So this weekend I finally broke from my usual touristy stuff and did some real "New York" things...I felt like Carrie or Samantha or someone....just hanging out with my gal pals. So..I had Friday night off...so I made plans with Laura..(for all future stories...Laura is the girl who was a nanny for this family in Manhattan....I flew up here and interviewed to replace her...the job didn't work out..but we hit it off....and now we are friends). So Friday night I take the train into the city...take a butt load of subways to meet her and her friend in Brooklyn. I get off in....dun dun dun...Bushwick...if you know anything about Brooklyn you wont ask about the dun dun dun. So I'm standing on the street..hand in my purse..lovingly clutching my pepper spray.. in the dark waiting for Laura and her friend....who are supposedly in a car...every car that slows down and looks at me..I peer back at....they eventually show up on foot..haha...so off the three of us go...we went to one of their friends apartments to hang out until 11:00...they played some music...we had some lauhgs...etc. We leave and go to this party at 11:00...which was kinda sucky cause I had to leave at 11:45...the last train back to South Orange left at 12:30...we sat around and talked for a bit...met a few nice people...left...took two subways....got to the train station at 12:25...got on the train..it left at 12:34..like a ggllloooovvveeeee. Saturday...slept late..hung out..watched a movie...got ready..took the 5:00 train into the city. Now....I was going to this place to watch Laura and her "Crew" play...it started at 6:00 and was an hour long. I can usually get anywhere in the city from my house in around an hour...well..I had never been down to the lower east side before...where the streets change from the simple... 54th 53rd 52nd to the complicated all names....names like Houston which APPARENTLY is pronounced HOW-STUN which I think is dumber than crap. So I'm walkin around like a fool for a good 20 minutes trying to figure out where the crap I'm going...I went into a Bank Of Amercia and looked at my little pop up map..thanks Jackie! I couldn't figure it out...so I hailed a cab...told him "Houston and Allen" He said "Houston?? HOWSTUN"! "Yeah..yeah..How-stun" off we go..it really wasn't very far but I had gotten myself quite turned around...I get out of the cab and skip across the street...walk in the door...at apporoximately 6:40. I go in and I'm staring straight at a wall of liquor....the man behind the bar tells me I have to wait till the song is over before I can go in...but would I like a drink? "Do you have Dos Equis"? "No" "Ok..can I have a mojito"? "Dont make those" "ok...do you have red bull"?? "Nope" "Malibu"? "Yeah" "ok.....Malibu and Sprite" "you got it".... I take my drink, go in and watch them perfrom the last 2 songs..haha...its ok, I'll make it to another show. We hang out, here another girl perform...have some laughs...then we went to this deli...Katz Deli...its the one from when Harry met Sally...you know what I'm talking about...apparently a famous place. Let me tell you something about NYC...people that work there get very pissy when you don't know what you're doing...not sure what I'm talking about? Go to Greys Pappaya or Katz Deli and take a minute to figure out what you want...or ask a question...they LOOVVEEE that..haha. So I order a kinesh...which is basically mashed potatoes inside of a giant tater tot...best way I can explain it...it's actaully kinda good..in a diff. way.. all of a sudden...Laura is like "hey, that guy is cute" and I look over..this gorgeous guy is ordering at the counter..."He is cute..you know who he looks like??? That guy from a Walk to Remember" "Yeah?? kinda" "No...seriously..I think it is him"! "I think they are musicians...I bet they are playing somewhere around here"... After some deliberating on their part and much " I AM willing to bet $100 dollars"!! On my part....we decide it is in fact..Shane West..from A Walk To Remember.....Im freakin star struck as I am seeing my first real celebrity about 15 feet away..she's all wondering if they are in a band. So she goes over to ask them...she comes back and says "He was kinda rude...they only gave one word answers...but yes they are in a band...and they played somewhere last night"....I remembered hearing somewhere that he played in a band...I'm gonna attrubite his rudeness to the fact that maybe he was irritated that she wanted to know if he was in a band and didn't notice him for the actor...who knows...who cares...he's still hott....and he's still...my only hope...haha. Ok...so we leave the deli..and go for a drive...we wound up going to this club in the West Village called "Love". It was a real...like no sign on the door...line around the building bouncer at the door...kinda place..we get in...this place was crazy! There was this room..I'm gonna call it the sexy sex room...let me explain..basically the room was like one of those playhouse things for cats..you can climb up and lounge in all these little comfy cubby holes with pillows...crazy...apparently the reason we went is cause Laura's friend Chris is a fan of the Roots...and Quest Love..from the Roots..was d.j-ing there that night. So we get some drinks...climb up in a cubby...and talk...it's Laura, Chris, their friend and Cello player Emma...who is freakin hilarious....Emma is one of those people who you think is on crack but totally isn't...when we were dancing someone actually asked "WHAT ARE YOU ON"??? We had a great time... I took the 1:30 train home...got home around 2 ish in the morning...slept late Sunday...did some local stuff Sunday..went shopping..went to dinner with Jade...my nanny friend...had enough Dr.Pepper to fill a bathtub...cause the stuff is kinda hard to come back here...then we went and saw The Pineapple Express......HILARIOUS!! I laughed so hard...James Franco is brilliant in it..see it... and that's pretty much it...I had a great weekend...finally nice to take a break from the usual touristy stuff and just hang out with some cool people. Hope all is well wherever you are...talk to ya soon.
~~Lauren
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