Left Chicago on Friday afternoon. Blue Line to O'hare after brunch at Corner Bakery. The potatoes were greasy. Ride was fine, the middle of the afternoon only has two types of riders, travelers or students, lots of bags, books, and some bookbags. Flight left a bit late, but still arrived roughly on time to Newark, and then took a train to Penn St. Cold and rainy in NYC, seemed to be worse weather than home. Met Linda at her work where she was having a beer with two co-workers. Gashed her hand open on a broken glass the prior night and had to go to the emergency room for stitches. Stayed nearby and had really good ramen (Mabo-men to be exact). Didn't go out, just went back to her place and talked for a while.
