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Tonight, I joined Binky and his amigos to see The Bourne Identity. First of all, it was an okay movie in its own right.

However, relative to the book, which was juicy delicious pulp, it was found lacking.

Marie, in the book, is an extremely bright and perceptive economist. In the movie, she's a ditzy gypsy from Germany. There is no vile antagonist like Carlos in the movie. That's a big loss. There is no secret nasty operation like Medusa. And they ripped off a plot point from The Replacement Killers.

So, if you read the book, you shall be disappointed.

After that, we went to Katmandu for Indian food.

It was most delightful, short of this nagging jaw problem I'm having. It started last night. I don't know what got out of whack, but if it doesn't work itself out by Sunday, I'll be calling the dentist to see what's going on. Every so often, usually after I eat, I get a nagging throbbing along the right side of my jaw. sometimes the upper, sometimes the lower jaw. It's really pissing me off.

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Well, my sleep was quite pleasant. No jaw pain so far, but there's a slight ache. Like something's swollen. I do note that there is no spike in pain when I drink hot or cold beverages, so it's not like there's a crack in my tooth and liquid is seeping down to my nerves. Humpty may be right, but I'm not a very stressed out person. And I'm usually comatose when I sleep. Also, the pain goes away when I sleep, and there is no pain in the morning when I wake up.

Today's plan:

-Monarchs game with Ms Tao. Woo!
-Perhaps dinner at Selland's.
-relaxation, baby!

I'm making progress in The Bourne Ultimatum. It's keeping me on the edge of my seat. Must finish this before any other book! Must!

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Well, the Monarchs lost against the Los Angeles Sparks. Grrr...we can't keep losing to L.A., god dammit.

But, the game was fun. Ms Tao and I went to Sellands afterwards. It's a charming market and cafe. Kind of like David Berkely's: a gourmet market.

After that, I came home and worked out. Now I'm a sweaty piggy.

I'm contemplating what I shall wear for my friend's Harry Potter soiree. I've got 5 weeks to hash it out.

A lovely evening at home awaits me.