Wandering the wee hours of the morning with Voltaire, the Goth-Father. So tired and non-coherant.

Andrew and I went to New York City to see a few sites. We made it up into the Empire State Building and saw the city. Then gave one of my favorite Goth musicians, Voltaire, a call. We met up at a Japanese restaurant in The Village, ate some incredible food and drank sake. Then we went to some Fondu place and met up with Voltaire's girlfriend and drank wine. They already had plans to see The Libertine. We did our best not to spoil it for them and tell them the movie wasn't good. Then they took us over to McSorley's. I drank dark beer until our friend Chelsea arrived.

With Chelsea, we drank then walked to the Hudson River. Then walked back and met up with Voltaire and his girlfriend again. Went to the Cakehouse and then some other bar. It was a full night of drinking when we left at 3am back to Queens to sleep.

I'm not used to partying so hard. I need more practice. Guess I'll need to go Goth to make that happen.