It's been an odd last few days. Between the tornado in Brooklyn, beginning house sitting, a run-in with Premium Rush, about a dozen different completely off-their-rockers men, an hour long subway wait and eventually getting back at 3 am... it's been strange to say the least.

I was up in Alphabet City last night for a rooftop party, which was excellent. you could see EVERYTHING from there.

An in accordance to true writer fashion, we did a reading of one of the 10 minute plays


Discussed the (delicious) beauty of vegan rasberry pie


and wished Happy Birthday to the kid who's actual birthday it was.

(and that was before everyone showed up)

The rest of the weekend will consist of me watching House of San and Fog and Mystic River for Monday's class, reading 2 plays for Tuesday, writing a 10 minute screenplay, and writing a 10 minute play (which I have to take in tomorrow to be read, egads)!

Oh,and don't forget...