yesterday was my first day off in three weeks and sadly i did not make it to MoMa. though we were uptown, and came close (we're always coming close), the line was too long so we decided we'll pay the entrance fee another day to see the exhibit in peace. instead we picked up some panties and nearly had an anxiety attack because we were above 20th street. we then retreated back to brooklyn for happy hour, which left us drunk, dazed, and confused by eight o'clock. in other words, feeling good!

chris met us at bedford for mexican food and eventually we headed out to bushwick to chill with the "bros." the sheer amount of testosterone was overpowering for corey and me, but things picked up when i started spoon feeding people spring rolls and the other alex did a mean acoustic rendition of rihanna's "umbrella." such men those alexs are, hah.

corey and i split around midnight to try and catch the last train before the L train turned into a shuttle. unfortunately, we didn't make it and ended up taking the shuttle anyway. our last stop of the evening was metropolitan, where corey found a hottie with glasses and tevas, hah. ten minutes later we left. we hate metropolitan.

in other news, i went out with a new friend on thursday. we saw his friend's band play in the east village and then chilled back in brooklyn...it's refreshing to meet nice new people.