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labrujahHere are all the things I planned to do this weekend:
Placebo Sunrise party
Rubulad
Chengwin Wedding
Flux Art Opening (not far from that MOMA QNS, everyone who went should have come to us too)
Chengwin Reception
Germany-Brazil Game
The Meadowlands Fair
Of course, this all derailed because after Rubulad, instead of going to bed, I went to Coney Island. I tried so hard to continue my itinerary, but the only thing I could muster post-beach was the Wedding (because it was on the way home) and the Art Opening (because it was at my house.) Actually, I got shanghaied out of bed last night to go hand out fliers at MOMA QNS and then to check out Brazilian bars for game-watching in that bizarre one-block of Manhattan known as Little Brazil.
I had my first bike ride of the summer too.
By the end of last night -- coming up on forty hours of no sleep -- I was running around, invincible, talking really fast. This is a good condition to be handing out fliers to strangers in -- something I am normally bad at because I get too self-conscious. I'd forgotten that who cares what strangers think about you?
Placebo Sunrise party
Rubulad
Chengwin Wedding
Flux Art Opening (not far from that MOMA QNS, everyone who went should have come to us too)
Chengwin Reception
Germany-Brazil Game
The Meadowlands Fair
Of course, this all derailed because after Rubulad, instead of going to bed, I went to Coney Island. I tried so hard to continue my itinerary, but the only thing I could muster post-beach was the Wedding (because it was on the way home) and the Art Opening (because it was at my house.) Actually, I got shanghaied out of bed last night to go hand out fliers at MOMA QNS and then to check out Brazilian bars for game-watching in that bizarre one-block of Manhattan known as Little Brazil.
I had my first bike ride of the summer too.
By the end of last night -- coming up on forty hours of no sleep -- I was running around, invincible, talking really fast. This is a good condition to be handing out fliers to strangers in -- something I am normally bad at because I get too self-conscious. I'd forgotten that who cares what strangers think about you?
