(I understand driveby's now...people drive like their brains have been transformed into Koosh (tm) Balls out here in Cali...ESPECIALLY in parking lots)

I finally get to the theatre around 10:00 only to be informed that the shows are sold out until midnight, unless I want to see "Tarzan". I am by myself, with 20 people in line behind me looking at the showings and I panicked...I bought the damn ticket. I walked around this surreal Vegas-style entertainment complex for TWO hours! My mind slowly transformed into a bowl of instant oatmeal with too much water added.

I finally get into the theatre and the volume is so incredibly loud that I have to cover my ears for the last HOUR of the movie! I LOVE loud movies, but when I turned around, I see about two-thirds of the audience in the second stage of the chimps ("Hearing" no evil?)because the freakin film is too loud! Unreal...it was "Deep Blue Sea" by the way. I actually enjoyed the film in spite of the volume and left the complex, vowing never to return again. I hate bright lights, big city...

My neighbor is leaving in September to go back to Washington. His girlfriend is REALLY pissed, because it doesn't seem that he is even making an effort to stay. Their relationship is strange...I dunno. I buckled. I am a bad man. I bought a pack of smokes when I was at this Spectrum place and another today. Sara is going to be pissed when she finds out. I haven't told her yet...I am sort of scared to, because I want to her to come and visit in October. I am going to tell her within the next couple of days, as I don't want a relationship based on that kind of "reward" system anyway. I think she'll be a little ticked, but understand. She just doesn't want to date a smoker, and I fully understand...I just don't know whether I have sufficient impetus to quit...and it's got to be my own, ya know?

I am registered for classes as of about 2 hours ago. (wooohooo!)

An Ex of mine has totally snubbed me, we'll call her "Val". We had a wonderful little tryst near the end of June when I first got to California, and have had great conversations since then, but in the last couple of weeks, even though we made plans, which she broke (i.e.-I haven't heard from her since we made the plans) she hasn't contacted me. I've kept in touch with her for almost 7 years since we dated, with no expectations, and always being one of her best supporters. She initiated the brief fling we had and we both seemed okay with it. I called and left 3 messages over the two weeks because I was worried and if I had no reason to BE worried, I should be pissed!

I have major issues with people wasting my time. I despise excessive lateness, and no-shows get the boot. *kaboom*! Maybe it's my own issues of insecurity, but if people are not able to respect my time and priorities in simple matters like these, how can I trust them when it really counts? I meet a lot of people in the business I am in and it sucks to have to do this, but the first impression is EVERYTHING. People don't get second chances with me. I am generally not into revenge. Dammit, it's simple...if you are going to be REALLY late or not show up, you let the person know! Common fucking courtesy.

(anyone else notice I have a filthy fucking mouth? Bah...Graeme, don't let your kids read this.)

Anyhow...that's enough venting. Life is good...carpe mea schlong.