I won't try to make you believe this is a porper entry, because it's not. My life's being so incredibly boring lately, but I'll try to make my best writing this entry. I went downtown for a little visit to Fnac. I'll never understand why it's always super crowded. It's quite a challenge to go there when it's this crowded, because it's nearly impossible to stay for more than ten minutes because it's like 40ºC. I only visited their books section, and I found out that Brokeback Mountain by Annie Proulx, which was originally a short story on Close Range: Wyoming Stories five years ago, is now a book on its own. I guess they just want to take advantage of the film's success, which is completely fair [they even used the movie poster for the front cover], but it's on paperback and it's like 18 EUR, which is ridiculously expensive for a paperback book, so I don't know if this is a smart marketing move at all. Then I went to Madrid Comics to get my weekly dose of Gravitation. You know, every time I go to a comic store there's always a group of guys in their late teens/early 20's talking about their favorite authors and stuff like that, and I feel like an intruder. It's been a couple of years since I started reading manga again, but I still feel like an absolute beginner. I don't know why. Anyway, I left the store and saw some weird stuff:

1) A guy looking at me like if he wanted to fuck me right there. He was really cute and seemed quite normal. I thought it was weird because, let's face it, I only seem to attract guys with some serious mental problems.

2) The poster of Just Like Heaven, where Mark Ruffalo was barely noticeable. I know Reese is a star and all, and I love her to bits, but Mark deserves to be a star as well.

3) Three guys who were about my age buying tickets to see Match Point. I wished they were my friends because it's bizarre to see young people actually interested in Woody Allen, or in good movies in general.

Where can you run to escape from yourself?,

Santi