It's 7 AM, and I'm tired. I'm sitting half way out the door to my garden wandering why I can't sleep longer. Don't have to wander for long, mind you, it's just because I wake up at the same time every morning, and I don't know why. I have this biological alarm clock which forces me to wake up between 7 and 8 AM.

What has Louis been up to recently? Hmmm... On Saturday I went to a rock venue to watch a few bands play. Said bands were not very good. And they were all wearing the same shoes. I couldn't help but notice this! Every member of every band which played seemed to be wearing 3 quarter length jeans and Vans skateboarding shoes. Even 80% of the crowd seemed to be dressed that way; I wasn't sure if there was some dress-code that had gone way over my head as I walked around in jeans and a flannel shirt. Drinks were REALLY cheap, though. So bonus there.

Yesterday I played football (soccer, that is) in the scorching heat. I'm pretty sure I suffered at least 4 or 5 strokes within the 90 minutes the game was played., and eventually the entire game just degenerated into people standing still and slowly kicking the ball backwards and forwards... Definately one for the fans!

I also finished a script I've been working on called The Zoo Keeper yesterday. It's a David Lynch-inspired short film about a zoo keeper called Sam Murphy who, after-hours one night, finds a mysterious figure called Adam and is told the world will end in 7 days. It's a vague description, yes, but to say anymore would spoil a lot of things, so I guess everyone will just have to wait for the film to be made, and then maybe you can see the significance of me keeping hush-hush about it.