I saw another movie staring Lindsay Lohan. This one is called Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen. It was a lot like Mean Girls, really. Both are set in a high school, both are about girls who are really manipulative, etc. I was expecting more from Confessions-- for some reason, I thought it would be like some semi arty Ghost World-type thing, but it was about a stone's throw from the Princess Diaries, which was way overrated. I'm sure you're really interested in all this.

I must say I'm in a bit of a funk right now. I'm inexplicably depressed and feeling disenchanted. Although, I do have The Streets to keep me engaged in reality and I'm feeling creative. Every artist is a cannibal, and all that, I suppose.

Here's an excerpt from a journal entry of mine that I just found this afternoon:

8/11/03

I write in this volume as my usual one is far away. Tonight I sleep in Bloomington for the last time in my own bed, in my own home, at least. Tomorrow, I leave. And as I leave, I leave behind friends and lovers, and my beloved Fort Cocks I leave behind little. My friends, after all, I will still all see, albeit in different combinations and frequencies. In the two years since I first wrote of being in Bloomington, much has changed and much remained. The memories-- hazy though they may be -- are of the best of times, times full of freedom and laughter. [...] But I have been in a moment, and moments, by their very nature, must end.

So over at the Blockety-B they've got this new marketing slogan emphasizing how much "more" there suddenly is there -- more choices, more movies, more savings, more yada yada. To support this campaign, we've all been given new T-shirts with semi-random slogans like "More is a Beautiful Thing" or, in the case of the T-shirt that I was wearing last night, "I'm A Big Fan of More."

So there I am, wearing this shirt when a customer comes up to me, obviously a little upset. He says, "I can't believe they let you wear such a political shirt! That movie is full of lies!" Huh? I think before realizing that this guy thinks I'm wearing a shirt to support Michael Moore. That's Moore not more.

I explained that the shirt is just part of the marketing campain, but I don't think he believed me.

The other day while driving home from work, I spotted a huge, writhing white mass on the side of the road. Bewhildered and confused, I stopped my car to gaze at the terrifying and mysterious blob. Then, as it twisted more, a head emerged and I could see its snout. Oh, I thought as I calmly drove away, polar bear.

What a week for washed-up 90's alternative musicians! First Glen Danzig gets knocked out. Now Courtney Love is a fugitive from the law.

Fun fact: 80% of the people who rent videos on July 4th are foreigners.

A belated 18th birthday shout-out to regular reader Lindsay Lohan. You go girl!