I wanted to sleep.

I had been up the past 36+ hours writing my last paper for college.

I didn't want to think about the Narrator or Tyler or Marla or space monkeys or lye burns anymore.

I just wanted to sleep.

I returned home from class and immediately plopped myself down on my bed.

This is the greatest moment of my life.

As I was about to pass out, my phone rang.

Me: Hello?
?: Jon, it's Jose. [see my 12.07.04 update]
Me: Hey.
Jose: I'm at the gym. You know the musical artist Fabolous?
Me: Yeah.
Jose: He's a rapper, right?
Me: Yeah.
Jose: Okay good.

I hung up and plopped myself down on my bed again.

All I wanted to do was sleep.

Sleep will commence in five.

Five, four.

Four.

Four, three.

Three, two.

Then my phone rang again.

You wake up, and you're nowhere.

A moment is the most you could ever expect from perfection.

Me: Hello?
Jose: It's me again.
Me: Yes?
Jose: Good Charlotte. Are they an alternative rock band?
Me: [pause] I-I wouldn't give them that much credit.
Jose: Huh?
Me: They're not really, but you can probably get away with describing them as "alternative rock."
Jose: Okay good.

I hung up and unplugged my phone.

You give up your worldly possession and fall asleep.

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Jose article on the front page of Thursday's Washington Post (registration required).

I fuckin' hate newspaper websites that require registration. I can never remember which user name and password applies to which newspaper website.

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Best Jude Law Movie Released in Fall 2004 nominees
Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow
I Heart Huckabees
Alfie
Closer
Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events
The Aviator