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[wickedflea]

Nutty-ass Monday. I was working 'til late last night on my latest proofreading project and barely made it to work on time this morning. Then I spent half the morning on the phone -- not a good way to get your head straight on a Monday morning. Oh, well. At least it made the morning go fairly quickly.

Sometime last week, I noticed a bunch of signs around my neighborhood posted by someone looking for a lost cat named Manny. I thought that a pretty cool name for a cat, then remembered the title of that Luscious Jackson EP, In Search of Manny. Yeah, I thought, they're in search of Manny. Then, Saturday night, I watched the movie Go, in which there's a character named Manny. I didn't really think anything about it until the scene in which Manny -- rolling on X -- sees (hallucinates?) a sign for a lost cat named Manny. Holy shit, I thought -- we're ALL in search of Manny! It's the great quest of all humanity -- the Search for Manny.

Well, it made sense at the time. Sort of, anyway.



I also watched Donnie Darko. The weirdness of Go was no match for the tussin freakout of Darko. I really dig it -- I think. It freaked me out, but god hell, it was an experience. I've never seen anything like it. I gotta watch it again when I muster the nerve. Oh, and check out the website. It's just about as fucked up as the movie.

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I've enjoyed Netflix quite a bit since joining a few months ago. It doesn't take long for me to get discs -- usually only two or three days. (Well, from the time they send them out, that is. About 5-7 days from the time I return a batch until getting the next.) My discs almost always come from a distibution center in Flushing, NY, which of course is less than 100 miles from here. It might still take a good while for discs to get down south. (Unless they have other dist. centers -- but the only two that I know of are in NY and California.)