So we watched Death Proof last night, and I don’t think I’ve ever been more disappointed by a movie in my entire life. The movie I signed up to watch was about Kurt Russell killing people with a muscle car. The movie Quentin Tarantino gave me had two segments that contained almost nothing but women chewing on Quentin Tarantino dialogue. Before actually sitting through the movie disabused me of this, I told my wife that if I had ovaries merely watching a movie about Kurt Russell killing people with a muscle car might be enough to make me pregnant. Instead what I watched repeatedly kicked me in the nuts so hard that it probably made me sterile.

We’ve been going through some changes in our house (Daylight Saving ending, which I guess is the same for everyone, along with a new job and some traveling for me), and as a result my sleeping schedule is totally fucked up. Last night I passed out at 9; today it’s almost midnight and I’m wide awake when I should be in bed. Bogus.

Heard from Vinci the other day. The split with AFBTC is at the press and the covers went to the printer yesterday. They look pretty fucking killer. We’re extremely excited. Hopefully we’ll have some in the next few weeks.

Writing continues for a new full length. We’re kind of in deep and we’re around the halfway mark. We’ve been extremely productive (by our standards, at any rate) lately, which is encouraging.

Quick playlist

Music
Dischord ’81: The Year in Seven Inches
Milhouse – Obscenity in the Milk
US Christmas – Eat the Low Dogs

Games
Dead Space (PS3)
LittleBigPlanet (PS3)
Space Invaders Extreme (PSP)