Friday, April 08, 2005
I Want To Be A Part Of It
Now, we planned on spending the whole weekend at our friend Oriana's apartment but she was just returning from a week-long trip to Morocco and wasn't due to arrive home until Saturday sooooo, we had to stay at a hotel for the first night. Sarah found us an inexpensive place and that's where we went first ... and boy, we wish we hadn't! Here are a few pictures of our "hotel" (hover your mouse over the pics):
Yeah, we got the hell out of there as fast as we could ... wouldn't you?! Then we took off for Times Square to eat and start shopping. From there we went to SoHo to do some more shopping and I managed to run into Shan at H&M! I knew he was going to be in town the same number of days that I was but I never imagined I would run into him randomly on the street. I'm really glad that I got to see him for those short moments because we weren't able to hook up again for the rest of the weekend. You can see some pictures from his trip HERE at his blog.
Anyways, we had to get ready for the Tori Amos concert at the Hammerstein Ballroom. OMG ... she was utterly breathtaking! The setlist was AMAZING!
Hello ... she did Happy Phantom and Cooling!!! Sarah and I about hit the floor! We had a blast! After the show we went to The Fat Black Pussycat to get our drink on. Sarah and I shared 8 martinis ... it was nice! We also took our picture in the photo booth they have in the bar:
Ultragrrrl was DJing at The Orchard Bar at 1AM so that was our next destination (click HERE for pictures from the dance party, sadly Sarah and I are not in them).
The Thigh Master was able to make an appearance and we were able to meet and chat for a little while before he had to jet. It was so nice to finally get to meet him ... with Thighs Wide Open! Ultra spun some great stuff and we danced the rest of the night away stumbling "home" at 5AM.
On the subway "home" a dude with a mohawk PUKED HIS GUTS onto the seat and floor next him! It was sooo gross ... and it smelled like street meat. You're not really getting the New York experience unless you get someone puking on the train next to you. The sooner we passed out the sooner we were able to wake up and get the hell out of our green hell hole.
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