I've arrived!

I've survived the Fung Wah bus once again! Ha ha, you people who say that it is a death machine. It is awesome.

Wes was there to meet me but no cha siu bao in hand (roast pork bun. SO GOOD.) He did have a delish piece of raisiny eggy bread from the Chinese bakery- also delish and hearty enough to old me over until we got noodles and fried wontons at a Chinese restaurant. So basically it was a China-tastic evening.

Now we're just hanging out in the apt. I've been sort of freaking out over work tomorrow- you know that feeling of second-guessing all your decisions? I'm unusually plagued with it. Some Veronica Mars Season 1 and chocolate Lactaid milk will probably cure all of my mild-grade anxiety- if not, some street fruit and an iced latte will have to do the trick before I start work at the Agency at 10 tomorrow.

In "what free stuff can Wes and I do in the most expensive city on earth" (other than...all of Europe) game, we've won! PS 321 is having a POETRY SLAM this Friday at the Barnes and Noble near us. Awesome AND free. YAY!

Wes and I are thinking Coney Island this weekend- we have a hankering for the Cyclone. Who doesn't?