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Sleep is awesome.

I haven't had a good night sleep in ages, but last night i was camped out on Heather's couch, and slept like a baby.

I didn't have charlie's snoring, or Dillon's weight across my legs, but i did have the sounds of NYC: Cars going by, honking, midnight shouting from people- and it was so good. It was my own personal lullaby, really.

The flight in was fine, even if we were delayed a half an hour. But at least they didn't make us sit on the plane for it.

There was a family of redheads in front of me. I was later mistaken by a flight attendant to be 'with them'.

Got in, took a cab to Heather. Matt whipped up this unbelievable chicken stir fry that was just...ngh. So GOOD. Restaurant quality.

After i was well fed, me and Heather left the apartment to get Rita's italian ices. We had a Rita's in Long Island, so i was beyond pleased.

We finished an episode of The Office, then Heather had me watch Wet Hot American Summer.

The two of them went to bed after that. I hung out for a bit, then conked out.

In the morning, the supervisor came by to fix something in the bathroom, and mistook me for Heather, referring to Matt as "my" boyfriend/husband.

Today we're going to do some shoe shopping for the Bar Mitzvah, hang out, and go out to dinner