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Damn. If I don't get to bed before 4am more than once a week, I think my body is going to call it quits on me. Had dinner with Brian, Ania, Cristin and this girl Jen last night. We ate at Penelope, of course, and Ania knew our waiter because she had just cut his hair on Monday. It's a SMALL PLANET, people, be careful who you piss off. Ania does hair at Bumble & Bumble, and yes, she was very upset that I had gotten my hair cut, nay, savaged by someone else. Dinner was fabulous, as yooz. Then we went to visit my BFF, Paul, at Odessa where he plied us with all sorts of wonderful drinks and concocted something blue for Cristin, per her request. The theme of the evening was ditch the dumbass (no, Tom Cruise was NOT hanging out with us). I'm talking about the significant others of a couple peeps. Anyway, bottom line girls: life is too short. Don't waste your time finding someone to complete you. Live your life, complete yourself, and then find someone to complement you. That's your mission, if you choose to ditch the dumbass. And you better...or I'll find you. Okay, lecture over. Paul sent us to Pianos and we hung out in the corner taking pictures of ourselves for 2 hours, at which point Brian realized they all had missed the one-something train back home so we'd have to stay out for another hour. We finally called it quits at about 2:30am. So why did I not get to bed until 4am? Because I had to download the pictures and check my email and do all sorts of things that I DID NOT need to do. I think I may have even cleaned my room. Or someone else did - Ellen? Woke up to Oprah's voice in my ear defending James Frey. All that crossed my mind was that James Frey was lucky that it wasn't Donald Trump who was promoting him before the "scandal". We all know that Trump dropped Martha faster than a hot pocket when the going got tough there. Yeah, the James Frey thing doesn't bother me all that much. I mean, the dude was wasted out of his mind for half his life, can you blame him for making shit up? (Meridith, if you're reading this, feel free to share your opinion of the story on the blog...I know you have one.) Alrighty then...enjoy some of the pics from last night that are posted here and enjoy your Thursdays. Later.


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