Manic monday
Starbuck [17:23]
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Work up with a jump at 07:00, Monday morning melancholy spiked by the realisation that, although I'd left both my tie and my work shoes at home, my body itself did not happen to be at home. It was to be a day of hiding my dirty trainers under the desk.
Not only that, but a hectic work day also, trying to catch up on things I'd earmarked for last week, last month, last year.
That part of the day now draws to a close, thankfully curtailed by a prescheduled engagement at the local swimming pool, where I am due to get unduly irritated by gits doing the crawl - watch as they wind up their lower limbs, put their blindfolds on, and torpedo across the pool until they reach the other wall...
And following a bite to eat with the ladyfriend, I have a late-night engagement with excruciating big-screen ultraviolence, courtesy of a nice Korean gentleman known as Old Boy.
I may not sleep well tonight.
NEXT MORNING UPDATE I didn't. Head was swimming with images, both cinematic and related to working tasks, with the awesome nu-classical Kronos Quartet soundtrack from Requiem For A Dream pulsing through my restlessness.
OldBoy was magnificent, by the way. Best film of the year. Or of last year, when it was actually released in the UK. Or of the year before, when it exploded into cinemas in Korea. Perhaps. Or best film within my Recent Film System Processing Tray, anyway.
I was sorely tempted to get the DVD in Tesco the night after seeing it at the cinema. Very sorely. But I was afraid it might have been a bit cut (it didn't mention the live octopus eating in the warning box on the back!)