they pulled my hair at charm school.
they
stole my guestbook during
rolecall.
do: talk about takin' it down & tearin' i t up + january 3, 05 = 12:01 a.m.
start the '05 in brooklyn. the first few hours of january first belong to the rooftop of k's williamsburg apt. beer bottles on ledges + bright red flashes from fireworks + the manhattan skyline still impresses me. earlier: a boy in a skinny brown sweater and glasses was giving his very young brother (15?!) the "how to hit on the ladies" talk while i was putting my coat down in the pot-smoking-area/coat check. we didn't know anyone and so left the weird dance party behind shortly after midnight. the next few hours belong to the g train + then to b's rooftop in fort greene. we all stood around in our dark coats. the last few hrs i was awake took place in taxi w/ b & akg. stop at atlantic and akg spreads out his $$$ and shrugs his shoulders re: tip.
(dev, forauldlangsyne to you, too.)
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