March 17, 2005

  • High Upon The Mesa…

    New York Cate Reception, baby. Right off the bat I get hit with the overload stick. Look at the beautiful babies of the Cate mesa.

    And the crazy ass mo fos.

    Look at the winners of best random appearance…

    Can you name them?

    Ill give you a hint, its Tu Shaun Ting and Gabe Yuen.

    I sketchily snapped a quicky of Karina Palifox and Juilie forget her last name right now.

    Of course, the obligatory casual pict.

    Nice stare, Jo.

    Look at this couch of power players. Investments and magazines and hotels, oh my!

    I swear guys, Chris isn’t even that cool.

    Obviously, I had to go all nazi-photo blogger style and got the class of 98 to represent.

    What I didn’t know is that drew, the guest photographer, gave me the crotch surprise.

    Had to mac it to the younger Collins for a bit.

    Schmooze it with the headmaster that my class approved.

    And said goodbye to billick, who graduated 98 even though she really was 99 (you can just smell it on her).

    This one is a bit weird.

    That’s Andrea Browne. I think she went out with my brother.

    Anyway… The party stopped, but we kept it ragin’, heading to Nadine’s boyfriends restaurant (not literally his, he works there ((i have, just now, been corrected. he is co owner, with his father))).

    Meredith can’t hold the surprise in the cab.

    I was thinking the restaurant was some dive bar from its bar vetra appellation, as was jo and mer, but we got the expensive restaurant instead.

    I think we made the most of it.

    Damn bitch, everybody’s got a card except me.

    Don’t you just love it when you have to do it three times.

    Notice i kept my expression basically (if you don't count the whiteman's overbite) the same.

    Well Cateys, nothin’ but love.

    See you next year. Grrrrrrr.