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so after many hours of computer games, at about 7pm, i got a sudden, inexplicable urge to see american psycho.  maybe the grisly murder i committed last night had something to do with it, actually.  so i went on down to blockbuster and rented it.  I was going to do a christian bale double-feature, but their dvd copies of newsies were out, so i picked up blue velvet instead.

i ultimately had to watch blue velvet, as it's due tuesday and my monday night was booked.  god damn david lynch for just creating the most surreal and disturbing characters and scenes.  nothing quite beats dennis hopper as a nitrous sniffing homicidal fetishist with tourettes.  yeesh.  what a crazy crazy man.  after the movie i started watching the hour+ documentary, but had to cut it after 10 minutes because i needed my sleep.  now it turns out my monday night dork sessions don't start till next week, so i can settle down with it tomorrow night.

toooo much music.  i need the time to give these albums the multiple listenings to they deserve.  instead, beulah just becomes background music as i do my night time stuff.  so i walk away thinking "yeah, it sounded nice." without any specific memories of any one song.  sigh.  also, i'm super pissed because i missed the newsgroup post of the flaming lips radio promo for the new album.  heard two of the three tracks a bunch on zbc and they're so good and i want to listen to them more.

i love fucked up dreams.  i had about a zillion of them last night.  they really ran the gamut, some downright bizarre like the one where katie and i were driving somewhere in separate cars and i was following her and she called me to tell me she just saw some girl make her mom a poo and jelly sandwich.  and some that are downright disturbing.  either way, i love em.  dreams are crazy things yo.

oooh, the all-time quarterback album.  ben gibbard from death cab doing solo stuff.  elation.