August 06, 2002 | 9:47 AM

Yesterday night on my way home from buying a bottle of wine, I tripped and fell flat on my face in the middle of the street. And then the light changed and the cars started coming.

But I managed to scramble up and the wave my arms around and the car that was just about to flatten me stopped short.

I did bruise the living shit out of leg�the same one I scraped up outside of Planned Parenthood a month ago.

But.

Who cares?

Today I am getting the keys to my new place.

It feels like Christmas.

I�ll tell you all about it later.