Falling. Falling. Bear called me on Wednesday to tell me that Leslie Cheung had committed suicide. I thought it was an April Fool's hoax but no, it's true. He jumped from the 24th floor of the Mandarin Hotel. He was one of my favourite movie stars. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it all week.

What else is happening in my life? Did some good work helping Clinton shoot his dragonboat feature film. Drove out to Nth. Rocks for the fourth time and spent 3 hours in the testing lab fixing my new PC. Next time I'm sticking with Mac YP! Managed to plough through several chapters of Younghill Kang's East Goes West. My progress seems to parallel the advance of US troops in Iraq. I'm such an impatient reader these days. Cousin Jazz fell down the stairs and broke her ankle... drove her to RPA for early morning surgery. Get well soon! Grim weather everyday - overcast and chilled. I've switched to my winter quilt. It's incredible what a difference it makes. Sleep has been a blessing this week. No dreams to speak of though.

Watched several films this week. Donnie Darko, Die Another Day, Ned Kelly, Ghost World. Was impressed by Roger Avary's Rules of Attraction. Shannyn Sossamon. Evil Dawson. Bravura camera shots. Inspired moments. Scarred youth, BEE cynicism. Will have to explore this film a second time. There's something about it that resonated with me.

Currently listening to De La Soul's classic album, Stakes Is High. Old skool comfort. Can't help smiling when I hear the brakes. Let it be your anthem when you're having a ball.