my attempt at continuous updates continues

writing immediately following an aborted viewing of Insomnia.  oddly
lacking criterion edtiion - no apparent special features.  a mildly
interesting plot lost my attention by moving too slowly and containing no
characters I liked / cared about.  well, there was the one redhead.  she
wasn't a developed character, but she was cute.  and in a sex scene -
probably only 60 frames or so, jump cut.  I have an undeniable thing -
perhaps 'fetish' is the wrong word - for pale-skinned redheads.  probably
stems at least in part from my obsession with Shirley.  

I've been really horny recently.  the past month, at least. don't really
know where it comes from.  not bad, good, or anything.  just is.
well, good, if I had to pick.  the hornier one is, the more pleasure one
derives out of sexual acts, and I'm a big fan of pleasure.

had a nice long chat with Claudine today.  haven't really talked to her
since she's been in Boston.  I'm glad that I feel like I can really talk
to a few friends, still.  some, like Susan, it feels awkward on some level
- probably my fault.  others, like Johanna, have simply dissapeared off
the face of . . . well, in her case, the continent.  

i ended up not being able to call Sarah to say hi because it was too late
her time when I finished talking to Claudine.  I hadn't spoken to C in a
long time, which is why I made the choice.  I hope Sarah would understand.  

hmm, my mind must be wandering, because I catch myself about to websurf
while writing this.  is it a signal to stop writing, or a bad habit to
correct?

regardless, I'm tired.