i feel like it's been ages since i've posted. much has happened, nothing noteworthy of course, just lots of musing and spending time at/near lincoln center being highly involved in "cultural arts." i hope to post related pictures shortly.

just fucking pissed at myself...who am i becoming? i sit here reading all about my options for "new york restaurant week" and am stunned to find out how successful the coca-cola boycott has become, including a number of high-brow colleges in my own city. i have become involved in nothing. not even as an observer as i once was. it's all about the daily grind, the creature comforts, the netflix, not yet the going-to-the-gym, but probably one day soon that too. i think i'm overly concerned about money and my future. it seems like every decision i make has to do with one or both of the two. and i still feel like i can never catch up- there's always more and i'm always missing out on so much. it also seems like all i ever do is clean my room and it never seems to be clean for more than 5 minutes. goddamn it.

wow, it's munich all over again. can't they figure out how many people were killed before they alert the newswires or the families? well, this is almost as bad. one guy survived whereas NOONE survived munich.
the movie was amazing, however. if only the mossad could hunt down and assassinate the corporates in control of the mine, too...