Life is Fucking Rad...
So while some may be ecstatic that I haven't posted in a couple weeks, I am not. You see if I don't post more often, I can't refer to myself as a 'motherfuckin blogger.' Which I do ALL the time. So in order to maintain said status, he is a short recap, in no particular order of the last couple weeks of my life.
1. Getting "motivated" (yelled at) by my boss at work.
2. Seeing the Julia Roberts play on broadway (the reviews are accurate) followed by Rigoletto at the Met on consecutive nights. It was culture week for me and both nights were rad, ending in Employees Only and good times and blurry taxi cabs and walks home. Oh yeah. And we saw David Lame while we were in Lincoln Center. What a fucking douche.
3. Building a deef (dancefloor for those who arent up on the new lingo) in my backyard with the roommates on Saturday. The shit is epic. Christened with a latenight strokes danceoff saturday and a margarita blender event on sunday.
4. My friend's sister's engagement party at the Angler's club where I was possibly dressed the preppiest I have ever been. And I went to prep school. What a fucking blast. The night went from there to the Maritime cabanas to the backroom of the spotted pig where we hung out with master chef batali. he was the man and was chain smoking merits (extra cool points for that).
5. I had a graduation ceremony monday from NYU. While I still have a thesis to write, it looks like anyone who took moser getting his undergrad diploma before my masters has to eat it. Beylin, when are you graduating?
6. I also caught up on a lot of cds that i was late purchasing...Eagles of Death Metal, Pearl Jam, Wolfmother, the first Libertines, and the Best of Robert Palmer. Let me tell you one thing...Deef in the backyard + the best of Robert Palmer = Unending Good Times.
As for this weekend, I leave for Albany tomorrow to see Eddie Vedder and then continue to Hartford to see the band play there. Sunday will be Mother's Day spent in Bolton. Then back to the big city next week to see Guns n' Roses, Art Brut and the Strokes. Life kicks ass.
1. Getting "motivated" (yelled at) by my boss at work.
2. Seeing the Julia Roberts play on broadway (the reviews are accurate) followed by Rigoletto at the Met on consecutive nights. It was culture week for me and both nights were rad, ending in Employees Only and good times and blurry taxi cabs and walks home. Oh yeah. And we saw David Lame while we were in Lincoln Center. What a fucking douche.
3. Building a deef (dancefloor for those who arent up on the new lingo) in my backyard with the roommates on Saturday. The shit is epic. Christened with a latenight strokes danceoff saturday and a margarita blender event on sunday.
4. My friend's sister's engagement party at the Angler's club where I was possibly dressed the preppiest I have ever been. And I went to prep school. What a fucking blast. The night went from there to the Maritime cabanas to the backroom of the spotted pig where we hung out with master chef batali. he was the man and was chain smoking merits (extra cool points for that).
5. I had a graduation ceremony monday from NYU. While I still have a thesis to write, it looks like anyone who took moser getting his undergrad diploma before my masters has to eat it. Beylin, when are you graduating?
6. I also caught up on a lot of cds that i was late purchasing...Eagles of Death Metal, Pearl Jam, Wolfmother, the first Libertines, and the Best of Robert Palmer. Let me tell you one thing...Deef in the backyard + the best of Robert Palmer = Unending Good Times.
As for this weekend, I leave for Albany tomorrow to see Eddie Vedder and then continue to Hartford to see the band play there. Sunday will be Mother's Day spent in Bolton. Then back to the big city next week to see Guns n' Roses, Art Brut and the Strokes. Life kicks ass.
5 Comments:
Please tell me there was at least one girl at your dance party. I am pictuirng yaps, and his three roomates dancing like it was Fire Island 1976.
dude... where do the strokes play next week? what the fuck.
Ramones birthday bash at irving
Last I heard, the strokes were still unconfirmed as the headliner for the Ramones thing....
Whoa...the torch has been passed. Yaps knows about something that jay doesnt?
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