Monday, August 30, 2004
R: The Party
My gang successfully infiltrated the party. Everything you've heard is true: mishandled media, Jenna and Barbara as royalty, cash bar, line dancing, bands you've never heard of, souless preppies and southern sorority sisters listing sinward. More details when I'm not as hungover. And no, you're not drunk; the picture's blurred because I was when I took it.
Also lurched my way through a media party at the Time Warner Center and something held by a Republican congressman at Bowlmoor.
