magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

up early, after much too little sleep, to pick emily.f up at port authority. and back to er!n's and just about passed out on the living room floor in front of a fan for another hour or two before breakfast.

then the four of us walked around the city for a while, visited a few community gardens, geroge did some vegan shoe shopping, poked around in a thrift shop. and another lunch at angelica's kitchen, a wonderful vegan restaurant near er!n's.

and before leaving the city, we carted a whole bunch of heavy stuff out of er!n's apartment down to the van. (she's moving out for good when she starts at cooper union in the fall, and all the furniture and such that doesn't go with friends will end up in the trash. we might make another trip next weekend to take some more.)

driving home, sparked by the futon in the back of the van, i thought about the first time that i hung out with stef. and almost out loud, 'that is so such a totally fucking different life ago.' you can never go back to those first formative rustlings. sadly.