Ryan had a thing at the Guggenheim. A fancy ball in his honor, ooh la la. I swear, they're
starting to run out of honors and awards to give this guy. They're gonna hafta start making
new shit up.



Like here's a new one: the "Guy with the coolest intern schedule" award. It's very prestigious!
We're having a fancy gala ceremony for it at my place next week. Cocktail attire. Bring dip.



Lookin' sharp, fellas.



Ryan in the red carpet paparazzi area. Me, I was shuttled in through the service entrance out
back by the dumpsters.



Inside, the fancy uptown ballgown ladies were in full effect. Sorry this picture is blurry, it was
a sneak attack. Point, shoot, and run before they can make snooty remarks about my cheap
dress from Urban Outfitters!



A slideshow of Ryan's photos were projected huge above the crowd. That was pretty cool.



Ack! Point that thing away from me! I think I see the chick from Gossip Girl over there, go
get her!



Jen and Emma looking so pretty.







Aron brought his own camera crew for his new upcoming show on Playboy TV. Man, there
were camera crews everywhere.



Camera, camera, cameras...



Ryan introducing Blonde Redhead. They played a short but sweet set. Ryan picked them to
play because they are his favorite makeout band. And it's true, their music is very well-suited
for handskis and blowjays. (Sorry, just got Superbad on DVD and am a bit obsessed.)



Ryan and Alex in his finest leather vest.



Wade and Jack



And hey, there's Wade peeing on the Guggenheim partygoers! Haha! I like that.



Coley has such pretty hair.



Sofia and balloon friend.



Nothing, I just like how mesmerized Marc and BJ look here.



Smokin outside the museum.



After-party at Alain and Kama's new place. It's called Bacaro, on 136 Division St. It's really
cool there, there's a cellar that looks like a catacomb and it's all creepy and romantic-like.
Someone should take me on a date there. Please! Someone, anyone! To hell with my dignity,
I am desperate. I am a desperate woman. It's oh so sad.



Anyway! Then it was 4am. You know my rule about photos after 4am--strictly forbidden.
What happens after 4am stays after 4am! Which is too bad, cuz I have a pretty funny story.


Anyway! Congratulations to Ryan. Again. And again and again...
I worry, is it getting to be too much Ryan? Will I have to change my blog name to
"Teenage Ryan-icorn: the Unofficial World Wide Web Fanpage" or something?
 
How about "Sorry-I-only-have-one-friend-icorn"?