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wiped out. You has bullet points now.

Went up to Central Park and watched runners approach the finish line for a while. Place was mobbed. A little sobered watching a crowd of people complete something incredibly badass that I wouldn't do in a million years. Especially not in an Iron Man costume/mask. No I'm not kidding.
Dad decided he wanted sandwiches from the Carnegie Deli. They were bigger than my head, heavier than a mofo to cart on the train all the way home and insanely expensive. I hope he enjoys them. I'd like to mention he's probably one of the most spoiled old men on earth next to muffkin' Hugh Hefner.
Uh, so Five Guys Park Slope moved. I charged out of the subway per usual and very nearly walked right past it on my way to the old location. It actually ends up being more convenient for me now, being right next to the 7th Ave stop as opposed to a nine-ten block hike down 7th ave itself, and while I always do love a stroll through the Slope, NEGL at that point I was sick of subways and walking. cell23 and I took the bus home cause I wanted to stay above ground.
Was supposed to take the first turn at driving home because, well, I'm the one who theoretically knows how to get out of the city. Theoretically. But I got as far as the gas station several blocks from the house and I had to give cell23 the keys because I was freaking the hell out. I don't even know what happened there but I was hyperventilating and heart racy until we got out of NY (cell23, after an initial bit of terror, did beautifully for having to drive in NY for the first time on extremely short notice). Not best pleased. Haven't had a panic attack that bad in years, and not a driving related one since before I got my license... oh wait, I lie, there was a minor one last year but I think I figured out what set it off now. Anyway I got over it, and took over the drive once we passed Stamford and was fine doing so all the way home despite a jackass of a truck that kept fucking with me almost the entire trip through Connecticut. I also have splints in my left shin. Oh, Hanzo, how I miss your cruise control!