After an emergency visit to a new dentist today - the current one's mini clinic is on holiday the whole week - I took my horsey-feeling jaw 'n lips home to have a quiet evening.

First, I decided to launch into the supermarket catch from yesterday. I only go on a hunt-with-trolley less than once a week, on average, and the days that follow are always great fun as I ravish a week's supply in, mostly, two days. Today I tried a long baguette for the first time, instead of ever more chemically tasting bread rolls, and with i.a. camembert & honey added, 't was a joy.

Then, I watched the rented DVD I picked up yesterday: Jacques Cousteau's first long film, LE MONDE DU SILENCE, and got the old warm feeling of remembering when I'd first seen these as a young teen. But only for about half an hour, until the Calypso crew started misbehaving with a group of sperm whales; perhaps my growing misgivings are explained by my admitting that these whales have been my favourite of all cetacean species since about a decade: First the ship rammed an adult, and, then, instead of being more careful, like slowing down & following them, they basically broke the back of a baby whale, finally harpooning (!) it, catching it by the tail, tying this to the side of the ship, "mercifully" (!) shooting the baby in the head and then watching it being torn apart by sharks, which they then also proceeded to spear/pummel/hook & generally mistreat. ("All men at sea hate sharks.") Perhaps I never saw this film?

But I finally found some respite in a book I'd started a while ago, and now want to finish by the weekend: Levithan's BOY MEETS BOY. An astounding entry in the U.S. American race for cutest or most romantic high-school "diary" novel! Written in a well-executed easy-going style, with memorable characters like Infinite Darlene, the school's best footballer. Astounding - because it's about a homosexual romance between the protagonist, a young guy surrounded by his best friends, like Darlene & (female hetero) Joni, and handsome/mysterious newcomer, Noah. And all written in a classic-laid-out suburban setting in an alternate USA. A decade-and-a-half old, almost, and currently highly relevant... Wow!

Gute Nacht.