You're right, Tara...

Everyone sort of forgot about the blog. Or we all got busy. Something like that. So here goes: Erica's megapost, the summer round-up, if you will.

This summer just flew by-- I'm not really sure what happened. It was just May, and now it's August 28th. Woah. Shit. So I spent the summer working as a "reporter" at the New York Resident, this weekly free street-corner magazine. It was a good chance to write clips, and I published a ton of stories. My editor was a lamo idiot, though, so I was ready to go. The highlight of that internship, I think, was the day I rode up in the elevator with Ashley Olson. She was hot.

WHile my MWF's were taken up at the Resident, I spent the other 4 days at Dr. Bogoch's, working for one of the nuttier old ladies on the Upper East Side. As some of you may remember, I was doing this weird partial employment thing last Fall. One day I answered an ad to move some boxes in a home office, and now it's been 10 months. Luckily that wacko was out of time for most of the summer, so I spent most of my days napping on her floor. (Her couch is covered with papers...) Hurrah, though! Friday was my last day there! No more stupid old whore... I wend to Macy's Saturday to celebrate, and Tara, you'd love my new shoes.

Most of you know Jordan and Pat moved in around the corner (on 81st) this summer-- so that's been fun. It's nice to have 'Friends' in the neighborhood.

So you wanna hear about the Poconos Tara? Um... we ate. A lot. And ate some more. We played sardines, tons of flip-cup, and Jordan, P.S. everyone, can bake his ass off. And I don't mean smoking pot. (though the statement still stands.) We played volleyball, some of us went jogging in the mountain air, and we saw a ton of deer and even a few wild turkeys. The view was amazing. I don't know about the rest of you, but I had forgotten, really, how fucking awsome drinking with Cary Cascino is. Cary, you get the funnest person who traveled the farthest award. Or something like that.

Speaking of which, Paulie, what happened to our awards? Not that I got one. Not that I'm crying myself to sleep or anything.

Photos later. It's not letting me upload any just now.