so we had class yesterday. some crappy architectural tour thing. met on fulton & bdway, then it just around that area, like round city hall and stuff. he showed us where five points (made famous in 'gangs of new york', a film i haven't seen) used to be, then we walked over the bklyn bridge, ending up in bklyn heights. it's beautiful there. spending time with my intake was not beautiful, however. knobs.
i didn't see the point in heading back to manhattan when frank/amy/sharif's "5 yrs in NY" bbq was in brooklyn, so mooched around the heights for a bit, walked up to jay st-borough hall to get the F up to smith. a bunch of peeps already at the bbq, got myself a beer - they had the red plastic cups and all, just like in the moooovies (!) - eventually tracked down some veggie burgers/dogs. didn't stay too late as meant to be meeting jas et. al. but they were still at home, so went back to newport and crashed, totally.
god the MB lot are idiots.
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