Location: Stephen Weiss Studio (West Village)
Total Party Count: 85
I've been slacking on my party blogging this week, and I'm blaming it on a demoralizing night over at the UrbanDaddy.com party. I was expecting to party with my friend Doug because he works for them, but actually he QUIT a week earlier, so I didn't know a single person there, and what's worse, I couldn't even get anyone to talk to me, not even some stupid wannabe-hipster who sat right next to me, to whom I gave amazing convo openers like "the graham crackers are good, right?" and "this is my favorite Whitney Houston song." Then I saw this retarded loser lady who you could tell didn't belong at the party and kept going back for unlimited refills of sashimi and then I was like, wait a minute, that woman is me.
Nobody in this picture wanted to talk to me.
Not even these guys.
My only friend.
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