Henry is 30 and I can say he survived, barely. He had a birthday bash with one of his other NYU friends and I got him home about 10 minutes ago and he is blissfully sleeping, but I will not envy the headache he will most likely have in the morning.
Thank you for all our friends who came out, and we’re very sorry we were late. =(
And to the cab driver who drove us home, I will report his sorry ass! His meter jumped 40¢ every street, whether we were moving or not. One one of the streets, we pulled up at a red light and it jumped 40¢ and before it turned green, it jumped another 40¢. After I paid him, I also told him I didn’t appreciate how quickly his meter was going, and before we got home, I jotted down his phone number and his ID number on my phone.
Pictures will go up shortly, but I promise to only show the pictures that look good, the pictures that had half of people will be omitted.