This year- Day two hundred and eighty.
2010-04-05/5:14 a.m.

The best thing about Hot Tub Time Machine (see last entry) was something I forgot to mention. In it, when they go back to the 80s, everything is true that was true in crappy 80s movies. There is a ski patrol, run by preppy jerks who are also awesome fighters and score all the chicks. Also, they are named Blaine. And everyone does copious amounts of cocaine.

I hung out with Kathleen and realized that she is really happy these days. It's awesome. She deserves it and I am so happy for her. It's crazy what a difference 10 months can make.


A note I found in a drawer.
The Extra Lens and Adultery.
Books are beautiful.
Ira Glass made me feel better about things.
Something that happened yesterday.