Jennie, Jennie
I have a total crush on Jennie. Tonight, Sam and I, and Bill and Edgar, met up with Michael and Jennie for dinner at Empire Szechuan. I'd never met Jennie before, and when I saw her standing across Broadway with Michael, I started smiling. When she saw us, she started smiling. I got all giggly like a little girl and ended up hopping across Broadway. I hugged her; she kissed my cheek. I swooned; she smiled again.
After dinner, we tried to find a real coffeehouse to go to, but only found a Starbucks. When we got to it, it was full..nowhere to sit and have a chat. "There's another one!" Jennie called out, and sure enough, 2 more blocks down was Yet Another Starbucks. Thank God that each Starbucks in the Universe has clear line-of-sight with at least one other Starbucks. You just know that one day they're going to throw a giant red switch and activate a network that turns us all into frappuchino-craving zombies. Ut-oh.
Crashiepoo met up with us after we'd gotten our venti grande's (with whip!) At times it felt like we'd all been friends since god was a boy (you know, before he became a transsubstantisexual). Man, I love that.
I've loved this entire trip to NYC. We've been staying on the Upper Westside, with Bill & Edgar. I've written about them before, always in the glowingest terms possible. They used to be my next door neighbors back home in San Francisco. I used to be so...used to...having them around. I love them both so much. I miss them, have missed them, am going to miss them when we leave for Northeastern Pennsylvania (Shavertown, PA, to be exact) in the morning.
Just being around Bill & Edgar again had predisposed me to enjoy everything about New York. But Rich Maxwell (the one that originally dubbed me "Peaches") was also in town with our friend Scott and that made things that much more comfortable. Then we ran into a co-worker of mine in a total coincidence at the end of Christopher Street. San Francisco has completely inured me to being shocked at such events. Serendipity rules.
We also saw our neighbor (well, about 4 blocks away) Bob on Columbus Circle when Sam and Michael and I were headed to lunch earlier today. The world gets smaller and smaller all the time. Awesome.
The only profoundly sad thing (selfishly) for me in this whole trip is saying goodbye to Michael. We've only known each other for about a year, but time doesn't really figure into friendship. There are people I can know for decades and never refer to as 'friend', and most of my friendships have started with that instant recognition of something special between us.
All camp aside, that's what happened with Mr. Trinity tonight. The world may be getting smaller, but moments like these remind me that 3500 miles is still too far away.