day 2 continued

jesus christ the portions are so fucking huge here, even though very few people in new york seem to be obese. we went to mcdonalds at the top of macy's yesterday, holy shit, i totally forgot how huge everything is. our large is their regular, and their large is a fucking bucket. i don't think super size exists anymore, but wuttttt how can they do it to themselves. i know i'm nay but a waif but i can eat like any good fatty and it was far far too much. maybe the strain of maintaining such a serious unhappy face all the time helps them sweat it out. i just had a bacon cheeseburger at "big nick's" just a minute away, it was massive, a generous fist of pig and cow to stew with the chicken down in my magic tummy. i wanted to have pie and ice cream for dessert, thanks jack kerouac, but i couldn't even, so disappointing. the menu is fucking insane too, 24 pages of this:















holy shit, i didn't even notice that turkey burger til now. a pound of turkey meat, that's masochistic. kitchen nightmares taught me that probably 80% of the stuff on a menu this huge is festering in tupperware waiting to be reheated, but, they deliver for free! steaks and shit! which is fucking amazing, what a good idea.

so anyway yada yada i seperated from my family in times square and went for a walk. i should mention i stayed in times square before so like this was maybe the 8th time i'd been around it and i'm pretty sick of it by now, especially all the people. so many people. so all i did was head to this comic book shop i went to last time, now i'm a bit more clued up on comics i found some really cool books, i totally jewed out though. "20$???" complete with the ol eyebrow raise. i think i'm gunna go back and buy a couple of these anthology books, syncopated they're called. i googled the name and this http://syncopatedjottings.blogspot.com/ is the only relevant thing really. anyway they were cool. there was a fat dude in the adult comics section upstairs too, fat guys browsing porn is always gets a chortle.




















here are 0.001% of the wonderful ppl in times sq. just imagine being hot and sweaty and that there's this unplaceable unpleasant smell all around. fat people reading this won't need to imagine, lol, jk.

so yeah, i saw up, holy shit. another great pixar adventure, and though i'd definitely say the beginning half hour or so is much better than the rest, it's probably only because the beginning is so good. touching. pixar are well safe. it was in 3d too which is always cool. i guess you dorks back home will have to wait til cocktober to find out for yourselves, hahahahaha. they showed the teaser trailer for toy story 3 too, fuck year. the jokes in it were pretty corny though so i hope the actual film is better. oh shit, that old bitch is on the tv. i've totally forgotten her name. joan rivers. she probably made a joke about her old vagina, what a gas, women everywhere feel that beat in your chest, that's empowerment.


















seeing that scene in 3d was fuckin badass.

so yeah after that we got back on the ol A train to 79th, back to the hotel. look at me, talking like a regular joe, like one of them. brilliant. sitting here by the loud as fuck air conditioner proud as pie in my mj t, tim's watching john stewart, these jokes are totally going over my head. i think that's it for the day's events, i'm sure there's anecdotes i've told myself to remember and have totally forgotten. it's not pathetic that i make sure to remember things that are happening while they happen so that i can tell people about it. experiencing it is just not enough.

the conversations with my family are getting easier. all is well. hitting the guggenheim tomorrow, then meeting aohan. should be cool. wish u were here. x