Claustrophobia

i just watched a movie the other day that totally affirmed my claustrophobia...its called The Jacket..i mean i wasn't even in the movie and i was getting all uneasy and anxious...the movie's a little weird but great work...adrien brody was awesome...i won't get into the whole movie...but basically he's in this nuthouse and as part of some experimental therapy...he's put in a morgue drawer for hours on end while he's still conscious...to top that...he's put in a strait jacket....i just tried to imagine myself in his position...i think i would hyperventilate and die...not kidding.

well...the weekend is here...i'm already tired from playing tennis this afternoon...we're going out tonight for anna's birthday (happy birthday to the banana) ...and then who knows what else...tomorrow should be fun - might actually do something relaxing instead of law review or studying...bah...

man rita's hittin up my hometown (houston)...really sux...hopefully there won't be too much damage and suffering...just makes me want to make every day count and be fun and meaningful...never know when you'll have to pack and leave...ok i think i'm being rather droll...so i'll stop..

um...nuthin else really...i'm gonna do some more reading before heading out...adios.