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So I'm Twenty Eight....Wow, getting up there...old man territory...I'll soon need a walker, I'm sure.

My friend Eva got back into town after being away for A YEAR! She's crashing with me for a week and a half and then heading upstate to save a little moo-lah. So for my birthday, me, her, Dave, Yelena (who is in NONE of these pics oddly), and my roommate Josh went and had some dinner and drinks. Oh, good times were had by all...



Me looking very confused and conflicted. And possibly constipated (the three c's).



Dave just taking the night in, and Josh...uh...taking Dave in.



This was a restaurant we used to go to all the time and hadn't been to since we shot my film in it. So this was a "sort of reunion" of sorts. And the menu now has "available for photo and film shoots." Just because of us. Awesome...



Absolutely not posed.



They brought out a bithday desert and I was in the bathroom, so Dave was sad....



And this is me...turning one year old...



An awesome shot I like to call, "Two Asses and a Jew." I think I shall sell it for a million pounds.

All pictures courtesy of Kitty Vodka, the Russian Jew with the fly attituuuu (de).