Polished off a 100ml bottle of Flight Club rum, a present I got a while back. Then downed a sample bottle of Chivas Regal.
Finished Bloody Social Worker by Richard Wills, an exposé autobiography on the profession. More on that later.
Rewatched Mulholland Drive, a David Lynch movie. Woman staggers down a Hollywood street clutching a bag of money and no recollection of anything. Meets an aspiring actress; together they go to an audition and meet the director and… nothing makes sense from therein. Very weird. Not sure there’s much to understand. As much as I like it, I’m don’t know why it’s considered a classic.
Dear month. Car bills, mostly. Saw Akira in 4K on the big screen in Vue on Friday night. Amazing Japanese sci-fi, just wanted to see it large even though I’ve got the DVD. 15 bastard quid for a standard cinema seat. That’s more than I paid for the physical media in 2002.
For the Love of Horror convention yesterday. Blog posts to come. Had a celeb photo booked, got another on the day.
Went to Daytime Disco in Joshua Brooks, solo, as my sole Meetup attendee seemingly bought a ticket and backed out. Blog post on that to come also.
Annual Leave tomorrow. Big writing day.
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