pimpin' all over the world

five memories from jacqueline's birthday party:
1) actually grabbing my little yellow notebook out of my bag to write down "pimpin' all over the world" so i would remember to download it. i think it might be one of those rap songs that, in the words of chuck klosterman (this may well be the only worthwhile thing he's ever said, though), is so good it makes you want to die. actually, it might not be that. but it's still funny, and i like the part at the end where he's all, if your wheels spin counterclockwise, you are definitely not pimpin'.
2) talking to alex parachini until, oddly, he could only express himself in elvis costello lyrics.
3) being 30% responsible for spilling two glasses of wine (patrick was 70% responsible). taking my dress off cos wine spilled on it just kidding.
4) taking my beautifully silkscreened japan shirt to the bathroom to hang it up to dry, and trying to find a way to drape the shirt over a hanger. having adam brown point out to me that i could just put the hanger through the neck of the shirt, like a normal person. this is when it occurred to me that i might be a bit drunk.
5) stars, balloons, whales, goldfish.

tonight i hung out with this guy from minneapolis, leah's boyfriend's best friend. apparently he grew up in new york city until he was nine, but this was his first time back, and i was the first person he'd talked to in three days. so that was interesting. we got japanese food at the place with the light-up bear outside and walked around and went to places he remembered from being little... coney island and ps6.

fun fact about guy from minneapolis: he's staying at an apartment with two cats named hutu and tutsi.

yeah.

started making berlin plans with marissa. it's funny, i'm planning to meet her somewhere (i keep wanting to say "somewhere downtown," or "somewhere in the city center," but marissa protests emphatically and says that berlin has no downtown or center, which seems strange, but i'm going to assume she knows what she's talking about, so i guess i mean "somewhere closer to the physical center of the city than her neighborhood which is sort of on the outskirts"), and i asked if there was a coffeeshop or a bar that she could suggest meeting at that would be open late, and she said, starbucks! awesome.