Adios, you who watched the sun go down, at the rail, by my side, smiling –

The New York Film Festival screenings completely took the life out of me. The ball smashing and clitoris cutting of Antichrist, the child abuse of The White Ribbon, the beauty of Penélope Cruz in Broken Embraces... it was thrilling. Still I think the Film Society of Lincoln Center needs to reboot the festival in a way, attendance seemed to be at almost at an all time low. I was so exhausted yesterday when I went to see Spike Jonze speak at the Apple Store in SoHo. Catherine Keener was there, but the sound system was very poor so it was difficult to make out what Jonze, Keener, and the crew of Where the Wild Things Are were saying. Neon Indian's Psychic Chasms was released today by Lefse Records. Pitchfork named it "Best New Music" and I love "Deadbeat Summer" so I believe there is a good chance I'd really enjoy it. I attempted to make scrambled eggs with a Mexican blend of cheeses and feta today, but when it finished cooking it had the consistency of risotto. At least the coffee I made in my French press was good. I finished Kerouac's Visions of Cody, finally. I think I'm going to go back to Pynchon's Gravity Rainbow now. I'm coming home this upcoming weekend, and hopefully seeing Where the Wild Things Are sometime soon. I wanted to see New York, I Love You, but now my interest has gone down for some strange reason. Oh well, until next time...

Adios, King.

I took TJ's advice today and got the Chicken Salad Melt with Cheddar. It was delectable. In similar, food-related news, the Chickpea by the Landmark Sunshine Cinema on East Houston has closed. What a shame, I loved their baked falafel. Thankfully, there are two other locations - one in Chelsea and one in Union Square. I know I'll be making a trip to one soon. Last night I mixed apple cider with vanilla ice cream - honestly, it was one of the best ideas I've had in a while. Today, I disposed of the potato and leek soup from the farm I bought last Sunday, it was very bland and I could not imagine eating more of it. Until next time, adiós.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

I purchased a Chicken Salad Melt with Swiss today at the bagel place on Lexington. It was delicious, made even better because I have not eaten meat in a few days. I attempted to cook some chicken on my George Foreman Lean Mean Fat-Reducing Grilling Machine yesterday but it went horribly wrong. I settled with some Thai lemongrass noodles. The more I listen to Grizzly Bear's Horn on Plenty, the more I become one with it - especially "Shift" and "Service Bell". My last.fm radio station knows me far too well - it's always playing Radiohead, The Magnetic Fields, Beach House, and The Smiths. Sometimes I just leave it on and let my mind wander. I've picked Kerouac's Visions of Cody back up and I'm finally nearing the end. Ginsberg has some interesting insights in The Visions of the Great Rememberer, but it doesn't make it any less difficult of a reading. It's very un-like a novel and more like poetry which you could pick any page and start reading from there. Also, I forgot to mention, Patricia had a laughing fit at lunch today, which Sasha and I caught. Neter and TJ were not as affected by it. I'm seeing Mother with Deb (how appropriate) and White Material by my lonesome, which I do not mind (actually prefer), on Saturday. On Sunday, I'm seeing Life During Wartime and Bluebeard with Gary and Rose and then Broken Embraces. I hope Penélope is there, and Pedro. I do not think I'm going to be able to live here at Educational Housing Services for another semester. I want to live at home and save my money. Commuting is not a problem, I did it all summer for four days a week. I'll have to figure out my schedule when they begin letting students sign up for their spring courses. We'll see what happens. My chin hurts a lot tonight, maybe you can fix that.