part of your world

i am so excited to have new readers and commenters; i take great joy in inspiring a love of this city in others.

so remember when i said we are like boring old people and never do anything? well not anymore, mister. yesterday s asked me if i wanted to go out that night and i said "yes, yes and yes!" (we do things all the time, i just needed a plan to look forward to, as i worked another ten hour day.) after work, taking the train down i said to mk "i am just so excited to see my boyfriend some place other than our apartment." after feeling like this week's refrain at work was "i am so sorry about ...", i was looking forward to the evening. (so much so that in preparation, i ratted my hair. like i was going out in 1987. whatever. my hair does not achieve volume of its own volition. also i put on a headband. i am not so wild.)

i took the v downtown to the LES. the actual lower east side, not the virtual lower east side (which i find totally hilarious and antithetical to what the LES actually is. whatever, mtv. keep reaching your youth demographics.) i met s, camp and ricardo love (another roommate, now making his blog debut, i believe) at rockwood, which has a teeny tiny bar and a larger room with a stage where live music played all evening. we did not leave the bar, however, as we went there to hang out with the bartender, a friend of my roommates. (can i just say, it is way more fun being friends with the bartender. she makes you amazing key lime pie martinis, and it barely costs you. excellent.) we sat around, drinking and talk and laughing for about three hours. and because new york is the biggest small town in the world, we ran into r. love's one true love on the street corner. i love when that happens; it makes you feel like new york is just the right size, big enough to get lost when you want to but no so big that you'll be lost forever. and then, since none of us had eaten dinner before going out (sorry, mom) we went and ate pizza. and just as last weekend i was free pizza pretty (i will tell that story sometime, i'm sure) this weekend i was free garlic knot pretty. such a score!

i sang and danced on the train home (to the chagrin of my dear s--sorry, sweets.) i didn't mean to make a fool of my self, but r. love was singing disney tunes, and how can a girl not join in on little mermaid songs? we made it home and cuddled our way to sleep, and now i am eating a brunch pb+j and getting ready to meet my owf for a restaurant week lunch at aspen. (i am link-crazy today, huh?) so, blog, what did you do last night?