i'm sweaty. i'm tired. i'm cranky. my feet hurt. don't mess with me. really. just don't.
			dawnie, my hostess with the mostest, chillin' in her lovely astoria place.
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billy, josh and rob, in their hoboken living room. we ate bacon and eggs, slurped italian ices and chilled by the hudson river.
		self portrait: "bored on subway."
				a slice from lombardi's, "new york's best pizza."	mmm. grease. you're so yummy in my tummy.
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scott and anne: two of my favorite writers on the web.	the lovely miss maura and her nice friend, greg.
maura and peter: yay for old and new friends.	"fly girl sandwich," says peter.
me and scott. we're trying to look cute.	anne doesn't have to strike a pose.
i was so glad paul and lisa came. lisa and i are old pals (hee hee), and it turned out paul and peter were, too.	me and dawnie: we're slightly tipsy but oh so happy. it's just like old times.