I think I found out who it is that sometimes rings my door bell late at night. It's a bunch of skateboarders, that own a cat. At least I assume it is theirs.
So no burglars checking out the place, then!
I went to see The Virgin Suicides today (they are reshowing, currently) but I did not like it at all.
That movie would be right down my street, I am very into slow, melancholic stuff, but I found myself being bored more than anything else.
Maybe I am just in a negative mood, I feel drained and as if I'd been crying for hours, but I have not.
12:40 a.m. - 2004-02-08
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