The sacrifice was to cast himself in the main role

[sovay]

First Jirous, now Václav Havel. To me he was mostly a character in a play I loved, but that doesn't mean something hasn't gone out of the world.

Back at the beginning of this month, I ordered the script for John Hodge's Collaborators from the National Theatre. (They still don't sell DVDs of their live broadcasts and I loved it.) It arrived yesterday in the mail, which was one of the two good things about yesterday. The actual line turns out to be "Smackhead groin doc turned smut-scribe," but I still think it's funny.

The previous day was the thing with the DMV, so I wound up watching Arsenic and Old Lace (1944) in the middle of the night to cheer up. It did work. It's one of the movies of my childhood; every time I watch it as an adult, I notice something else perverse. I should actually write about it sometime.

I still haven't really slept in two days.

Comments

[sovay]

Wishes you much sleep soon.

Thank you. I had some last night, but I also had a migraine, so I'm not sure I won.

[time-shark.livejournal.com]

We could take the politician's route and declare victory anyway?

[sovay]

We could take the politician's route and declare victory anyway?

Damn. There's a story in here somewhere: the war on sleep. I bet it was either already written by Angela Carter or should have been. I don't have the time!

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

*the war against sleep*

A bloody good title. Somebody ought to write a story to equal it.

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

I should have added that I hope you found rest since this entry.