Man, lemme tell you, even though I've never done any kind of drugs, let alone amphetamines, watching "Spun" made me feel like a junkie. That is one of the most hyper, and visually foul and raw films I've ever seen. But I really liked it. I gotta say, really I like any movie that makes movie stars look horribly unglamourous, and this movie has that in spades: just about everyone has really bad teeth and dark circles around the eyes or acne, and just about all of them do something really awful on camera. Its not at all like "Requiem for a Dream", in that it does not try to make a really overtly strong anti-drug statement. Instead its a lot more comical, and lets the anti-drug message get across just by looking at these people who are doing it and living their fucked up lives. Anyway, check it out, its definitely interesting, if nothing else, and in my opinion its yet another movie where Brittany Murphy seems perfectly cast as a cracked-out skeeze (I have a suspicion she's drawing on some personal experience when I see her in these types of roles).

Anyway, after that, we went to North for a drink (which of course I didn't have). Lemme tell you about North, if you've never been: North is like the prototypical "Hollywood bar". Its got the low lights and the chic setting with all the anorexic "beautiful people" and the pseudo-hip DJ spinning crap mixed with stuff that's supposed to be ironic and funny (tonight's choice was "We Will Rock You" by Queen). Anyway, these types of place are definitely not my thing as I just look at everyone and think "are there any real people in here, or is everyone a cliched stereotype?" Luckily it was just one drink, then Grover and I came back here where we had a long, fantastic conversation about "life and shit", to quote Little Junior Brown. Grover and I decided we need to be hanging out more often, as we seem to have a really good time when we do. Anyway, what with Daylight Savings and all, its even later than it should be, so I'm off to bed.