Yesterday was a bit of a whirlwind. In my head, I've been heading to Florida on Friday, January 10th for a long while. Much to my surprise, I am actually going the following weekend. The good news: that's the weekend I bought my tix for; the bad news: I'd scheduled a 5 day workshop of Will Eno's play KING for the same weekend. I think it'll all work out. But on the other hand, I'll probably be a lot more stressed and exhaused than I intended.


In other news, man, i eat and waste way too much money eating Chinese Food. I watched Jerry Maguire again last night. Why exactly? I think it is such a strange movie. Tom Cruise doesn't really love her, does he? He says some things that appear that he has changed, at the end, sort of. But has he? Doesn't he really just hate to be alone? He had her at hello,
sure, but what has changed. He loves the kid more than he loves her. Right?