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I had one of the best weekends ever! I felt like I was in college again around the best friends ever. It was seriously such a good feeling.
First of all HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR JASON WOZ
Friday: Nothing super special, went running with Christine and then Eric and I went to the spa in the neighborhood so he could get the message I had gotten him for Christmas. We then headed in to the city and had dinner at Supper. They have this amazing mozzarella dish that I had tried at Becky’s birthday and was dreaming about getting again. Came home exhausted and just crawled into bed.
Saturday: woke up, Eric got ready and went to Tocqueville for the day, I went running after walking Murphy and then spent the rest of the day watching lifetime movies and watching Lucas the movie, I haven’t seen it in forever! Saturday night Kristen and I met up with my friend Jason and his lady (I know I’ll spell it wrong) Shaula, who were in town to celebrate Jason’s birthday.
We all headed up to the Montrose stop off the L and that were the beginning of the best night in how ever long I can remember started. I saw people I haven’t seen in years! Jimmy and Erich came out from Rochester; I haven’t seen them in so long. Seriously it felt like a lot of the social sessions of senior year at RIT. AMAZING! I saw Brandon, whom I didn’t know lived here and I have to hang out with way more often. And Ray! And Ryan! And my favorite Nicole Killian whom I NEVER see. Even though Matt and Chewy have moved to Carroll Gardens (west) I never get a hang out so that was awesome as well. It was great; everyone was on a good vibe. I am so bummed that when I go out to Rochester that the boys that live there will be in Kentucky I’ll just have to make another trip out here ASAP.
We went to a party at a friend of Jason’s that he had gone to school with in Cleveland before transferring to RIT where I met him. This kid was insane and so was his apt. That’s bushwick for you. Seriously felt so good to be around kids that I can relate to. I haven’t been to an overly artsy kid party in way to long. I can’t tell which was more fun, the actual party or the subway ride home ...
Good people, good vibe, good catching up, and good night. Defiantly not going to help me not romanticize Rochester, sometimes I seriously want to go back but I have to remind myself that I was there during a certain time and it will probably be very different. Anyway I’ll be glad to go visit Adam and molly. So bedtime was 4 am, but I was so happy it didn’t really matter.
Sunday: After going to bed at 4 am both Eric and I slept in a bit. He had made reservations to go to the body exhibit at the South Street Seaport, and the tickets had already been purchased. So when we woke up and glanced upon the Nor’easter that had set its sights on NYC and was not willing to let go for anything, well lets just say we were less than excited to venture out in to the pelting rain and the gusting wind. And I didn’t have anything other than some falling apart (but I love them too much to throw away) Vans slip ons, let me give you a quick lesion in the smart shoes to wear in the rain to keep you dry and not on the verge of phenomena….these shoes are so not it. So we trekked it to the train and walked around (well I should say squished around in wet shoes) the exhibit, which was really cool. I couldn’t really think of them as being real people so I didn’t really get grossed out. The blood vessels room and the fetus rooms were probably the most interesting to me. Unfortunately no pictures allowed, and since every employee there had been so incredibly rude to us I wasn’t going to push my luck and try to pull out my camera.
So I gave in when we decided to head home. I had heard that the rain was going to continue for 3 days. We probably should have looked into building and arch to keep Noah's one comapny with the amount of rainfall, anyways back to the point... I couldn’t survive the next 3 days in slip ons! So we ventured into a couple stores in the South Street Seaport area and came across some Wellington boots. Let me just tell you about my preconception on these when I used to see girls wearing them on the train. I though that they were the dumbest fashion statement ever, almost as bad as uggs. But I have turned, I have seen the light, and my feet are still dry after wading through the seas of the Brooklyn streets. I like my boots now, they are utilitarian to me (and have a cute design) but I see them as for the rain not to say, “looks its shity outside but my feet are cute”. Nope all that matters to me is that my feet are dry!
Got home and got some lunch from Chickory (truffle mayo!) and relaxed. Met up with Cate and Kristen for dinner, Cate told us all about the week she’d spent out of town down south visiting her brother and his wife (well only he wife since Dan was out of town). Watched the Sopranos and Entourage and then went straight to bed.
First of all HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR JASON WOZ
Friday: Nothing super special, went running with Christine and then Eric and I went to the spa in the neighborhood so he could get the message I had gotten him for Christmas. We then headed in to the city and had dinner at Supper. They have this amazing mozzarella dish that I had tried at Becky’s birthday and was dreaming about getting again. Came home exhausted and just crawled into bed.
Saturday: woke up, Eric got ready and went to Tocqueville for the day, I went running after walking Murphy and then spent the rest of the day watching lifetime movies and watching Lucas the movie, I haven’t seen it in forever! Saturday night Kristen and I met up with my friend Jason and his lady (I know I’ll spell it wrong) Shaula, who were in town to celebrate Jason’s birthday.
We all headed up to the Montrose stop off the L and that were the beginning of the best night in how ever long I can remember started. I saw people I haven’t seen in years! Jimmy and Erich came out from Rochester; I haven’t seen them in so long. Seriously it felt like a lot of the social sessions of senior year at RIT. AMAZING! I saw Brandon, whom I didn’t know lived here and I have to hang out with way more often. And Ray! And Ryan! And my favorite Nicole Killian whom I NEVER see. Even though Matt and Chewy have moved to Carroll Gardens (west) I never get a hang out so that was awesome as well. It was great; everyone was on a good vibe. I am so bummed that when I go out to Rochester that the boys that live there will be in Kentucky I’ll just have to make another trip out here ASAP.
We went to a party at a friend of Jason’s that he had gone to school with in Cleveland before transferring to RIT where I met him. This kid was insane and so was his apt. That’s bushwick for you. Seriously felt so good to be around kids that I can relate to. I haven’t been to an overly artsy kid party in way to long. I can’t tell which was more fun, the actual party or the subway ride home ...
Good people, good vibe, good catching up, and good night. Defiantly not going to help me not romanticize Rochester, sometimes I seriously want to go back but I have to remind myself that I was there during a certain time and it will probably be very different. Anyway I’ll be glad to go visit Adam and molly. So bedtime was 4 am, but I was so happy it didn’t really matter.
Sunday: After going to bed at 4 am both Eric and I slept in a bit. He had made reservations to go to the body exhibit at the South Street Seaport, and the tickets had already been purchased. So when we woke up and glanced upon the Nor’easter that had set its sights on NYC and was not willing to let go for anything, well lets just say we were less than excited to venture out in to the pelting rain and the gusting wind. And I didn’t have anything other than some falling apart (but I love them too much to throw away) Vans slip ons, let me give you a quick lesion in the smart shoes to wear in the rain to keep you dry and not on the verge of phenomena….these shoes are so not it. So we trekked it to the train and walked around (well I should say squished around in wet shoes) the exhibit, which was really cool. I couldn’t really think of them as being real people so I didn’t really get grossed out. The blood vessels room and the fetus rooms were probably the most interesting to me. Unfortunately no pictures allowed, and since every employee there had been so incredibly rude to us I wasn’t going to push my luck and try to pull out my camera.
So I gave in when we decided to head home. I had heard that the rain was going to continue for 3 days. We probably should have looked into building and arch to keep Noah's one comapny with the amount of rainfall, anyways back to the point... I couldn’t survive the next 3 days in slip ons! So we ventured into a couple stores in the South Street Seaport area and came across some Wellington boots. Let me just tell you about my preconception on these when I used to see girls wearing them on the train. I though that they were the dumbest fashion statement ever, almost as bad as uggs. But I have turned, I have seen the light, and my feet are still dry after wading through the seas of the Brooklyn streets. I like my boots now, they are utilitarian to me (and have a cute design) but I see them as for the rain not to say, “looks its shity outside but my feet are cute”. Nope all that matters to me is that my feet are dry!
Got home and got some lunch from Chickory (truffle mayo!) and relaxed. Met up with Cate and Kristen for dinner, Cate told us all about the week she’d spent out of town down south visiting her brother and his wife (well only he wife since Dan was out of town). Watched the Sopranos and Entourage and then went straight to bed.
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