It's pissing down rain outside and I feel trapped. I'm basicially killing time watching one of my favorite movies, The Spanish Prisoner, which is on IFC. I did come down to LA to see Michelle and I'm glad I did, but the drive down sucked, I got a flat on the freeway, and now I'm trapped inside with not much to do. I want to see some more friends and will do that later tonight, but right now I'm stuck high up in the hills of Encino. I could leave, but what's the point? Most of the places that I like to see or thing I'd like to do are all outdoors. I could go shopping. I could see a movie. But I can do those things anywhere. If I'm going to be stuck inside watching a good movie, I'd much rather be curled up with my cats. I hope they're doing alright. They're probably as bored as I am.