For two days I have sat at my computer at 5 AM and tried to figure out what to blog about. I have been sick and not going out, so I don’t have pictures and I have a few bigger updates in mind that I was going to do this weekend and spread out throughout the week but I was sick so I didn’t. Now I am just sitting here thinking… thinking of anything… something… to… blog… about…. I promised no more throw away posts, but I can’t even come up with one of those. Woah is me.

For those of you looking for the Zombie Sideshow party photos, they will be on the Village Voice on Friday, and as soon as they go live on there I will post them on here.

In other news, I am actually going to get a bit of sleep today and I am going out tomorrow so there will be pictures and stuff by Wednesday and I got a new camera (D300) so things will be “experimental”.

I don’t know how to work it yet, but I will be doing some test shots tomorrow.

Blah blah blah. Here is the new ONN video. Eat it.

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So the depravity and madness of my last birthday party were not quite recaptured this year, partly due to the fact that I was sick and decided it would not be a good idea to try to make out with everyone I saw.   As I got drunker, I did end up making out with a few ladies (sorry!), but hopefully they will not get too sick.  I had a bunch of fun, and I only managed to upset a few people which is par for the course I guess.  I am just not very good at drinking, there is a reason I do not do it but twice a year.  My friend Victoria brought cupcakes, but I was far too drunk to enjoy them and my friend Christina brought icing because she didn’t have time to make me a cake.  At some point late in the evening she started eating the icing and if I am not mistaken several people licked icing off my nipples.  Weird.  Saturday I woke up in serious pain and felt so god damned sick.  I made a quick appearance at Savalas on Saturday for part 3 of my birthday but I did not take any pictures despite the abundance of Burning Angel Girls.

Anyway, on Friday I did not take pictures, because I don’t trust myself with a camera when I am drunk.  The only photos of the eve taken as far as I know were by TK who shot my party last year.  This year he did not show up until about 3:30 and by the time he got inside there were only like 30 people left, which explains why all these photos were of the same 15 people.   I am extremely drunk faced looking and half the photos are of Keyle and Apathy trying to take off my shirt, but it is what it is.  Merry Xmas.