Lotsa cleaning this week. Mentally and physically (my apartment, I mean. I shower every morning). My visa for Japan will be ready for pick-up on Friday but I need a plane ticket to pick it up so I'm searching websites for a good deal. I also need travellers cheques to prove I won't be a hobo. I took down a bunch of posters and drawings I had on my walls last night and now my place looks extra white. The fact that this move is actually happening is starting to dawn on me now. It used to be far away with less pressure. I'll let my landlord know I'll be moving out with the next rent payment. I have a various phone and internet places to call and let them know to disconnect as well. Seeeee ya.

I watched Half Nelson while I worked just now. Awesome movie except the shifty close-up shots got a bit much. Otherwise, I found myself glued to everything happening. Especially the body language from Gosling. The dude is mesmerizing in this film. Very subtle. Very real. I've been inspired and I'm finding that happens less and less these days. I think what was most golden were the many small twists and turns without being twists and turns. Things pushing and pulling at each other in equal and less equal parts. Loved it.

I sold most of my stock of novels this past weekend. I've read pretty much every Coupland book out there and had to let them all go so now I'm slightly depressed about my loss. I kept my favourite, though, being Girlfriend in a Coma. I was reading chapters from it this morning to comfort myself.

Anyway, fuck. I say anyway, in every post. At least I don't say anyways which isn't a word.

TAK