(noun) nonchalant absurdity with a dash of embarrassment.

(verb) to be shark bitten.

(adverb) in a manner that is nonchalantly absurd and embarrassing.

02 January 2011


the night started with a bottle of champagne at the treehouse accompanied by treats provided by uncle norm. in a manic dash for a cab we finally found one on allen as gub could not brace the snow with the shoes she was wearing. once we arrived at the party we realized no one we knew yet had arrived. because of this, we hung out by the meat dish and champagne. our friends finally showed up. we drank, we danced, and smoked cigarettes by the corner window with a dead on view of the williamsburg bridge facing brooklyn from the corner of kenmare and bowery. about an hour after the ball dropped we decided we were hungry. after a hefty trek and some lurk action we found ourselves at remedy diner. the manager tried to seat us at this bogus table near the door. we demanded the booth in the back corner. we got it. our waiter dave looked at me strange as i ordered grilled cheese with swiss and jalepenos on rye; as did gabby. in the amount of time we were there the table next to us had been sat and resat several times. jonny joined us around 2:30. he was drinking stella mixed with coffee. the waiter came over to us around 4 telling us that it was last call. then we realized we should leave. trekked back to the treehouse and ended the night the same way we started it: with uncle norm's treats.

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