And my head hurts. I’m supposed to hang out with friends tonight; John will make strong drinks and play Samurai Shodown. Patrick is a self-righteous bloviator. He is always trying to sell me something. See this movie, go to this restaurant, buy this, go here, etc.
That’s what’s in store for me later. For now I’m watching the Protector, and it’s at the scene when Tony Jaa breaks 200 zillion arms in the space of 10 minutes. After that I’m going to rewind and watch it again. I wonder what everyone’s doing in Manhattan tonight.
