You know you're a true-blue Keanu Reeves fan when you develop "the radar".
I usually sleep with the TV on, and this morning I woke up at 5:38 (naturally, not cat-induced) and caught a repeat airing of Access Hollywood just in time to see whatshisname talking to Keanu outside one of the premieres (Sydney, I think...I was still groggy). I stayed up for a little bit watching some local news and then let myself fall back asleep, since I'd set the VCR to tape the Today show. I wasn't looking forward to scanning the three hour program later for his appearance but I really do love to sleep so I snuggled in and dozed off again.
[tangent] I ended up dreaming about someone wanting to borrow my Reloaded DVD to watch and I couldn't find it, all I could find were clear discs. It turned out that my father had borrowed it and was arguing with me that it didn't make any sense. I vividly remember trying to follow him up an escalator crowded with people calling after him "It's like all this is a dream, and you wake up from it to a completely different world and all of this never existed." Which is very meta when you think about it, especially compounded by the fact that right afterward....I woke up. [/tangent]
The interview itself was brief. His sleepy, velvety voice was better than the cream in my coffee. He's got new shoes and the way he holds his feet continues to make my own toes curl.
To bastardize Rumi, God made krix love Keanu so much, just his feet could cause confusion in her.
They showed the fighting in the rain clip.
OK, this was the first time I haven't averted my eyes for this clip and good god.
It. Was. Beautiful.
The movement, the fight choreography, everything. Perfect. I'm so excited.
Eighteen hours left until Revolutions.
I wonder if I'll be able to sleep at all tonight.it wahs , media spot | from inside the mind of krix at November 04, 2003 12:00 PM .