i was still recovering from the night before, so last night i lounged around. instead of the squid ink scallop linguini i was going to make, i just had grilled cheese and cambell's tomato soup. i'd forgotten how good that combination is. to balance out the comfort food i also drank a really good bottle of bordeaux. then i finished off the night by reading montaigne. i had put off his essays because when i started them before they were just too dense. but now i'm finding them really entertaining.
i finished shattuck's book on Proust. It became tedious towards the end when he starts going on about art and memory and bergson. it just drags. but then the appendix is a contemporary interview with Proust which brings him alive.
i've been feeling anxious all day without any reason. maybe an msg buzz from the bad chinese food at lunch (not my choice). later, i'm off to workout and drink.
i finished shattuck's book on Proust. It became tedious towards the end when he starts going on about art and memory and bergson. it just drags. but then the appendix is a contemporary interview with Proust which brings him alive.
i've been feeling anxious all day without any reason. maybe an msg buzz from the bad chinese food at lunch (not my choice). later, i'm off to workout and drink.