So...
I'm type, type, typing away, and chat, chat, chatting away a little earlier, when a friend I haven't seen in years IMs me. And it turns out that he's in town for the weekend,
and that he was at
Gypsy earlier tonight too!!!!! And since he's staying at the Beacon, and since he's flying back to Florida in a few hours, and since he decided just to stay up until his car service came, well... We decided to meet at French Roast on Broadway - one of the many 24-hour bistros in town. And that's what we did. We had a great time catching up, and they were surprisingly busy for a Sunday night/Monday morning. And I did allow myself to indulge in their
gratin of macaroni and
fromage. Tres, tres, delicieux! And a cup of their surprisingly good
chocolat chaud, avec a cruller.
So, he should be on his way to Newark about now, and I probably should be heading to bed. Of course, I'm now sooooo wired. Part adrenaline, part sugar/chocolate high, part just good ole good times natural high. -And it's a full moon too! -Which probably means I may just end up staying up all night. Which actually seems like a reasonable idea. If one can truly be reasonable at 4:38am.
