June 4, 2004

The phone rings at 11:26 last night.

My parents: "There's been an accident, somebody's hurt"

My sister: "Somebody broke up. They're in tears and they want to talk to me"

Me: Well, I didn't have a clue why anyone would be calling.


Tina (via the phone): OHMYGODHARRYPOTTER C'MON BOB LET'S GO SEE IT!!!

Me: Ok.


Midnight showing of Harry Potter. Jaw-dropping. Visual orgasm, directed by the love child of Julie Taymor, Peter Jackson, Tim Burton, Erich von Stroheim and Ang Lee, if such a thing were possible. Best movie I've seen in a long time.

More later, as it is 3:15 right now, and I work 8 hours tomorrow.

I mean today. Fuck.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.