Saturday, January 2, 2010


Apparently the National Building Museum party sucked for 95% of the people there. My friends and I were lucky: we had waited in the Lord of the Flies-style line for only 20 minutes when security decided to open a side door right next to us. Then, thanks to a friend of a friend of Catherine's, we spent the entire time in the host suite, which, unlike the rest of the party, mysteriously never ran out of alcohol. I had a great time but now feel guilty about it. Oh, whatever. Everyone's getting a $50 gift certificate to George or Gin and Tonic, and to that guy in the white scarf - no amount of poor planning justifies urinating in the middle of the hallway. Sorry.

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