new favorite

"JUNO."

an evening at the lanz's with the usual crew-nathan scott lynn me alexis lorraine shakoo-and of course madame. fondue and alsatian white wine, something involving cranberry and walnuts for dessert.

rushdie's satanic verses, dumas' black tulip.

rediscovered: golijov's ayre, dawn upshaw, the oh-so-versatile-soprano recently victorious from a battle with breast cancer.

to do: pack pack pack in those festive trader joe's bags. start doing yoga again. brave the hills of westchester. don't think about 20˚ weather. collage. get up earlier. smile.

bull castration

i added a sticker to my small grey nalgene: a spanish bull, apparently, bought by the roman amphitheatre in arles (provence). the weekend with my parents was fun, if stressful, and yes, i can read a map, quite well actually, even if i'm nul at determining distances.

i saw these pinchers that castrate the bulls, also - ouch, poor things.

suny-purchase next year for my masters with tara helen o'connor (anyone familiar with dawn upshaw's golijov disque "ayre"? she plays on it with the andalusian dogs). i will find people to sing with, and maybe even will get to play with gulia and clio (they'll both be in the city) and frolick the streets with katherine cohn, my longtime something of a soulmate.

jonathan from québec is coming to paris this weekend, as is my friend perry from london from french woods! hooray! i think some good chinese food grâce à ching-min is in order for a group of 5 on saturday...

more soon...plagued by work and thoughts of not leaving...