These pictures were taken in June 2010.

Tonight I met up with Analyse. The plan was to hangout at East of 8th for awhile and then Garage. Note: My polka dot shoes are my car shoes.

Highlights: We met a group of people from Brazil at Garage. We chatted with them for quite awhile. Though it's not always easy to communicate it was cool to know they were good people. After partying tonight Analyse has access to an apartment where she's watching someone's cat for the weekend. Anyway at 3am I had just about had it and Analyse took me to the apartment in Little Italy and told me she was going go over to a bar across the street until it closes at 4m. So I passed out on the bed to grab some shut-eye. About an hour later I had to go to the restroom real bad (all the beer has to go someplace). There's one bathroom in the apt and it's next to the living room and I head towards BR and see a guy (a very big guy) and girl on the couch screwing around and I'm like oh shit I can't access the BR without being noticed. I don't even know the name of the cats owner and Analyse is still out partying. I can see the headlines now…."Peeping Tranny Killed in Apt". So I went back to bed figuring they'd finish their business soon, he'll leave and I'll have access to the BR. An hour later I get up again and the guys still and the couch with the girl sleeping, And Analyse is nowhere to be found. So I decided to fix myself as best I could, catch a cab to my car. So it's daylight and I hate going out in public after sleeping for two in my make-up I put on 14 hours ago. But I did. What a night. I found out later someone else had access to the apt that…..a gf of the owner.