We saw Moulin Rouge again tonight. I really love this film. Sure it has some flaws but it's so beautiful, so lovely, and naive. For all it's spectacularity, it's glitz, and sparkle, the visual feast of it, the great use of music, it's still a traditional old fashioned love story at heart, Camille, Wuthering Heights, that kind of thing. I'm so happy for Nicole Kidman she comes off really well and Ewan McGregor (sp?) is so good, it almost makes me believe that kind of person exists somewhere. I've been so defeated in love, but when I was younger I spent so many hours alone at night dreaming of a romance just like this one, dying of consumption used to seem so romantic.
We're going to Ventura for Saturday night. It's Scotti's birthday today, yeay, (Happy Birthday Sweetheart.) It'll be nice to get away from all of this getting ready for the magazine people stress. The cats peed in the painter's toolbox today. He wasn't too happy about it.
I wish I knew how to make animated mini pictures like Marco does, his pictures are the best! Oh God am I tired, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.