The first cold week in new york

Yesterday I went to macy's santaland pep rally and today i broke $6000 worth of equipment at work, this is what i am watching tonight

except i am disproportionally small

I'll start off telling you that i am listening to fablehaven. It's a book series i read in my younger years. post lyons books, in the time of barnes and noble. post warriors, pre-divergent. It's about an older sister and younger brother who have to stay with their grandparents who they only ever saw sepperatly and never invited them to their house. they go to this house, its a gorgeous old house with a five-story barn, a beautiful garden, and woods and pasture. THEY STAY IN THE BEAUTIFUL PLAYROOM IN THE ATTIC AND AREN'T ALLOWED IN THE FOREST. THE FEARLESS brother goes and the straight-a sister solves the puzzle of the three little keys from grandpa. the brother goes into the wood and the sisters secret book found through the puzzle, lead them to drink the "unpasturized milk" left out by dale and through this, they see fairies.

What I am reading right now is "the end of the affair" by graham Greene. This is a wonderful book. It's about Maurice who meets his old friend and neighbour who he hates and hasn't seen since the war. Maurice in narration remarks on when they met outside a party and how he slept with henrys wife who in the end left Maurice. Henry is suspiscious something is up with his wife and tells Maurice, as Maurice is thick with rage. henry, a placid government man, is completely unknowing. Maurice hires a private detective to spy on the wife. this story is set often in remembering and the time is told through moments of change in world war two in Britain, in a personal fashion, of bedroom talk during bombings, how air raids got in the way of jealousy, and how big men came out of little men after the war. it beautifully weaves something i couldn't consider before. it is heartbreaking and pleasant at once.

My roommate tried to have us watch wicked, it worked for her. I couldn't stop being offensive and thinking critically of what things have become. we only got half way through. it had worked for her, not me. I knew a shiz right next to my heart. so much of it is a fucked up cosplay for an instagram photo. I can't believe i wanted the world to accept that.

Last, tonight i watched "house on haunted hill" (1959) for the second time. it starts with a beautiful introduction, more luxurious, more modern, and impactful than anything you see nowadays. It was of Elisha cook jr (a man), as just a head floating and getting closer talking about the ghosts afoot of his brother and sister in law after their brutal murder. then your see the face of Vincent price over the visual of a fantastic art deco modern compound. he says he is going to pay 5 people 10,000 if they stay in this house overnight. That it was his wife's idea. The cast of characters come in hearses, all needing money from different walks of life. it is an entirely serious movie, it is incredibly tense and exhilarating.

GOodbye!