This papercut skin that makes me wince.

Ah, Monday again.

Jesse's last weekend in New York was quite fun - on Friday there was a lot of friends over to play bag toss, indoor bocce, and Apples 2 Apples in a little going away shindig. It definitely was a game night of epic proportions.

On Saturday, Jesse and I had brunch with Jonah Bayer and James, and then proceeded to enlist Jonah as our personal "help Jesse ship stuff" slave. We had to get a bunch of things shipped to LA for his trip, so on the most dreary of rainy days, we trudged around Brooklyn holding a boxed-up bicycle (Jesse), a trainer and skateboard (Jonah) and a moog keyboard (me). We finally found a shipping store that was open and were so exhausted from the hours of manual labor amidst broken umbrellas and soaked jeans, we needed a drink. And Jonah informed us of Rosemary's Greenpoint Tavern around the corner, which serves huge beers in (very environmentally unfriendly) styrofoam cups for $3.50. Sold.

Then Jesse and I ate some dinner and cuddled at home with the last episode of The Wire Season 2. He's under direction to finish Season 3 immediately and send it back to me.

Yesterday we got to the airport a bit late due to a crap cab driver, so Jesse got bumped until the next flight. But, it ended up being okay because Jesse and I got to spend a few more hours together and sometimes that turns into really cute posts I read when I get home. I seem to have taught him well in the arts of internet barftime.

It was hard to see him go past security and wave and turn away, but the good news is that I am seeing him again on Friday because Motion City is playing a show in Worcester! I know, so anticlimactic, I know!! Technically, he's living in LA until July, but we are always sure to see each other as much as we possibly can. And if it's next weekend, I'm STOKED on next weekend already, of course.

Last night on the couch, Keanu and I were a little blue to not have Jesse sitting next to us. Keanu quickly fell asleep so as not to endure too much of the pain unsettling him in his consciousness - he's quite sensitive.

So for now, it's regular ol' long distance, but I have a new advocate in Fianz updates - Mark Hoppus. He twittered about working with Motion City today and posted a pic -

'Cause that's Jesse's life - today he woke up in LA, worked out, went swimming, and then went into the studio with his band and Blink-182's Mark Hoppus. Whatever. I mean, I'm here in my cubicle being just as cool. Pfft.

Sigh.

BUT TONIGHT!!!! Erica and I are going to see one of our favourite live bands, The Matches, at Mercury Lounge! YES!! I know! We'll be in the front, dancing around, like we do. And tomorrow, their lead singer, Shawn will be guest-DJing with Rob, Erica, and Baya at Trainwreck where I'll be there celebrating GABY'S BIRTHDAY! YEAH!!!

See, I have a lot of fun stuff to look forward to while the Fianz is away - not that it will detract from how much I'll miss him! But with friends like mine, I know I'm always in a good way.

The heat has descended upon New York.

This morning, Erica, Kells, Lauren, and I were walking to brunch and reminiscing on another weekend of accomplished fun.

On Friday, I picked Erica up from work and we got our eyebrows threaded. It was my first time, and I'm not sure if I'll do it again because a) the woman didn't get all mah hairs and b) I told her not to go above my eyebrow and she did, and I got the subsequent rash of red bumps I always have when I wax and c) I was reaching for my change, and then she just grabbed it back, thinking it was her tip. I wasn't going to leave a tip. Lame. Erica and I then headed to Trader Joe's to stock up for the next day's ROOFTOP BBQ! Then we went home and ate a lot of guacamole and drank Sparks and watched Dylan McKay do his special brand of richboy rebel on 90210.

Once we had done our pregame ritual (fashion show! fashion show!) we rocked it out to Hanger Bar where DJs Ultragrrrl and Karenplusone bestowed their 90s hits upon the dance floor, and we danced accordingly. Actually, as Erica and I were walking down Avenue A, we ran into Sean and Furman and decided they should join us as well. Meik was taking pics along with Jiscilla, Chris Black has moved to New York, and then Ben, Aaron and Joe showed up and I was so happy! Ben's been living here for a few months and I've seen him far too little. Anyway, my feet started hurting after a while, so I had to bid adieu to the party-ers as they headed to another bar.

My feets, they hurt / Ben and Jessica and our hair

The next day I woke up Erica by crawling into her bed and we discussed preparations for our (second annual!) Rooftop BBQ. Then we stepped outside. Oh hai, 95 degrees and with heat so thick I felt like I was using muscles to push my way through it. As you could probably tell from the pictures, all of our lovely friends showed up and the day's glories fed into the night. We even had people arrive early - leave it to Jonah Bayer. Our invite said four, and at 3:30, Jonah strolls in with Meg and Steven (from Steven's Untitled Rock Show). The early BBQ-ers and us stayed in the apartment for a while because of the age old air-conditioning vs. heat stroke debate. When other guests started arriving, we headed to the roof and enjoyed food and a small breeze every five minutes or so that cooled our perspiring faces for .2 seconds.

By 7:30, some people had other engagements to go to, and we're down to about six people, when a second wave of our party came. HA. We were sitting there enjoying the lightening in the far, far distance when all of a sudden the wind picked up to a gale and then immediate downpour. It was incredible how quickly the weather changed. After about half an hour in the apartment playing Wii and discussing certain people's crushes on MSNBC anchors, the weather was back to heartbreakingly humid and we started a game of celebrities on the roof which led to a lot of screaming about Tom Cruise and Condaleeza Rice -- you don't want to know, trust me.

We winded up the night after everyone left with a girls-only sesh in my bed consisting of Erica, Kells, and Lauren and we basically talked about the fact that we had just partied for twelve hours straight, there had been some making out (always a sign of an epic party), some treachery, some tallying, sharing of background info, and the rehashing of many a hilarious moment, including one that took many many hours of deconstruction, even through our brunch this morning.

Do I need to say this again? MY FRIENDS RULE.

I spent the rest of today cleaning, trying not to sweat, and, you guessed it, watching more 90210. And now, I typed this whole long thing to bide time while Jesse finishes playing. The west coast is not conducive to healthy sleeping habits.