the weekend.

i spent friday at the seaport, saturday at a kitschy bar called bourbon street on the upper west, and sunday at a club called apt in the meatpacking district.

saturday, rachel and i headed uptown with ana, a fellow mtv intern and rachel's long lost swim friend from home headed to the moma. i took a few photos of some goodies. i was able to get in for free because of rachel's jpmorgan chase fringe benefits. saturday night, we headed uptown for an open bar. i certainly got my money's worth, rachel did too, she just can't remember.

sunday, the lovely katie came to town from providence. we ate dinner at the pink tea cup in the west village, a soul food place on grove street that my roommate l has recommended earlier in the day at starbucks. the restaurant played early 90s r&b and i warned katie that i am one of those people whose "jam" comes on every third song.

later sunday night, we met up with the beautiful boys i spent pride with to celebrate jeremy's birthday - then onward to APT, where a shirtless black man wearing chaps let us in.

i left the club at 4 am to the sight of a rack of pig hanging in the street (i guess it is the meatpacking district). i nearly threw up a bit in my mouth.