We started walking over to Sarah's house at 5:30. I secretly texted the party and told them that we were on the way and that anyone who was there from out of town should go up on to the roof and hide for a while so that Meredith wouldn't get tipped off to the fact that something was up!
After the show, I went back to Sarah's place and right after we got there, Gurj, who'd been away for weeks and weeks, got back. Look how excited these two are to be reunited!
...KEG STANDS! Hahaha. What started out as a joke quickly turned into reality as we all got drunk. Sarah went first! Homegirl got hoisted! Check out how perfectly vertical she is!
Tuesday night was official Halloween, but I was tired and had to get up early the next morning, so I just ended up going over to Sarah and Brandon's to hang out! My buddy Alessandro was in town staying with Meredith and I because he was playing a few CMJ shows with his side-project band Modwheelmood (I consider that band his "side project band" just because the other band he's in is Nine Inch Nails! Hahahah), so he came along!
In the end, Team NoJenny won! (Meredith decided to represent for Jenny by popping out her knockers!). After Cranium, we all hung out for a while and then someone noticed that Meredith had disappeared. When Meredith disappears from a party, it's usually because...
Karen, Sarah, and Jenny started out as a team, but about 15 minutes in the game, Jenny got a red-card for being too drunk to understand how the game was played. This was also the night that Jenny coined a phrase that I still happily use on a weekly basis. During one of the challenges where Sarah was required to draw a picture and get her teammates to guess a clue, Jenny watched her draw and started yelling out guesses. "Uh....it's FEET! Uhhhhh. Uhhhhh. Hmmmm. Oh! Feet! No, VAGINA! OH, FEET!"
Sarah using Meredith as a puppet! (PS - Check out Meredith's sweet-ass souvenir shirt from Stingray City! This was her favorite shirt, but then two days later, Steve Irwin was killed by a stingray and she was like "Fuck, now I can't wear it because people are going to think I'm being smarmily-ironic about his death!" Hahaha).
Later that night I went over to Sarah's apartment to watch, Monty Are I, one of the bands that she'd recently signed to her label, play an acoustic show in her living room.
Later that night I went over to Sarah's to help her make a few of the 500 Nightmare of You singles she was handmaking and decorating with real rose petals for the one of the earlier releases she did on her Stolen Transmission label (this is well before Island / Def Jam agreed to be her distributor!)
So Baron grabbed a nearby hula hoop and started doing some sort of crazy, gyrating exotic I'm-in-my-undies hula dance in front of Sarah who was laughing so hard she started crying.
On Sunday, I moved the last of my stuff into my new sublet at Sarah's, got my own set of keys, and got to officially add my name to the list the lengthy roster of people that are able to proudly call themselves "Occupants of Apt. 3A."
Monday night a bunch of us went over to Sarah's to celebrate something (finishing her book?) and to have some beers and get warmed up for some pirate-themed party she and Karen were DJing at the Delancey.
Thursday night, I went over to Sarah Lewitinn's place to meet up before heading over to the Fourth of July Motherfucker party (Motherfucker is a party in NYC that happens the night before most major holidays).
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