bleh ok. hey. hi. whats up.
so a few weeks ago the DFA had a holiday party @ Studio B that Beth and Ryan and I hit up. There was confetti and smoke machines and mean bouncers. and yeah James Murphy and Tim Sweeny or whatever kicked out some epic jams that I had never heard before but sounded so sweet by the time we go there because we started the night @ Anytime where Ryan bought us a round of hot choclate martinis.... seriously, every night should start that way.

Anyways so then we jetted over to Studio B where my ID was promptly rejected (they were being narc-y because it was an 18+ event)and they were all trying to send me home, but I just went and got in another line and went in the other side. Once inside I decided to really stick it to that bouncer who had tried to send me home by starting a tab and drinking until the music sounded *totally awesome* and I couldnt stand. basically. yeah.




and for all y'all haters here a gem (i dont know why its messed up, i think you have to click on it or something to see the real deal):


i had a dope polaroid of james murphy with like 4 chins, but i seem to have misplaced it right now. lame.

and now here are some pictures of my peeps that were taken with expired film that i paid alot of money for...

ryan representin'

noah munchin'



also how the hell did the knife get #1 album of the year from pitchfork. ugh.