Tonight I: spent an amount of money on dinner that would cause me to curl up in a little ball and hyperventilate if it were not a business expense, walked enough to give myself a few impressive blisters, and was stepped on by a very drunk man who veered into me on the sidewalk.
Yes, I can see why people find the city so irresistible.
(But it is a pretty neat time, here. Today I liveblogged a session and met a bunch of interesting people and had a massage at a cocktail party, and how often can you say THAT? It kind of balances out the being stepped on by a drunk part.)