listening to: vnv nation - praise the fallen

craving: something for breakfast. although at this point i suppose it counts as lunch.

last night: yesterday i went into manhattan at around one, and browsed the greenmarket in union square for a while. a girl i’ve never met before bought me some of these gorgeous ivory-colored roses, which are now on my kitchen table. they’re beautiful. i met up with spencer around three or four, and we walked to 7A for lunch. spencer had his usual grilled vegetable sandwich, and i ended up trying these weird potato pancakes. good stuff, though. after lunch, we walked to the f train at houston and went to my house. the theory was that spencer was going to take the rest of his stuff that’s been sitting at my place, but we ended up playing final fantasy until around two in the morning, with a couple of breaks for coffee coolattas and naan at the indian place. at that point we were getting kind of tired, so we read until about three thirty, when we fell asleep.

estimated hours of sleep: i’m not sure how many hours of sleep i ended up getting. but it’s like two and i just woke up.

so far today: nothing, really. added more water to the glass the roses are in. marvelled at the fact that it’s two and i just woke up. since i haven’t been clubbing much lately [too poor and too tired from work], i’m used to waking up no later than eleven.

current plans for later today: not sure. i’ll probably clean my apartment a bit and watch run lola run again. i have absolutely zilch in terms of cash, so i suppose breakfast will not be happening. at least i get paid thursday.

what else: bah. i tripped on this shitty sidewalk yesterday and now there’s like this gaping wound in my palm. it makes it a bitch to type, though i suppose it’s better than having a gaping wound on my fingertips.