Ate rich roast pork and noted how calorie-dense it felt after half a box. Later studied film revenue forecasting and planned major cuts to a 120-page script.
Reflected on Sri Lankan customs, then watched Andy Garcia and Néstor Carbonell in The Lost City. Later replayed funeral memories, fixated on his dark eyes, and missed Bazena.
Jotted quick notes on Henry VIII and Freemasonry, then played Lady Gaga’s “Eh, Eh.” Later watched Shiba Inu clips and melted.
Put on an air-fryer char siu recipe video, lingered on the glossy slices, and enjoyed the simple craving moment.
Watched a Bram Cohen documentary on YouTube about torrents, pausing on what happened to the founder and how the story unfolded.
Ate glossy char siu with fried rice and cucumbers, savoring the fatty bite. Later watched The Usual Suspects and played “Suspicious Minds.”
Mapped dream dog pack—Shiba Inu, corgis, golden retrievers—plus pool ramp for safe swimming. Remembered Bingo and weighed pedigree, training, and heat.
Played with Palith’s Rolex and worried the crown/knob was damaged. Watched American Psycho fashion critique, then linked Demi Moore and “A Few Good Men.”
Read Genesis on Chabad.org, lingering on the promise of descendants like stars and sand. Played Paris Hilton’s “Stars Are Blind” afterward.
Watched a National Gallery video, then reflected on a prized oil portrait of grandma with hidden details, especially her forehead scar.
Looked up John Dutton’s actor, recalled Waterworld and JFK, then watched 1883 and praised Billy Bob Thornton’s sheriff role.
Checked IMDb for Boba Fett and The Mandalorian, rated them, and got excited for a second season.
A film scene showed a hearing-like room with tense focus on a curly-haired speaker. Notes cited Lynn Conway and Caitlyn Jenner.
Shared a sepia portrait of King George VI in Freemason regalia. Caption noted Grandmaster status under UGLE.
Mapped surround-sound angles while nitpicking famous film mistakes. Ended the day praising Boba Fett lighting, lore, and ship design.
Noted a rare Kadupul cactus in the garden, once offered at a Buddha statue. Remembered Bingo eating a baby cactus, then watched smoked duck and Boba Fett.
Watched a Dalio interview, added books, and daydreamed about Peking duck. Ate Maggi ramen, then started cutting an overlong script.
Ranked favorite films and obsessed over Tarantino craft, from American Psycho to Pulp Fiction. Late-night comfort mixed candy, toothbrush cleanup, and script momentum.
Went out for food and planned coffee, weighing pod waste against convenience. Terminator budget comparisons fed cinematography study and cost instincts.
