WOW! I WAS at the City Paper party afterall. A jaundiced tongue in one picture, the monster mash in another… the City Paper wouldn’t be the same without me, really. When Jamie magically transforms into that poor, crazy, drunk girl doing the snake dance all by her lonesome–whilst utilizing the front of the stage to firmly prop herself up– then it’s usually a fair indication that it’s time to take her home. Kudos to Caitlin for the ride home, the life-sustaining Hardees Mushroom and Swiss burger…and to the guy who bought me six consecutive shots of Jager. CONGRATULATIONS CITY PAPER; I LOVE YOU!
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WOW! I WAS at the City Paper party afterall. A jaundiced tongue in one picture, the monster mash in another… the City Paper wouldn’t be the same without me, really. When Jamie magically transforms into that poor, crazy, drunk girl doing the snake dance all by her lonesome–whilst utilizing the front of the stage to firmly prop herself up– then it’s usually a fair indication that it’s time to take her home. Kudos to Caitlin for the ride home, the life-sustaining Hardees Mushroom and Swiss burger…and to the guy who bought me six consecutive shots of Jager. CONGRATULATIONS CITY PAPER; I LOVE YOU!