Soundtrack: "The Saturday Boy" - Billy Bragg




Meredith's in town! We went tagging to celebrate her arrival.



Brendan opened his own freakin store on Ludlow between Rivington and Delancey.
Owl-unicorn shirts for everyone!



Work buddies.



I couldn't get into the Vice xmas party. I told the doorguy that I work for Vice (not a lie) and he
pointed to all the people on line and said, "See all those people? They all work for Vice." I didn't
recognize anyone on line, so I was like, "Uh, no they don't!" But doorguy wasn't having it. Me
and Meredith were like, fuck it, it's too cold to wait outside, so went across the street to that fancy
new hotel on Rivington, which is called "The Hotel on Rivington," and drank $11 martinis while
watching couples make out on couches. It was so weird in there. These 2 upper west side dicks
were torturing a poor cocktail waitress by hitting on her so forcefully and then berating her when she
poiltely demured, it was so awful to watch. Then we overheard the rich douches say, "Well, at least
this is better than getting all sweaty at the Vice party."



So finally, phone calls were made and we were let into the Vice thing. It was okay.



Leo was there wearing a wicked cool Joaquin Phoenix t-shirt.



But soon everyone migrated over to Motor City, where Ben initiated some major make-out seshs!
Here's Ben and Abby kicking it off right.



Ben and Sarah.



Sarah and Raina.


       
Bill and Lez.                                                                                                       Merks and Marc.



Lesley puckers up for Merks but is high-posted.



Got her!



Nick and me.



Hellooo!



Will they or won't they?



They will!



Sorry Meredith's boyfriend, too bad you're in Belgium!



Enjoying a post-make-out smoke.



Love as Laughter dudes unfortunately not having a threeway make-out sesh.



Eh, what can you do.