I started my evening with a graduation party where everyone brought me baked goods -- i.e., totally my kind of party.
Then, Stan and I headed to Manhattan for the opening extravaganza at the brand new Apple flagship store on 5th Ave. They're doing drawings for a new Macbook every hour, so OBVS I'm here dropping my name in the proverbial hat. Stan just went home, as it's 4:30 in the fucking morning -- but the store is still fucking packed, and what kind of Mac fanatic would I be if I gave up that easily?
Also, please note the AWESOME new suit:
