the universe and eric...

friday was a bad day at work. one of those days where you think of quitting your job. in related news, i think i'm too sensitive. not tough enough, at times, for the ridiculousness of hollywood. apologies for the lack of detail.

anyway, i feel like crap for much of the afternoon. at six, i go home, defeated. alex drives us over to The Hungry Cat for dinner with hilary. walking through Border's to get to dinner, we pass by the rows of CD's. and standing there at a listening station, headphones on, checking out a CD, is beck, bearded, and wearing a giant hat. on such a shitty day, it felt nice to have a beck sighting.

dinner was great 'though we had to rush at the end in order to make it to the 8:15 screening of Peckinpah's "Bring Me The Head of Alfredo Garcia", a crazy movie. John Doe, bass player from X, introduced the film to a the audience of 12. Is L.A. just Peckinpah haters or what?

Saturday was Shleb's birthday shindig. We sat around a fire, which produced more smoke than heat, drinking beer and wine. Earlier in the day, I'd gone to a Clippers game with J Matty J, which was a lot of fun, excpet downtown was a mess on Saturday (movie shoot, protests re: immigration, etc.) so getting there was sort of an intense half-an-hour.

Sunday, I went to Barney Greengrass with A-Scards for morning breakfast, overlooking Beverly Hills. Nova & eggs is one of the best things in the world. It always makes me a little homesick...

Sunday afternoon, I felt physically ill, so skipped improv, did a couple of hours of work, played video games, took a nap, and then went on a drive to Barnes&Noble/Whole Foods in Glendale. Then we (Alex,Kat,Me) watched The Sopranos w/ M-Lawrs at her house. I had matzah ball soup and a turkey sandwich.

Today I woke up, and immediately began coughing. Came into work at 6:20. Hopefully, I can leave around 4 and go lie down on the couch and watch some movies.

Happy Monday to all, Eric