||[Mar. 6th, 2006|12:14 pm]
so basically ive been in new york for the last 10 days with two nights spent in boston in between. it was fucking awesome. the first 4 days were spent with mom, sister, brother, and brother's scandalously muslim girlfriend. it was a very low-key weekend, no friends, no booze, no late nights. then back to boston for two nights before returning to nyc for my business trip. we were put up in a ridiculously swank/tragically hip hotel www.hotelonrivington.com . it was so fucking nice, king-size tempurpedic mattress, enormous shower/sauna. amenities abound. |
anyways, during the daytime, i recorded a total of 9 radio spots. it was fucking fun. it was really hard when i started, because i had no idea what i could say to these actors, engineers, whoever, i went in totally blind. eventually, i relaxed and picked up on what i was supposed to do. i ended up with 9 spots that i really like amid a work-sponsored vacation to nyc.
i stayed in the city until sunday and now my body is rotting from the inside out. friday night we went to a super fun queer dance party with great music and cheap enough drinks. saturday day, me and peter drove out to long islaand and went mega thrifting. i found two nice items but peter came away with the motherlode. he found an APC jacket that i hated but he loved for only 8 dollars. it makes him look like a belgian grandmother, wintering in fort lauderdale. at night, we went to a "white" party at avenue d's loft. we saw fake vaginas, drag queens, a (sex?) swing, and general debauchery all around.
jesus im exhausted.