Sunday, July 29, 2007

Slow Sickly Saturday

It was a slow, sickly humid day in New York, so I spent it inside oversleeping and watching Miami Vice: a basically mediocre movie.

I spent the evening studying at the Whole Foods on Houston Street and then stopped by a rooftop party on Avenue B, which was teeming with liberal arts college students and recent graduates.

Upon arriving home, my roommate (L) and I began hearing intermittent smashing noises around our apartment.

L went up to the roof to investigate, and discovered a group of 10-15 young, male, hipster-ish lads throwing party objects off the sides of the building.

He chided them briefly before being told that someone had already given them a scolding.

Satisfied, L came back to our apartment, where he conveyed the story, noting that he should have stayed up on the roof and hung out with the offendors.

I don't there's any moral to this story. Maybe: Don't throw stuff off your roof... and... spend sickly humid weekends indoors.

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