the CO night on tuesday was hot, hot, hot. there were 6 girls in bikini tops lap dancing some lucky guys in the audience, stripping off their shirts (the guys') and frolicking with the senior officers on stage, one of whom looked very uncomfortable when she jumped on him. it was utterly scandalous and very shameless. and we were expecting to watch another long boring war movie.

spent this afternoon trying to fix my computer (again. futilely.) and watching music videos on the net. found a wong kar wai directed video for dj shadow's six days. very gorgeous. it stars chang chen and daniella graham. couldn't download it unfortunately.

read today that david mitchell's cloud atlas lost the man booker prize to a gay novel. cloud atlas is completely trippy, the way i like it. it's kind of like jonathan safran foer. the writer has such a good grasp of the language, the textures, the sights and sounds of different worlds that i am almost overwhelmed. a short summary of the 6 narratives that make up the book: a traveller writes a journal about colonization and enslavement in the 19th century; a struggling music composer finds his muse and has a torrid affair while finding the journal in the dusty library; a nosy reporter uncovers the dangerous truth behind a new nuclear power plant in 70s california; a book editor is taken hostage at an old folk's home; a clone in future korea attains sentience while grasping the reality of a "corpocracy"; the clone is now a goddess in hawaii years after civilisation. this is where i am now. the stories then appear backwards, resolving their threads and revealing a grand scheme of power, exploitation, oppression. like one reviewer said, i can't bear for the story to end.

i am going to jb tomorrow.