I think I have just reached a new low in movielog entry writing lameness. rotfl.

Must be one of those moods where I laugh at my own stupidy. lol again.

Nevermind that Bitscape. He's just gone over the edge again. Too much sitting around, watching crap on VH1, and operating cute little monkies who dance around in rolling spheres for one day.

But at least I ate my asparagus. Hah!

Would that I had the ambition to write some new features for the collective, or code up some of that stuff I've been meaning to do on the lounge. Theoretically, vacations like this are a good time to do stuff like that. Maybe my motivational engine just needs a kick in the pants. Maybe.

[Bitscape gets up, retrieves a bottle of green tea from the fridge, and drinks.]

Time to ponder the meaning of life...

Life on this lovely little planet.

I just had a sudden thought, and somehow, it sounds like a really good idea. Watch Contact again. Tonight, maybe? It has been many moons since I last viewed it. Many, many moons.

Yes, what better time than now? I think this plan has merit.

Sorry to bow out so quickly without really saying anything about anything, but I've got a film to watch. Contact is one that is worth watching over, and over, and over again. It must be, since I saw it 3 (or was it 4) times during its theatrical run, and who knows how many times on DVD? Still not tired of it yet.

Caffeine, making me shake. Bye now.