And you leave me with my jaw on the floor, hey!

Feeling a lot better today! My elbow still stings, and my back and bum are sore, but I'll manage to do the laundry tonight. Unfortunately. (I think laundry, unless machines are accessible in the very house or apartment you live in, is the lamest chore ever.)

By the way, the illustrious Zan left a comment in the more positive post from yesterday about that doorman - and apparently, he's been written about before! Check it!

Anyway, I must now write about the wonderful time I had last night with Beth from Bethis. [Sidenote: if you're not reading her blog, you should be!!] She's visiting from Rhode Island and stayed at a hotel near where I work, so we met up at a classy place called Whiskey Park for the hilarity. And, I can tell you, she is as funny as her blog. I was dying.

The great thing about meeting up with a blogger is getting to share all the stuff you DON'T write about and the reasons why. Secrets, secrets - are fun, when they're innocent, and you'd rather share them with a friend than a google searcher. I think the main question I would ask of any blogger would be about their past; our blogs tend to reside in the present, and every now and then the blogger will tread back for a memory or two. But getting to talk face to face makes it all the better, and Beth and I talked about where we grew up, went to school, etc., etc., etc. Also, she's been living in Rhode Island for over a year and we don't have any mutual friends! That's surprising for two people who have lived there, just saying.

And that's about all I can say about what we talked about. Mwahahaha.

So after the hour and a half of laughing at the bar we had to part ways - her to another swanky bar, and me to my own tragic crosswalk fall. Beth, you better come back for more hangs!