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...lose to the Giants! That's ok, though. I was mostly there...
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On Friday evening, I had dinner with this lovely gentleman.
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Meredith scored first place in the clean plate club.
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...he was number one.
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Scott and Amanda.
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This Guy? Number one! (This is an awesome photo)
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Zoe came and joined us!
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USA #1!
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Who's my blurry number one girl?
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It was amazing to see them put on an epic area type show. They totally killed it.
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Rosie and Meredith.
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...the first beach day of the year! Woooo!
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Oh, right. Thanks, for clearing that up!
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Yes, fine. You're number one (for now).
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Sweet Tits Whoomped her way into last place! (But at least she managed to block Fatty from gloating with his "I'm number one!" pose in the background).
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Big Fatty put the Big Guns to use and came out on top.
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Fatty celebrates by making the "X is for strike" sign (bonus points awarded for also having two "I'm number one" index fingers extended).
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...awwww yeah, me. Still number one! Still number one!
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Sophia Lamar!
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This was also the night I met Alexis' friend Jesse, who was visiting her hometown NYC from London.
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January, 2004
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Boo-yah!
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If you don't know her from when we danced dirty at my Goodbye Brooklyn party back in April of 2002, do yourself a favor and familiarize yourself with the background to this story right now. (Don't worry, it'll open a new window and when you're done you can just close it and you'll be right back here, kay?)
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Needless to say, Team BatFatty was victorious. We're #1! We're #1!
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Before we get into the party pics, there's a story that needs to be told.

This is Tamara. She's #1 because she showed up for the party early. week early. Picture it: it's around 1am on the Wednesday a week before the party. I just had gotten home and all of the sudden, my door buzzer sounds. I walk out into the stairwell right outside my door (I live on the 2nd floor) and I see my upstairs neighbor Mike standing at the top of the stairs looking down at me. I figure he has guests that rang my bell and his bell so I say, "Don't worry Mike, I'll let them in." (Figuring they were Mike's guests).

I go downstairs, open the door and Tamara says "Hi, we're here for the party." (She had her roommate with her). I'm like, "Oh, okay - It's upstairs." (Pointing in the direction of Mike's floor). I run up the stairs and go into my apartment (the door shuts behind me). I go into my room and shut the door. A second later, I hear someone talking to me over the music I had playing - I figure it's my roommate, Victoria, asking me who was at the door. I walk out of my room to tell her that they rang our bell by accident and I walk out to see Tamara and her roommate standing in my living room.

Tamara says: "We're here for the party!" (holds up bottle of vodka triumphantly).
Me (confused): "Um, okay. I guess it's upstairs."
Tamara: "Emma's party?"
Me (not making the connection): "Um, okay. I guess it's upstairs."
Tamara: "But I recognize you from the invite in the picture with Emma."
Me: "Emma Taylor?"
Tamara: "Yes."
Me: "Oh, that party would be NEXT week."
Tamara: "Ohmigod." (covers face).
Me: "Doh!"
Tamara: "In that case, could you put this vodka in the freezer?"
Me: "Sure."
Tamara: (Turns. Leaves my apartment in a hurry).