house of the dead is only good to watch in fast forward with your eyes stapled shut and your ears blowed off. absolute shit. the whole thing essentially is an advertisement for the video game. there’s nothing to eat but beer and tomato juice. it’s hot outside. possibility of going up north again tonite, though not sure. i have to fix my bike tire, the tube or something. my dreams are fucked up. i did the dishes. maybe i’ll go for a walk. probably not. oprah better be good today.
