Friday, January 27, 2006
Last night, a TNO. Eliot arranged it. Austrailia Day, or something. At an Australian bar over on the far side of Alphabet City. Cold. I took a cab.
What can you say, really? $2.50 Fosters (though you had to buy ‘em a pair at a time). Talked it up with Christian and Christin and Jaki and Tristan and Paris and Andy and who knows who else…
What a weird night.
Got in… 9:30? Slept more. Late for my Post-Lin group meeting. And groggy through it (that’s no good).
Eek.
Poof.
