Functional Alcoholism 12/6/2007

First we stopped by the East Village Yacht Club for some party which I thought was pretty weak but not bad. The drinks were free so that helped out.



T and Mrs. T (Gigi)


This is the best thing I saw all night, at the Yacht club, for no rhyme or reason, a large golden mermaid with huge tits. Amazing



On the way back to T's we ran into the Mitzvah Tank


Filled to the brim with jews, both young and old, on a mission.



At T's we decided to have a few beers and choose where to go, We settled on Marquee

Pony Boy was eagerly waiting to hangout and get into some shit.


Marquee was fucking bananas, I got insanely wasted since I assume I'm immune to the effects to alcohol.
My vodka cranberry consists of 98% vodka, a single ice cube and two drops worth of actual juice for a nice tint.

By the end of the night I was so shitfaced I can only remember passing out around 5 or 6 and watching Gigi head to work. I woke up on the couch with my mouth open to watch the filipino cleaning lady pick up my mess

I finally finished the puppet, named it buttons. The next one is almost done I might put some kind of genitals on that one.