Mostly because even with all my time for retroactive based posting today, I'm finding that I really don't have a clue about what happened before Thursday. Here's some of the blogworthy shit that's been going on while I haven't been posting:
1. P. Fizzie is my most steady and hardcore (until afterwards when he breaks down and cries because he can't digest a little alcohol) of rolling buddies. He's helped me kicked the liver up from pickled to fossilized. Good times.
2. I went to the Chromeo/Radio 4 show the other week. I'm never going to Spirit again because it looks like the prom hall from she's all that. And I don't understand the point of being up front at a concert to scowl in the face of the artists. Wow...you're an asshole, you're so cool! Leave the front for the fans, please! And I think I might be the only person (including the band themselves it seems) that actually likes Chromeo unironically.
3. Sakepolitans at Drum will never get old. I'm all about the plum wine right now.
4. Sapph Thursdays have come back in a major way, but how much 419 has fallen off is really sad. You know they've suceeded in killing the Meatpacking District when Francopalooza might actually be the best thing going over there.
5. Last Saturday, I got to dress up for my aunt's wedding. It was on a boat out in the Long Island Sound. I've got the polished and stylish thing down pat. Even when I went all semi-Marilyn Monroe coming down the steps, it was very elegant. Somebody needs to invite me to a shindig because that dress is too pretty to sit in the back of my closet.
6. My Wes kid sightings went back into the stratosphere this week, but one really annoyed me. Jay-V, TrendVickster, and I were at this pseudococktail party when a girl came up to us. Her ego was out of control as she asked us what we were up to in life before dropping her job and projects in a "i'm so fabulously important" tone. I mean, don't get me wrong here in NYC, there's plenty of people with really amazing jobs, but not everyone has to be so stuck up about it. I didn't know her well in college but it's obvious that she came here to transform into a self-important phony. Is it wrong for me to expect better things from Middletown cohorts?
6b. And while I'm talking about school sightings, I was at Francopalozza when I recognized a girl from my time in DC. She was part of the French mass, though one of the peripherals. She and I chatted about what a small world it was and she knows better not to keep up with that asshole of an ex-roomie I had.
7. My latest article is still late. Umm yeah.
8. I still haven't cleaned my room in like 2 months. When I say I can't find the floor, I'm not exaggerating.
9. I need less talk and more action. Take that however you please.
10. I need to hurry up and move so I can get this home bar action going. It's just so much cheaper. Or else I should buy a flask and be an unabashed wino.
11. After days of fruitless searching, anyone that could hook me up with the "Game Over" mp3 might be my new best friend.
Posted by Candicissima at June 20, 2004 03:25 PM