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mood: relaxed
Well, it's day 2 of my period of rest. I spent the first part of the day down at Redmond Town Center, just having a merry old time people watching and the like. I then went home and hung out for a bit.

For dinner, I got take out pizza, and picked up a few movies to watch after dinner. First of all, there was the entertaining if somewhat average Shanghai Knights. It was nothing unexpected, and passable, so no real need for comment.

The second movie, on the other hand, absolutely blew me away. Seriously, this was the essence of cool distilled into its most pure form. The movie to which I refer to is called simply Versus. Now, as you may or may not know, I have always had a bit of a fascination with (and hatred for) the undead, as well as a deep respect and admiration for the Samurai. This movie takes the two of them, and puts a really neat little twist into it. It is for this reason that Versus takes home Will's 2003 Fantastico award for excellence in cool film-making (previous winners include Six-String Samurai, Cowboy Bebop, and Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust). While some of the translation work is a bit sub-par, the movie as a whole positively oozes coolness to the point where you just want to go out, grab a black leather duster, leather pants, a katana, and a 9 mm and go kick some zombie ass. I strongly recommend this movie to anyone who likes horror films, samurai films, campy films, or anime.

It's been awhile...
So, for the past two weeks I have been staying at this little camp out in Ellensburg. The first week was a camp for Jr. High kids. We stayed in cabins, took the campers rafting, swimming, hiking, and a merry time was had by all. The staff was awesome and we all got along really well together.

And then there was the second week, which was in teepees. A week I like to call "Hell." Getting into it would be too much of a hassle and just piss me the fuck off. I don't really want that, so I'll just leave it at that. I got home and promptly passed out on the couch wearing nothing but my underwear and watched some Cowboy Bebop. After vegging for a few hours, I took some shower and went out for a mighty fine pint o' root beer. After getting home, I sat around a bit, smoked a pipe, practiced with my sword for a bit, and then took a walk barefoot through the neighborhood with my sword strapped to my belt. It's actually strangely invigorating. Now I know what Blake was talking about. Well, I suppose that just about wraps up my little rant. It's good to slip back into the persona of Darkness, after having been confined in the role of "Will" for the past two weeks.