284. Louis Malle’s The Fire Within: 9.1
283. Rachel Talalay’s Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare: 6.1
282. Takashi Miike’s 13 Assassins: 8.8
281. Alexander Sokurov’s Russian Ark: 8.5
The clothes I wore to work today were the same clothes I wore to work yesterday in addition to the clothes I wore to bed last night. Kinda gross, but eh?
The reason for this is because our company Christmas party was last night, and rather than drive the hour home at 11 pm a coworker invited me to spend the night.
A female coworker… to join her and another female coworker in her bed.
So yes, last night I slept with with two quite attractive, Eastern European ladies that I work with.
Only, there was very little sleep involved — because even if we are all slim, there were still three people in a double bed and I am a terribly goddamn fuckin’ light sleeper.
tl;dr : last night I literally slept with two woman.
Tomorrow night is my company’s Christmas party.
What to wear, oh, what to wear?
My fake Italian made in China non-fitted slim suit, no tie, and month plus unshaven face sounds good.
280. Boris Sagal’s The Omega Man: 7.8