I accidentally left my tiny camera over Leigh's house and when I got it back the next day, I found she'd left me a little "Hey, look! My AC's working" portrait on my camera. Hahaha. Then later on that night back at Casa de Sarah I watched...
Sunday Morning Brunch Club at Kate's Joint! Holy shit, remember when we used to do this pretty much EVERY SUNDAY? Clockwise from Left: Sarah, Meredith, Elhaam, Rob Hitt, Brandon, Josh, Ellen, Karen and Leigh!
...head to Misshapes, which was also way too loud and crowded. So we went back into the secret room in the back and pretty much found everyone else we know hiding back there too. Somehow a roll of electrical tape ended up becoming the entertainment for the night. Leigh-man Chu.
Later that night we went to Orchard Bar for Sarah and Karen's party. (Hey, when are you guys gonna pick a new venue and restart that shit. Spring's gonna be here soon and there aren't any fun weeknight parties).
Then back at Apartment 3A, it was like craft class! Everyone was pitching in the help Sarah make customized record singles for her then-newly-launched record label: Stolen Transmission.
On Tuesday, Leigh and I went to Thompkin Square to people watch (er, ok...and to work on our tans). So we're sitting there, minding our own business and then this guy shows up to the park with...
She's a bad workout influence! Not only did we leave the gym early because her "wrist hurt," she also managed to talk me into eating a "big bag" of Honey Roasted Cashews immediately afterwards (not that I really needed all that much convincing). You evil little treat hound!
Afterwards we went back to my new place (at Sarah's!) and somehow ended up digging up this old gem (that was given to her by some random fashion designer at SXSW 2005) in Sarah's closet. How about you turn around and show us that dress, Tins?
On Wednesday morning, Leigh called me and told me that she'd been attacked by a guy while trying to get into her apartment the previous night. The guy grabbed her by her purse, and dragged her down her building's (marble) front steps, but she screamed at the top of her lungs and kicked him (with stiletto heels on!) and in the end, he ended up running away (with a badly punctured leg) before he could manage to get her bag. Leigh showing off her battle scars!
On Tuesday night I stopped by Happy Ending to say goodbye! The next morning I was heading up to Western Massachusetts to spend the next 10 days in total silence at a meditation retreat (which, believe it or not, was one of the hardest things I've ever done in my life!). Sarah, Scott and Leigh.
Then downstairs in the basement I ran into little miss Leigh Lezark (shocked out of her innocent lil' mind by Tracy's scandalous gaymakeout in the background). Haha.
Afterwards I headed over to Misshapes to meet up with Sarah and Leigh. After SXSW, pretty much everyone (except me) headed down to the Winter Music Conference in Miami and so everyone was showing off their...
Afterwards, I went over to Lit to meet up with this little asshole. I hadn't seen her in a long ass time and wanted to catch up because the very next day I was going to Jamaica with Meredith for a week!
...Leigh smelling her fingers??? WTF? When the bar's empty it's pretty much a given that I'm going to take out my camera and try to get everybody to do stupid gangsta poses.