…and so are my allergies. motherfuck i hate allergies. i guess there are worse things to have than allergies…like missing body parts, or body odor. but the congestion is still fairly irritating.
EARLY MARCH
it’s been quite a busy month. my social life came roaring back to life, which was expected given a myriad of things…like good weather, and a sunnier socio-economic climate. or something. gabor made his way to nyc from amsterdam (via hungary) and is so far lovin’ it in that mcdonald’s jingle kinda way. he was one of the animators at my last job when i worked in their amsterdam office. the office has since shut down (a casualty of the shitty economy) so he migrated to their nyc office. so far he’s taken a shining to the city…woot. the first week he arrived, he came out to join the crew (pho, troche, dano, ivor, etc…) for some excellent pork chops, followed by some whiskey taverning. max was craving burgers the following friday, so we met up at corner bistro after work and gabor joined us in the noshing. fridays have been proven to be approximately 80% better when you combine burgers with mcsorley’s.
MID MARCH
the following wednesday found me at boka for korean fried chicken with di and emily. i had been planning to meet another friend that week for the aforementioned chicken of korean origin, but she had to reschedule…and my cravings remained. so hey…this worked out. we migrated to the second floor bar in the astor hotel to meet up with ngozi and boyer, who was in town from slovakia (?) i think…yea, slovakia. she’s usually found romping around europe these days, so the trips to the stateside are a rare treat.
we headed to the black door for after-work drinking the subsequent friday. it was somebody’s last day…or something, which usually means drinking. max joined in later in the evening, and the remaining five of us migrated to hill country for bbq lovin’ since we were starving at that point. m3ntal note tho…never drink with these people ever again. i understand that office gossip makes for fascinating times, but there was some shit i never cared to know or wanted to know. dear god i can’t unhear these things…
i tried to drown away the memories of the prior nite with beer and sliders at…some new place on st. marks i don’t know the name of…with sean and anna, followed by heavy drinking at hallo berlin with max and crew. apparently max had found the nite before amusing, while i found it to be detrimental to my brain functions. i still have nightmares.
LATE MARCH
thursday was an after-work meetup with lena, a former coworker and the person mentioned above in the same sentence as korean fried chicken. instead of the impossibly addictive bonchon variant, we headed to baden baden for the crispy type. <3 baden baden. the next day was bday drinks with dano at do hwa near my old office. i found it immensely entertaining seeing old coworkers walk in, give that “hey” nod in my direction, then proceed to avoid me the rest of the night. i must’ve made a pretty good impression during my time there…teehee. well to be fair, christa did chat me up during the food-eating portion of the nite. i thought that was nice and civil and friendly-like. thumbs up.
oh, and the first scrimmage of our soccer league was the following sunday. yes, i joined a soccer league. no, i am not in shape. but yes, it is ultra-casual. or it was suppose to be anyway. we got the impression the first team we played was anything but casual. when you’re calling out “flag” and “cross” and snipering the goals from 10 yards, you’re anything but casual. on the bright side however we outnumbered them greatly, and were subbing pretty much every 2 minutes. they still won by 2, but we did score 10 of our 11 goals the second half. worth mentioning in this paragraph too is that we decided on our team name during the post-game happy hour (icanhazgoalz?) lulz…and that our charity of choice will be doctors without borders.
APRIL
whew this is tiring. thank god i keep my plans on my iphone calendar. this past wednesday was foodage and drinks with max and patsy at half king to hash out their wedding plans and my upcoming vacation (yes, they are related). i’m off to scotland in may! word! doo didilee didilee….*dances a céilidh*
they were married last year, but had yet to hold a proper ceremony back in scotland for their family (they’re both from glasgow)…so that’s coming up in may. i plan on wearing a full-on kilt and outfit, complete with the jacket, socks, pouch (sporran)…the whole nine yards. as a bonus too, i’ll be taking a one-day layover in amsterdam…woot.
HOUSING WORKS
i did some last minute photog’ing for rebecca and housing works on thursday. i can’t say i was properly prepared for it (i got the call at 4pm)…so i had to cab it home just to grab my camera, and as a result didn’t notice til it was too late that my battery sign was blinking (that’s not a good thing), AND as a result of me fearing the battery would die any second, didn’t check that the ISO was set to some ridiculously high number (huh…so that’s why i could set it to f22 in the low light). all in all though, i did get off 50 or so shots, and they don’t look bad (just don’t zoom in). the event itself was pretty fun…it was tied with men’s health magazine and was a promotional sale too. alot of painfully beautiful people roaming about, along with television personalities that i had no clue about. whups.
TOO MUCH CHICKEN
i wonder how many times ‘korean fried chicken’ is mentioned in this one entry. probably not enough…so here’s another mention. friday nite we decided to head oot and aboot…because that’s what people do on friday nites. we (as in mai, jon, max, patsy, and later on ivor) hunkered down at mad about chicken (formerly bonchon k-town) for plates and plates of chicken, alongside liter after liter of beer. by the end of the night, we had finished off four plates and 9 liters worth of beer. my liver would hate me for the rest of the weekend. and i was actually content to stay in the rest of the weekend to rest if plans didn’t suddenly appear on saturday…
WHITE STAR BERFDAY
…which was what jess did for last minute bday drinks at white star. the drinks were good however, albeit on the fancy and expensive side. this was alleviated however by the fact that we didn’t pay. yea…we skipped out. or more precisely their tab-keeping system failed them when they insisted our tab was paid for. i didn’t know this, but i did notice everybody making their way outside very fast. and i didn’t want to be the last one of the crew to not know what the shit is going on and get stuck with the bill when (and if) they wised up. anyhoo, i spent my surprise refund on a really good kebab on houston. that was yum.
long post done…yay! what, no picture? bleh…whatever…