Baby, it's hot outside!

Most amazing weekend.

Erica and I traversed Williamsburg in the heat of Friday's dusk and ate some tots near Bedford Ave. We then went into Manhattan for some brass monkeys and The Soup with Keelie.


On Saturday awoke to beautiful sunshine and heat. Headed to the roof for a couple of hours and then headed into Manhattan to meet up with Jiscilla & Christy. HAIRCUT!



I love it. And now I've got a hairdresser in New York! His name is Ray and he's rad. Christy's cut came out amazing, too!

National Curbside Day continued with Erica and shopping! Stoked on summer dresses. Keelie met up with us and we headed to bk, prosecco in hand. Played the best game ever, Celebrities, which really is just Notables in Curbz lingo.

"You awkwardly made out with him." - a clue that came up for many of our persons.

Scattegories. Let's just say this girl is a cheat on prosecco. Alley Cat Attack FTL.



Sunday moring bagels on the roof. Layout for hours in the heat. Rachel's photographer friend doing a spread for Elle and asked us to pose. Suuuuure, whatever. (!!!!!!!)


Met up with Adam for Hot Fuzz. Laugh RIOT. Heart Simon Pegg.

Whole weekend with J on the brain. Amsterdam, Berlin, Paris...sigh. Brooklyn waits for your return. Any communication sends me reeling. Always amazed. So intense. All yours.

Glorious weekend to a close. I love my friends more than anything. They make life amazing. They make my life.

Amsterdam.

Sometimes a phone call can make your whole day awesome. :)

Writhing.

Catch-up.

Tuesday night started out with a swanky gala. Billionaires, whatever...we were there for the booze. Soon as the bar closed we were off for whiskey shots downtown.

My lovelies Jiscilla and Erica are good peoples. They keep me laughing when I could be sulking. Drunk and off to le pmc where we spotted WB on the corner of 10th and 3rd. We were laughing to the point of tears. Still not sure if he has man parts in those pants.

Wednesday does not matter.

I bought Avril Lavigne's album today. What of it?Tried to feel warm in the sun at Union Square. Got too cold saying goodbye. Again. Can't wait for hello & kisses. So soon...

Got caught on the mother effin' L train for an hour and a half. GRRRRRRRR. It did manage to turn my sullen mood into anger.

Tonight spent watching tv and a certain YouTube video at second 37. Also, griping on the couch about a certain mag's awful graphic design with Erica.

My back is KILLING ME. Somebody rub it, srsly.

Can't fall asleep. Writing this novel from this empty bed...does not help. A picture to keep me in the present though you're in the future.

Hi, I'm a total spazz.

Ugh. Came into work drenched. Central Park had record rainfall of 7 inches. The previous record? 1.8 inches.

Oh, and then in my "taxes are finally done!" excitement I spilled my one-good-thing-about-Monday-mornings coffee...all over and under the WHITE FABRIC wall of my cube. It will smell like Starbucks for a month. And my pristine cube is now scarred!

I was having a good no-clumsiness streak for a while. The universe went, FALSE, and I'm back to me.

Dear Monday, be over now.

She says she's leaving on a Sunday.

The weather yesterday ruled. I traipsed around the city doing errands, relaxing, breathing in brisk air. Came home and watched a totally crap movie I kind of love...boggled Erica's mind when I admitted Keanu Reeves is kinda attractive. It was a very special episode of The Casey & Mom Show.

Erica and I then took a long walk around Brooklyn. Followed it with couch and wine and beerz. Shia L. on SNL did the Curbside sign. What?!

Erica and I have been talking about tattoos since last summer. I think she's ready for hers! I'm...me. I'm too indecisive to commit right now.

Today's storm woke me up gently with thunder, but I couldn't cancel on coffee with my friend Bryan that I haven't seen since October. Good talks, came home drenched.

Spring cleaning! Totally forgot about some awesome clothes I own. Stoked for summer!!