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.