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a person in 287 photos in 2004

meredith

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!misshapes31
leigh25
!us21
catrinel19
!best15
sarah15
sarah h15
amy k14
!tongue13
!hickey12
!boobs10
!dance9
!kiss9
!lick9
amanda8
!beach8
david k8
!driving8

meredith — Sarah and Meredith getting their Star O' David on.

meredith — With Fiasco's very first gig cancelled because of Rothko temporarily getting shut down, we decided to eat a ton of pizza at Lombardi's and then dance our sadness away over at Misshapes. Meredith stopped at her corner bodega on the way over to Lombardi's to get our brown-bagged Sparks on.

meredith — Meredith, Grant, Amanda, Sarah and Devin (who we all met through this site! Devin did all the design-work for the first incarnation of the Fiasco site and as a thank you, the band flew he and his wife up to NYC to see the first show!)

meredith — Only Fatty can look lost in a bar.

meredith — "No Meredith, this is what it looks like when doves cry."

meredith — Fatty and Meredith work on their impressions of my hair.

meredith — After a good day's sleep and catching up with M-deth (ha!), she and I went out to Brooklyn to say hi to...

meredith — Later that night, she packed her bags and I dropped her off at the airport! Back to having no friends! Bah.

meredith — Oh, lookee here! Look who's gloating? (She's only laughing because she has no idea that this one time would be the ONLY TIME SHE'S EVER BEAT ME AT SCRABBLE! Bwa-ahahahahaha!)

meredith — She pretty much summed it up best when she said "The ledge was covered in coins that people had slid through the window, in an apparent attempt to harm anonymous passers-by. That, at least, was one sentiment we (as New Yorkers) could relate to." Hahah.

meredith — On Monday I took a day off work to do more SF-sightseeing with Meredith. But first things first, we finally managed to find Scrabble and scored a slice.

meredith — Which she totally loved.

meredith — Oh! I forget to mention the best thing about my new apartment: it came with a dog! The only thing better than a dog of your own is a roommate's dog. That way you get all the benefits of dog-loving without ever having to clean up their poop. Ladies and Gentleman, I introduce you to Chandler the Dog (aka - Chandler the Little Pointy Dog). Oh, so it turned out we couldn't find a store anywhere on a Sunday evening that sold Scrabble (fucking San Francisco!). So I was forced instead to entertain Meredith with...

meredith — Awwwww.

meredith — Hey, most of you being smarter than me probably already know this, but just in case any of you out there are as dumb as me, here's a little factoid for you: the Pacific Ocean is FUCKING FREEZING! WTF?? You can't swim in there! Here's a picture of Meredith getting the soles of her feet wet moments before screaming and running back to dry land. Damn. That shit was so hold it felt hot! Like and ocean of lava. Fack!

meredith — The view of the valley on the way back towards San Francisco.

meredith — Finally, after just over 3 hours of wandering through the forest (with no water!) we made it back to the park.

meredith — We looked at the trail map and decided to do one of the hikes through the forest that was a 3 mile loop.

meredith — We go so tired we almost called it quits and just moved into this little hobbit house tree.

meredith — Speaking of awesomely massive.

meredith — Here are a few of the smaller trees that I was actually able to get in the frame. Even the littler ones are awesomely massive!

meredith — Okay, this one might give you a little bit of an idea. See how tiny Meredith looks? (Keep in mind the tree still goes on for like another 70ft!)

meredith — After we were done standing around gawking at the fog for almost an hour like two half-wits, we hopped back into the car to the check out the redwoods at Muir Woods National Park! I don't think I managed to get any photos that truly capture how massive these things are.

meredith — Even after seeing it a bunch of times, the views are so beautiful that it literally makes you go "Whooooooa!" every time you see it. I managed to snap this pic of Mer mid-gasp.

meredith — On Sunday we woke up earlier and decided to do some exploring closer to town.

meredith — On the other side we parked in the little scenic pull-over area and watch the fog roll across the bridge.

meredith — ...a digital camera! Which upon returning to NYC she used to start her very own exciting (yet short-lived...*sniffle*) photoblog.

meredith — Hey, cut me a break - I'm from NJ where you're not allowed to pump your own gas (no, I'm serious) so somehow it's still a novelty.

meredith — After filling up, we drove back north into town, got some dinner and then went and saw Shaun of the Dead. And afterwards, we went to the Sony store and Meredith got herself...

meredith — Meredith realized that her recent haircut enabled her to do a creepily spot-on impression of me. Later on in the gift shop I did my own impression...

meredith — Nerd invasion! Meredith walking like an Egyptian in front of the tank.

meredith — Meredith kept making fun of the weird "all natural" California lip balm stuff that I bought because she said it made my lips look white. I didn't believe her until she took it and put it on. (I can't figure out if it looks like she's dead, or it looks all hot like the frosted pink lipstick that Kevin Arnold's insanely hot mom used to wear on the Wonder Years. Oh, Mrs. Arnold.).

meredith — Not only is the food all tasty, but after you order they hand you a lil' number and tell you to "Go on and sit down. Make yourself comfortable." I was like "Uh, why?" The lady behind the counter's all "We'll bring you your food when it's ready." And then I was all "Oh, wow. Thanks. Uh.....will you marry me?"

meredith — And, um, Meredith did a high kick that I managed to capture with the cam (it looks like she's got a broken leg!). People say that it's good to try living in different places so that you can experience new things...

meredith — Cliffy!

meredith — Then we ran down the slope to check out the sea view.

meredith — Then we took a quick "windy hair" pic.

meredith — ...hopping in my car and heading down the famous Rt. 1 (the Pacific Coast Highway) to check out the view.

meredith — Oh, did I forget to mention that the elevator in my townhouse opens out into an open-air deck that's accented by florescent pink pieces of translucent plexiglass? Meredith strikes a quick (80s) pose before...

meredith — Look, my very first visitor at my new apt!

meredith — ....and crushed her skull.

meredith — Here's me picking her up at the airport. See how excited she is? I told you that my Nissan Sentra rental drives the bitches wild! After we'd caught up, I made good on something I'd been promising for weeks...

meredith — Meredith and Grant on the dance floor.

meredith — "Hey Meredith, is that Grant over there? Watch this..."

meredith — David, Meredith and Una.

meredith — Miye, Meredith and David.

meredith — Ellen Stagg and Meredith (with David peeking out between them making the creepiest "scary pervy peeping guy" face I've ever seen). Wait, can I get a close up?

meredith — Awwwww! Thanks so much guys! You are the best friends ever. (Sorry I moved back so soon!). I started to put my gifts away and they were all like "No, no, no. After all the time we spent rounding that stuff up, you're wearing it at the party, CALIFORNIA BOY!"

meredith — Hahahahaha.

meredith — Mustard & Ketchup! Mustard & Ketchup!

meredith — On the walk home I realized that Meredith and Leigh's yellow and red hoodies made them look like they were playing "Mustard" and "Ketchup" in a 2nd Grade musical about the lunchroom.

meredith — We sat around shooting the shit and drinking beers and somewhere along the way our lil' gathering turned into a...

meredith — After hulahooping, Meredith's idea was to mess up our hair and see if we could make it look like it happened because someone scared us...

meredith — Success!

meredith — Meredith and Amy.

meredith — Greg and Meredith.

meredith — Meredith shows off her hot pink bra while Amy does a little arm tastin.

meredith — Sarah and Meredith copping a feel up Karen's thigh.

meredith — Hahaha. Check out schlemo in the background waving a fistfulla bills.

meredith — Homeboy in the background has now but his money away so concentrate better at getting his leer on.

meredith — Meanwhile, Meredith was getting fresh and frisky with her friend Shelley in the corner.

meredith — Meredith and Amy dorking away on the interweb.

meredith — Sarah and Meredith.

meredith — Sometimes you gotta just spread the cheeks and get in there.

meredith — Mustard-jacket Meredith and Amy cannoodling in the corner.

meredith — Me with my photobloggin biddies.

meredith — More Good Luck from Meredith. (By the way, whose fucking hat was that anyway?)

meredith — Awwww, lookee, lookee! It's my two most favoritest lady photobloggers, Meredith and Amy K. Hey Amy, nice face.

meredith — Afterwards, we headed back into Manhattan and met up with Amy!

meredith — Hahahah.

meredith — Meredith on the mic.

meredith — Tasty face.

meredith — Hahaha.

meredith — More face tasting.

meredith — We got to Red and Black and found the lovely Tarts of Pleasure manning the decks (er, cd players).

meredith — Leigh Lezark: Hair Stylist and Sneaky Boob-Toucher.

meredith — Why buy the bottle when you can just use a little right off the shelf?

meredith — Upon arriving at Bedford Ave, Leigh and Meredith ducked into the corner bodega to get some hair gel for Meredith's newly cut hair.

meredith — Ummm, thanks Meredith.

meredith — When Leigh and I met up with Meredith on the street, she was holding a shopping bag and laughing. Apparently, my birthday present that she'd told me was being "specially made" had finally arrvied and she informed me that she was going to "make me wear it out tonight." Well, Meredith's present turned out to be this uber-classy shirt that says "P is for Pussy" on the front (complete with a picture of the cookie monster doing the internation sign for pussy-eating)...

meredith — Grant wasn't having any of that. He quickly pulled a reverse and went in for the suck.

meredith — Then she actually dived on him and tried to give him a second hickey.

meredith — Charlene showed up and actually asked for a hickey! (Check out Grant's face as he questions Charlene's sanity).

meredith — By the end of the night, everyone was friends again. (Thanks to you, Pornobum!)

meredith — Hahahah.

meredith — ....he left her laying there.

meredith — And laughed at her.

meredith — Then he gave her the dreaded "Stoddard Thumbs Down." Noooooo!

meredith — After he was finished pouting, Grant rallied and exacted his revenge. Not only did he wrestle Meredith down to the filthy floor of Lit and give her a hickey...

meredith — Meredith wrestled Grant down and then proceeded to administer...

meredith — Afterwards, we went to the basement of Lit and had ourselves a front-room dance party.

meredith — Meredith's teef.

meredith — Later that afternoon the ladies took me to Red Bamboo for some vegetarian soul food. (Most likely, because unbeknownst to me, I was being taken to a steakhouse for my birthday dinner and this gave the two vegetarians a chance to fill up!).

meredith — Amy checking out Meredith's porno rizzump.

meredith — Moving to San Francisco in less than twenty days. (What the fuck was I thinking?)

meredith — Same picture, but this time someone managed to sneak in a crafty 'FUCK YOU, BIRTHDAY BOY" finger into the mix.' Hahaha.

meredith — Amy and Meredith dancing up a storm (with Dolph Lundgren's son?).

meredith — Meredith and Amy K. throwing down with the birthday boy.

meredith — Then Meredith showed up.

meredith — And started a little snuggle party in the corner. Awwww.

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