Good freaking lord.
I am feeling strange.
I helped some relatives move into their apartment this afternoon. I honestly can’t remember working that hard ever before in my life. After 2 or 3 hours of doing that, I bet I’ll be one sore bastard tomorrow…. and it was pouring rain the entire time.
I finally got around to watching “Bruce Almighty” this evening… it was alright. I was disappointed. Perhaps I’m becoming a jaded movie watcher? Do I already make up my mind before even setting foot into the theatre? I left the movie early, because I went to the next screen to see the sneak of “The Hulk.” This was quite a bit better, and after several starts and stops because of bad splices and such, I got out of the theatre at 2am. One thing I remember: Jennifer Connelly is incredibly beautiful. With a capital B.
On feeling strange, I think my extreme tiredness from helping move, combined with several large glasses of Mountain Dew during the movies, may have made a deadly combination. I seriously feel not right at all… disconnected, over-alert and jittery. How fun, especially when I would love to be sleeping.
At least this was all free. With a capital F.