magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

Fitful sleep and weird dreams.

Around dinner time I called Chris to see what he was up to. 'Actually, I'm headed into Manhattan now to run some errands, but I'd be up for something cheap when I'm done.' And hour and a half or so later we met for falafels. And then had to walk a dozen blocks up to Union Square to meet Sarah.P before eating them. Which I was getting upset about at the time, but in retrospect it was probably only because I hadn't really eaten much all day.

From there we all went out to Julia's house and hung out and talked and ate a little more.

Midnight-ish I walked home, taking the simplest route, and not getting lost this time.