Laura's party was really good last night. I actually planned on sneaking away and coming home a couple times during the night to escape boredom. The plan was not needed. I had a good time.

I went over early to help her decorate and stuff. She wanted candles just about everywhere. I liked the idea. I came home after some cleaning and setting up, had something to eat and went back a couple hours later. I took my camera with me and got some cool shots before turning it over to Ray and went for the alcohol. I really should never be allowed to make my own drinks. Before you could say 'Absolut drunk whore' I was on the dance floor holing my Dixie cup. I don't need alcohol to dance but it sure as hell helps.

Most of my night was spent on the dance floor with this friend of Laura's I'd met a couple weeks before. And when I wasn't dancing I was on a couch with a different Dixie cup. My friend. Actually, I made a new friend at the party. I was sitting on when this guy came over, sat right next to me and said, "You're beautiful." If he thought that would get my attention and make me want to be his friend ....he thought right. His name's Alex and it was really cool chatting with him. He lives downstairs from Laura. He said he's seen be walk by a few times. I thought that was weird because I consider myself somewhat invisible in my neighborhood. I don't have any friend in the neighborhood. I barely 'hang out' here. I stay in my apartment a lot and usually when I step outside it's either to go to the store around the corner or to hop on a bus heading to New York.

We left the party and went downstairs to his place for a while. He showed me around. He has an adorable Yorkie. I usually hate small dogs but this one is just too cute for me to want to slap around. Alex and I swapped numbers and said we definitely have to hang out sometime. It would be really nice.