The movie was really funny and I liked it a lot. I don't think I've ever seen the show so some of the jokes went over my head but that didn't take away from my enjoyment. Saturday night Page Six and I crossed water to hang out with Kido, Bridge and Matty Matt. I don't know what it is about those guys, but I have SUCH a good time with them. Seriously, it's insane. Whenever we get together it's like all my worries fade away and I just enjoy myself. We hung out at their place for a while then went to a bar on the LES called Happy Endings. Many adventures ensued, including mean cabbies, losing Bridget's contact and finding it on the floor of the bar, and stealing cookies from a neighboring group (who brings Tupperware into a bar? I mean seriously).
After a cab ride home I was walking to get pizza and as I turned onto ninth avenue I saw someone that I recognized. It was Tom Vize, from "My Life on the D List." Then all of a sudden, I noticed who was walking next to him--Kathy Griffin! I was like "Woah, you're Tom! Hey! You're Kathy Griffin!" Kathy said "of course Tom gets noticed first." Homegirl looked TORN UP. She had her glasses on, hair was a hot mess, she was in sweatpants. I know it was 2:30 in the morning, but still. I walked with them for two blocks and (drunkenly) told her my favorite parts of last Thursday's episode and how I saw her in February and how I thought it was so weird she was walking on the streets of New York at 2:30 in the morning. Then I said "well I'm going to be a fat girl and go get some pizza" and walked off. Gotta love random celebrity sightings!
Random story time - On Friday when I was walking home from work, I was clearly in a very bad mood. I saw this kid across the street from me with an Abercrombie shirt on.
This shirt on, as a matter of fact. I don't know why, but I was SO ANNOYED he was wearing that kind of a shirt. Like, I was just visibly pissed off that he wore a shirt with a giant FITCH on it. So as I passed him in the crosswalk, I took off my sunglasses, stared him in the face, and said "Hey, where's your shirt from?" Then I put my sunglasses back on and kept walking. See? Even depressed I'm hilarious! The kicker in the story is that I was wearing an Abercrombie dress shirt. A hypocrite, again, but at least this time I was a funny hypocrite.
Didn't do much of anything Sunday. Woke up super hungover, got McDonalds (bad!) watched a whole lot of tv, made a fanTASTIC dinner (with this black bean, onion, corn, and lime goulash that BFF taught me to make) and watched more tv. All in all, a very unproductive day. Something odd that did happen yesterday though...on my way to the market, I noticed a bunch of people standing around this guy. When I looked closer I saw it was a guy with a cat on a leash...and the cat was standing on his head. Don't believe me?
Good luck with your week everyone!