Fresh off a plane from Vegas, I hit the Lower EAst Side to meet up with Meredith...

...Grant, and I Keep A Diary new-comer, Jake Bronstein.

Who I'm sure many of you will recognize as THE huge breakout star of Road Rules Season 4 from back in 1997.

"No, you listen to me, Kurt Loder! I was the star of that show! You hear me? The STAR! I don't care if you don't want me back on for the next season because without me, you got nothing. NOTHING!"

On Friday I ran all over the city for a bunch of work meetings. Here's me at Meetup.com's fancy new digs.

On the way home I stopped by former-employer Nerve to say hi to some old co-workers and check out Alisa's preggo belly!

After bidding farewell to the Nerve folks (Michael Martin refused to let me photograph him) I had to pass David and Miye's new store on Elizabeth street. David pulls "Blue Steel" as I model one of their store's funny hats.

Miye's making that face because she's trying really hard to resist an overwhelming urge to FUCK ME. (Seriously, that hat drives ladies cuh-razy).

Back at Meredith's I whipped out my laptop to do some work and she fired her's up as well so she could work next to me (because she loves being a nerd like that).

Friday night we took it easy. Beers at Blue & Gold...

...Fatty and Meredith made monkey faces...

...and some slices to cap the night off.

On Saturday night I went to Bev & Matt's wedding at the Puck Building (faaaaancy!) I've know the former Ms. Beverly Chase since 1995, so it was crazy to see her get hitched! (Here's a link to the full entry about Bev and Matt's Wedding)

After the reception was over, I took walked my rented shoes and fancy tux-clad self westward and became the most formally dressed person to ever be allowed inside...

...MisShapes. Hahah.

Roddy, Sarah and me.

"What's that you say? Ruffled shirts turn you on?"

"Then why don't you snuggle on up and rub yourself all over the ruffles? Yeah, that's it. Like that."

So we're all sitting around chatting and out of nowhere, Leigh comes over, sits down on Sarah's lap and then with no warning, slips her hand into Sarah's top and cops a feel! (It was probably her proximity to my Ruffled shirt that sent her over the edge).

Sarah resisted at first...

...but quickly gave in to sweet, sweet faux-Sapphism (Bonus points to the Tinns for practically popping Sarah's tit out of her shirt).

Shhhhh! Ruffles!

Suddenly Amy was looking at Leigh in a whole new light.

Soon after I bid farewell to the little troublemaker and Amy and I headed cross-town to meetup with...

...Meredith and Grant (and I forget who the girl on the left is - someone's friend from out of town? A stranger that met on the street?) over on Avenue A. If it's after 4am and you're on Ave A and you've been drinking, there's a pretty darn good chance that you're going to end up...

...eating junkfood at the Odessa.

Amy laughing at Tired Grant, The Sad Clown.

Meredith and me with our matching hair.

On Sunday, Meredith and I met up with David ______ for brunch. (You're seeing that blank space there because after some of his co-workers Googled David's name and found pics of him on this site fingerblasting some girl on the dancefloor from a few years ago he's insisted I stop using his full name. Hahahahahah).

Henceforth, I christen thee: David Bacon. (If anyone asks you can pretend it's after Francis Bacon. You can say that you admire his contribution to the modern scientific method with his insistence that investigation should always begin with observable fact...and not because you just really, really love bacon.

I will kee-rush you little elf-face.

After Meredith and I bid farewell to David Bacon, we saw a movie and then headed out to Williamsburg for Sunday Movie Night at and Katie's! They invited a bunch of people over to watch the 80s classic: The Karate Kid. When Siege answered the door he informed us that it was...

...a "costume-themed Sunday movie party."

Siege and Katie. (Check out Siege's "Hey, that's not how you do karate moves" expression). Good costume-couples know that it's...

All. About. The. Details. I didn't get in trouble for not dressing up because...

...I MOTHERFUCKING STARRED IN THE MOVIE! Awwww, yeah. Sweep-the-Leg-Johnny, lemme hear ya!

After the movie was over, Grant decided to take on another one of Siege's infamous "Bar Bets." So far Grant was 0 for 2 with Siege's previous bets. The first was a challenge to drink an entire gallon of whole milk in an hour and not vomit (for $100). The second was a challenge to eat ten Saltine Crackers in 60 seconds with no water (for $10). So Grant was anxious to improve his record by eating a certain number of slices of white bread in 60 seconds with no water. (Grant, I don't remember how many slices it was - fill me in).

Ready?

Go!

Grant managed to win this one (but the fact that he's still in the hole for $100 ensures that he'll rise to whatever Siege decideds to bet him on next).

After we bowed our goodbyes (check out Grant copping a cheap feel in the background...ha!)...

...we walked back into Manhattan from Siege and Katie's via the Billyburg Bridge.

And grabbed a coupla beers at Lakeside Lounge.

Where, for some reason, I randomly decided to start smoking again. (This was the first cigarette I'd had in years!)

Ms. Silverman does not approve.

"Yes, hello. I'm calling from across the bar...can you please turn down your giant fan? As you can probably see, it's making my hair look quite silly. No, I'm over to your left. I'm wearing a blue sweatsh...Hey! Stop laughing! Just turn down your fan, ok?"

Grant's making a face in this picture like he's already mad about the whole fan joke I made up above (almost 11 months later). Before we headed home for the night, we decided to step into the photoboth and commemorate the night. (Because there's definitely not enough pictures of me and my friends acting stupid).

Here's a little tip: If you should find yourself staying in Meredith's apartment, make sure not to leave your camera and your underwear laying around. Here's Una posing with my dirty knickers.

She was even kind enough to leave a note behind. Hahaha.

Meredith's two friends were in town visiting and they also felt the need to pose with my manties.

Hardy-har-har.

On the back of Meredith's door is this calendar with all the "holidays" penned in by Crazy Catrinel. Important July holidays apparently include: Cat's Birthday (7/3), Do Drugs with Your Parents Day (7/9), Boner Day (7/5) and my personal favorite Spend Time with Your Anus Day (8/5).

We checked the calendar and, wouldn't you know it, November 22nd was "Matching Hair Day!"