Oh, it's been so many days. So much drama, I don't want to get into it.
You know it was a good weekend when you're still recovering and it's Tuesday.
For Laura's birthday we spent Saturday night being swank at The Villard at the Palace Hotel, then being hip at Openair, and then after many Red Bull and vodkas and one midnight-enforced SMOKING BAN later, three of us ended up at Go, which is apparently one of Moby's hangouts. And Britney and Justin used to hang out there, too. And we didn't even have to pay the supposed $80 cover charge to get in. We're so money.

Sunday's Volkswagen get together was rainy, cold, hungover, tired and stressful. It makes me hate Fairfield County's VW counterparts. Here's some boy's album online. Go spot Otto in the rain!