Almost as cool as the movie was the after-party. Open bar, buffet and gift bags. It doesn't get much better than that folks. I felt like Kathy Griffin. it was a total d-list party. The only drinks for free were Stoli and Bud light, the buffet consisted of rolls, cheese, pasta and little sandwiches, and the gift bag was just wierd. altoids, tylenol pm, time out ny, and a collection of post cards with hot, half-naked guys on them. i loved every second of it! Sans the awkward 15 minute conversation my friend jeff and i were forced into when these two douchy guys came to talk to us. His pick up line to jeff: "are you a film maker?" the rest of the conversation was painfully awkward. Jeff told him his name was Liam and I declared I was from New Orleans. He asked for Jeff's screen name to which he replied "my computer's broken." Ya know, its really hard being this attractive. Sometimes i just want privacy.
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