as soon as one reality closes down for me a zillion others appear, they manifest themselves in mydrid forms, some in familiar form, emile and i have our first conversation for months, she's inviting me for breakfast, dinner and lunch but i feel like that's a reality that came and went. truth is i am a bit shellshocked from yesterday, bruised ego i guess, (its gotta be good for me in the long term) i dunno, i think i just felt that things were kinda good with sam and thought she was kinda happy, i guess i just never saw it coming so i'm licking me wounds and contemplating my navel, generally being a sloth.
Work crisis, meltdown at autistic central. while i have been away for four days the clients are rebelling, apparently its been chaos, assaults, screaming, incidents and stealing of biscuits. Fortunately i returned in time to restore some semblance of order, it seems we are short staffed, routines are out of whack, deadlines are not being met, stress runs rampant, managers are pulling their hair out, telephones ring hot, meltdown.
Later i am in glebe wandering around the markets, its thin pickings today due to heavy rain, but there's a few interesting things to look at, a lot of scandinavian tourists, i end up in the bookshop, nothing really catches my eye.
On the way home i pick up some fish from the markets, i am listening to pink floyd, they are singing about 'home.'

an idea for a film
chose a famous director. ie. Peter Jackson
let him make a 20 min film.
now ask him to remake the film with certain conditions ie. no edits, 1 handheld camera, black and white, gothic style, replace all actors with midgets. ect.
now ask him to remake the film with even more conditions. ie in manga form, techno soundtrack, two dimentional, set in medieval times.
Now up the ante, keep the conditions coming and make them progressivly harder.

this could even be a series of films with several different directors being tested.