picked up killfile from the airport yesterday; luckily lunacrow remembered to check the airline’s site before we left, as it turned out his connection from milan was over an hour late. we still got to jfk fairly early, though, so we stopped at wok & roll for noodles et cetera. eventually killfile turned up and we hopped a cab back to my house, where we marvelled at various accents and took pictures with cat ears and watched slc punk.

kf, insisting he wasn’t feeling jetlagged at all, wanted to see a little of the city so we headed into the village for dinner. did a little shopping on st mark’s first - i needed gloves and a hat, for one thing, since out of nowhere it’s suddenly fucking freezing here. i need to get a new coat as well. eventually we wandered down to dojo, where we shivered through veggie tempura and pumpkin pie in the outdoor cafe section (i have no idea why we sat outside). after dinner we walked up to Strict9’s building to see if he was home, which he was. we all piled into his apartment and had some cider until killfile was ready to pass out (what with the time difference and the sixteen hours on planes), at which point we went back to brooklyn.

got up ass-early this morning to escort killfile to the port authority so he could catch his bus to vermont, got a mediocre breakfast at “green trees” in the building, and waited around till they started boarding. at this point i was feeling kind of crappy - all the changing weather and my god damned motherfucking uppity tonsils, and me wandering around without a hat have combined to give me another whopper of a cold, so gundam and i headed back to my house and curled up in bed with the sunday times and some coffee, and watched american beauty. now i feel even more like crap but that’s ok. i will live.

tomorrow i am supposed to hang out with james, but we haven’t spoken in a couple of days so i don’t know whether that’s happening or not. we wanted to stop in his hmv this morning but it wasn’t open yet, even after we waited with limey for an hour or so. oh well. tuesday is mine and gundam’s three month anniversary; if i can afford it i am taking us out for indian at cafe spice on university place. and then of course wednesday is our little hallween thing. hooray!