~ After Pins of Light (which was a mess) I felt so lethargic that I bailed on my staff BBQ. That’s makes three extracurricular staff events I’ve missed in a row. I actually have never been to one. I just didn’t have the energy to act “normal” for any more hours that week. After all, it’s monday today and that’s another 40 hours of subverting my ideals. So I went to the Devil and Daniel Johnston at the 218. It was the proper choice — really quite an fantastic movie. Though it was worrying to myself as his doodles are really a lot like some of mine and there was his whole Laura obsession which somewhat paralleled my Liz obsession. Of course, I don’t still write 1000’s of songs about her. And I never went nuts. I suppose there’s a little Daniel Johnston in all of us. Except for the people I work with. There’s no Daniel Johnston in them. Lucky bastards.
~ I was so ill at work today. I couldn’t call in sick because Pentti has decided to work part time and I knew he wasn’t coming in. So I went in to get the shit that needed to get done… er, done. But lacked the mental capacity to actually do it. So I just wrote emails. And complained.
~ Apparently there’s going to be some 30-foot TV on the back wall of the Port Theatre that’s going to show 24-hour olympics coverage. Which I guess the methies will watch. It’s going to cost the city 300 grand or something ridiculous. Post-olympics it’s going to show advertizements. Times Square style. Maybe it’s all a rumour.