five things that were so new york about last night.

1. the kid who played "claus" in a series of unfortunate events was at a party at my place.

2. todd, joe, alex and i were on a balcony overlooking 14th street screaming "show us your titties!" at everyone who walked by. (a little more mardi gras than new york, but you get the idea)

3. the nypd were all over the lobby of my building at 3AM.

4. we listened to a song written by one of joe's professors about shoving waffles up someone's butt.

5. the last thing i remember is looking at my phone and it was 5:17AM.

this weekend was a bit ridiculous. i've been hanging out some new friends around here quite regularly and i'm enjoying it. and i'm still hanging out with my old friends quite regularly and i'm still enjoying it. there have been a few nights, like last night, where both of these groups came together and i was just happy. happy happy happy and a little tipsy, but who cares. right now i'm sitting indian style and very zen like on the second floor of a new coffee shop called birch. i'm looking through floor to ceiling glass into the lobby of a hotel and writing this. i think i'm going to come here every day of my life from now on to relax and write and read and sit on this same comfortable couch in this very same way.