Lisa Garza Day

Suffering a massive hangover from the previous night meant my activites were pretty much limited to ordering fried chicken from Georgia's East Side Barbecue (AMAZING) and watching 5 hours of a reality TV show about a competition to be the next star (TV chef) on the food network. God its good. I'm sad not to be able to see it anymore. Perhaps I can find it on surfthechannel. Hmmmmm. Mostly due to the lady who titles this post. Go find her, I swear she's barely human. James and Corty are made of sterner stuff then I and both re-commenced drinking with the intention of going out. To be fair it was 4th July and a little partying was to be expected. As evening rolled around we could vaguely make out the East River fireworks from the fire escape of their apartment. A better view could be had from the roof but even the thought of stepping onto the fire escape filled me with nausea. Besides, firewaroks, meh, who cares? Saw the biggest fireworks display EVER in London and that was good, but has ruined all other firework shows thereafter. Jame and Corty ended up not going out, but spotted a party going on in the building next door. Corty was concerned it was a bit of a 'sausage fest' and wasn't to keen on going. James, with the irrepresable spirit of the part and the determination that there'd be more girls inside, took a flying leap of the side of the building and fell 7ft to the building below, landed awkwardly and bruised both his ankles. He tried to walk it off and maintain composure. But crippling agony and the realisation he'd crashed a gay party meant he soon returned home! Corty took advantage of the situation and piled James' bed (with him in it) with shoes, shaving foam, umbrellas and toilet roll. I've got the pictures, but not sure how to get them from phone to computer.