when it's the food on your lips with which he's in love

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today:

realized (again?) that some times some people just don't want me around. i'm not necessarily a fun person whom you would call to hang out with. everyone calls me when they need to bitch about something or, as was the case today, needs advice on the correct usage of idiomatic expressions.

watched beauty and the beast with my baby sister; we ate naan and organic toaster pastries while sitting on the couch and sharing a blanket. you wouldn't believe how good it feels to watch a disney classic on days like this. go on a hiatus from all disney movies produced before 1995 for few years, then pick what you think might be your favorite three and watch them in a row. it feels marvelous.
i think tomorrow, if i have time, i'll watch lion king and pocahontas.
nothing beats lion king and beauty and the beast and pocahontas. they kick major ass.

went to the getty center; got lost in cezanne's eternal feminine, again. i can't believe how much that painting affects me every time i see it; it grabs you with an arresting motivation to lend insight and awareness. makes me shiver. makes me sigh, but not necessarily in a good way. it's not necessarily a painting that is pleasant to look at. it's not even a well known painting, although i can't really understand why his repetitive still lifes of fruits and bottles are more appealing than the eternal feminine. perhaps it was the subject matter. perhaps its the size. or perhaps its the title.
there was also an exhibition of sander's portraits of people from the twentieth century; i stared at old photographs of archetypal individuals for an hour or so. among the portraits--hindemith, dix, and victims of ant-semitic persecution.







tomorrow i'm seeing henry. it's been nearly two years.
i don't think i'm going to sleep tonight. and i have no idea what i'm going to wear.




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