The Flight of the Rocketman

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect, and touch and greet each other. -- Rainer Maria Rilke

It has been a very, very long day. Work has caught up with me. And I feel like I'm drowning here. Everyone has been telling me that I shouldn't work too hard; that I am putting too much unwanted stress into my system. After a while, you have to start thinking that maybe everyone else is right.

But at least, today, I look good.

Ha Ha Ha Little moments of joy.

We had Chicosci in our show awhile ago and they were rocking! The intensity was amazing! I was blown away. They were cool. They rock.

Constantine will be showing soon. Next week, I think. I want to see that. I know it looks nothing like how the comic book reads but then again, I'm a sucker for all that special effects/supernatural stuff. And Rachel Weisz is always a selling point.

Oh yeah, I really can't find my collection of Kabuki by David Mack. Someone borrowed it and totally forgot to return it. It's been so long now. I hope
they lose a toe or something.

Well, all the people who borrowed stuff from me and never returned them and don't even bother to remind me that it's with them. Bastards. I hope they lose three of their toes.

God! This is such a scattered post. Need sleep.