my birthday week has been fucking wonderful. alex took me out to dinner last night and we had a pitcher of beer, three rolls each, and soba noodles. afterwards we went to four faces and had ourselves some gin and tonics with a bunch of mid 30s aged people. then alex told me about the marc jacobs store and we both got some cute little things.
when i got back to brooklyn, elliot and i went to a going away party. within 5 seconds of walking in the door i wanted to leave. but i wound up staying for a half hour. i hate those parties with the hip hipsters that take up the whole space with their arrogance.
we left and watched batman.