And just like that, we're back to work. I actually had a very busy week off, but naturally, I have forgotten all of it. Probably because of the lack of sleep! I napped real hard yesterday so wasn't able to even settle down to pretend to sleep until about two in the morning, but I was able to drag myself out of bed a couple of hours later regardless, and that's what really matters, right?

I managed to carve out about half an hour of deck lounger time in between the alternating rain and smoke, which is... something, I guess. Truly hurts me to feel like I'm wasting the longest days of the year, but I cannot yet control nature.

Went to the movies THREE times last week, which was wonderful for my spirit. After the Monday Mystery Movie, there was a Wednesday showing of 2001: A Space Odyssey as part of this 60th anniversary thing Landmark is doing for the rest of the year and it was amazing to see on the big screen. And then Ballerina was a lot of fun in our usual Saturday slot! A worthy addition to the 'bisexual lighting action movie' genre, a long-overdue payoff to the promise No Time to Die showed re: Ana de Armas, and I hope they make three more of them; the John Wick universe (jaywoo) and its assassin-based economy is too weird and wonderful not to keep going (I never watched The Continental because of the Mel Gibson of it all, was it any good?).

And then I found motherfucking carpet beetle worms. Four in my bathroom, one under where I keep spare blankets, a bunch under my laundry hamper in the closet. I think it's a mark of maturity that I'm not completely freaking out and burning everything when I really, really want to because oh my god I can't do this again. For now, I've just cleaned the bathroom extensively because that's the easiest room to secure and now I'll just... see if they recur and keep eliminating potential sources if so. There was a dead one in a bathroom drawer, so maybe they came from there originally (the vents, maybe??) and just spread via floordrobe (which I will obviously be cracking down on) and this will take care of the problem? Please, please, please, god.

Grabbed a couple of records in a sale and they sent me the wrong one, which is very annoying now, while I'm still waiting for the replacement of the one I most wanted (Beat the Champ, an album I loved long before I randomly became able to appreciate it on Much Deeper Levels), but will be very neat once it comes in and I will have basically gotten a free album out of the mixup. Things to look forward to! I switched this paragraph with the last one to end on a more positive note.

( Album #483/1001: Outkast - Speakerboxxx/The Love Below )

June Movie Count: 6 (Ballerina, Full Metal Jacket, 2001: A Space Odyssey, Will-o'-the-Wisp, The Life of Chuck, Tetsuo: The Iron Man)

I mostly just watched wrestling and Enterprise this week for some reason? Which was not as fulfilling as a variety of movies likely would have been, but Fyter Fest was great, and the episode where Trip gets Never Let Me Go'd did make me cry a tiny bit, which is very embarrassing. One week to freedom!

RIP Brian Wilson!

LAST DAY. It's been a long week for some reason. Possibly the weather? Probably the weather. I was supposed to be busting out the deck lounger right about now! I guess I'll see what the weekend brings and just kick it until then. Keep on chooglin'.

Mike Flanagan simply does not miss with Stephen King adaptations! You carve that niche for yourself, dude!

Goals for tonight: Do my nails, finally finish X-Men '97, and a run. Can I do it? I wanna do it!

( Album #485/1001: M.I.A. - Arular )

June Movie Count: 2 (The Life of Chuck, Tetsuo: The Iron Man)

A smoky, cold, rainy start to the month, happy pride I guess!! At least we got some beautiful thunderstorms last night and my jeans weren't wet for too long this morning. Think I'm absolutely going to feign an emergency and bail an hour early tomorrow night to go to the movies if my mom's up to it, though; hopefully telling her what I think the mystery movie is will provide enough motivation. Just gotta make it through the next few days!

20. How Much Information Is ‘Too Much Information’?

It truly depends on who you're talking to, doesn't it? The thresholds are wildly different for your doctor and your Uber driver.

FINAL MAY MOVIE COUNT: 37 (Mifune, Thief, The Cry of Granuaire, Lured, Out of Here, Hannah and Her Sisters, Mission: Impossible - The Final Reckoning, The Insider, River of Grass, Strip Nude for Your Killer, Kaili Blues, The Last of the Mohicans, Death Walks at Midnight, Deep Red, Bring Her Back, Final Destination Bloodlines, The Image You Missed, Don't Torture a Duckling, The Assassin, Who Saw Her Die?, Trenque Lauquen, Amadeus x2, Clown in a Cornfield, Torso, The Best Way to Walk, Donnie Darko, Mind Game, A Fish Called Wanda, All the Colors of the Dark x2, Thunderbolts*, Until Dawn, What Have They Done to Your Daughters? x2, The Fog)

Also, Short Films: 16 (Classified People, Fannie's Film, A Slice of Lynch, Nana, Lacuna, Killing Time, Pete, Pauline Alone, Meet Marlon Brando, The Red Tree, Green Bush, Yudie, It Happens to Us, Chris and Bernie, Betty Tells Her Story, Hot Ticket)

Overall, I think my attempt to watch more movies last month was a resounding success, I saw lots of really good shit (as well as a couple of real duds), and I'm going to try to keep it going! Lotta giallo. Lotta Michael Mann. One really long Argentinian movie. A bunch of rewatches, too. I've fallen waaaaaay behind on TV shows, though, so I'm going to have to strike more of a balance in June. And also catch up on BOSJ before I get spoiled for the winner, somehow.

It's one of those days where every 'good morning' feels like a personal attack. It's been so hot and beautiful outside, which has, naturally, meant freezing in a horrible artificial icebox all day while everyone coming in from outside tells me how good it feels and I try not to stab them in the face with my pen, and it's so smoky today that I can't even spend my lunch break outside in the sunshine unless the wind performs some miracles in the next six hours. Also I somehow lost my wired earbuds with the dongle because heaven forbid phones have headphone jacks these days and I am mad about everything, so I am simply going to cast my mind back to the weekend, and the emotional catharsis that was Double or Nothing.

( AEW Double or Nothing 2025 )

it's almost lunchtime so I'm not reading over that, hopefully it's not gibberish!!! HALFWAY THERE