It’s the Devil’s Day – Perfect Time to Talk About New York!
I am a fool. But that’s why everyone likes me, I think.
I went on my monthly pilgrimage to New York this past weekend, hoping to attend Alexis‘ summer jam. Sadly, she had to cancel it; however, the weekend still ended up being completely and totally ridiculous. I got even less sleep than usual (only 5 hours each night!), I ate more than usual, I drank more than usual, and I laughed so much that I think it counts as an ab workout.
My thoughts on the weekend?
* Lava Gina? Please. Nice way to cover up the fact that the bar was just a big vagina. It was red. It was moist. It had Vs all over the place. And while I only sort of liked the bar, I loved laughing about the name.Â
* Bringing southern girls like Lizzie and Cori to NY brings out the drinker in me. Apparently, I feel the need to party more than usual so that I can prove how much fun I have. I need to chill.
* I have entirely too many friends that could be professional prank callers. Ali, Bob, and Cori had me falling over laughing way too many times to count.
* I scream at people when I’m drunk. Loudly. This is annoying, and I must stop.
* Wandering around SoHo when you have no intention of spending money is a bad idea.
* The red velvet cupcakes at Sugar Sweet Sunshine do NOT have the good frosting. Moose? I like buttercream!
* I stick my tongue out at cameras every other picture when I’m drunk. This is kind of gross – I apologize to everyone who is forced to look at them.
* Spying on people making out never gets old. And, when you have ApplePop and Ali to yell obscenities at them, it can be even MORE fun than it was when you were 12.
* Even New York has bad pizza. But when it’s 6 am, you don’t care.
So. That’s all I have to say about that. I wonder what next month’s trip will hold?
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June 6th, 2006 at 4:43 pm
Pizza in RI is gross…NY pizza is not gross!!!
June 6th, 2006 at 4:50 pm
The name of the bar you went to totally reminded me of a child’s name I came across recently at work: LaGina. Can you imagine the teasing this child will go through. A week later I ran across someone with the last name of “Dickenhurr”. I really wish I were kidding. I hope that kid meats a Dickenhurr kid someday and they get married. How sweet would that be?!
June 7th, 2006 at 1:45 pm
Next month? I’m going to poop on myself. Hellooooooooooooo.
June 7th, 2006 at 2:47 pm
you have the MOST fun in nyc and it is the city you MUST move to. I think i lost weight from laughing so much, and I def have never stayed out that late past college
June 7th, 2006 at 6:20 pm
Your drunkenness is one of your many wonderful qualities. Don’t change.
June 7th, 2006 at 7:20 pm
John is such a good boyfriend.
June 8th, 2006 at 9:56 am
John, you just need me to stay drunk so that I don’t realize what a drunk YOU are.