March 21, 2005

  • Double Party Night, Session One…

    It was sara’s birthday…

    …last week. But with the L train out of commission, celebrations had to be moved to this week.

    What a moody meeting of Wesleyan grads.

    Paul’s going to get into your head.

    He’s applied to psychology grad for fall.

    Micah told me he just doesn’t believe our era of movies will be remembered in a good light.

    I disagreed, every generation has jewels that will go down in history.

    Please Hammer, don’t hurt them.

    Because, you know, they do have a ghost knife.

    Una would never hurt a fly.

    Look, its that play we did people again.

    I don’t know this girls name, but greg and her choreographed a very impressive chin synchronization.

    Don’t parties just look like weird pigeon mating rituals?

    Gabe pontificated on our physical world, challenging chaos theory.

    Rebecca never stopped smiling.

    And doug showed up, right at as I was leaving, to win best picture of the party.

    I keep telling you, late night empty subways always feel artsy.

    Happy birthday sara.