July 19th, 2008

ME Miranda

The Dark Knight

Is 3.36 in the morning and I'm still waiting for my fucking ambien to kick in. I saw the Dark Knight and now I'm kind shakey and emotionally drainded. I fear that when I fall asleep (which I hope will be damn well soon) the joker is going to stalk my dreams. I close my eyes and I see his face. That didn't bode well for Veronica Mars last night. She and a pal were hoisted up on a crane and then one gets shot. That was last nights wonderful dream .  As I'm typing this I'm noticinng that my coherency is beginning to be a bit off. i'm having trouble typing the words I want to type. anyways, ignore this nonsence and probably...i lost my train of thought. I don't know what I feel. stunned maybe, in a way I haven't before. I'm breaking out my Dark Night Returns tommorow just to continue in this little hole of darkness I feel. 

Moral of the story...don't read this utter shit of an entry while Lunie was high on pills

on a practical note and in another post i would love to discuss the movie with anyone who has seen it