Last night....

It's noon now. My contacts are dry, my eyes are heavy-lidded. My stomach is churning uncomfortably and I have yet to take off my hoodie since arriving at my office.

I have a stack of work and a to-do list that has nothing checked off.

The idea of focusing is hard to come by right now.

I'm hungover at work for the first time in months. I was out til almost 4am and drinking the entire time. I didn't throw up which is maybe a sign that my body is back to being able to handle liquor.

Last night......I went to the Gossip Girl wrap party.

That's right. I spent my night with the cast and crew of Gossip Girl at Justin Timberlake's restaurant on the Upper East Side. I know. Awesome.

And to think that I wasn't even going to go out. I'd settled in on my couch with Ugly Betty and 30 Rock and Grey's and then at midnight my roommate called and wanted me to meet her at the Soho Grand. I was half dressed and didn't have any luck rousing my boyfriend or my neighbor off the couch. But I decided to just go because I wasn't tired and a night that starts at midnight usually turns out to be awesome.

I was ready to kill myself after one glass of champagne at the Soho Grand. I didn't know anyone there and it was weirdly loud and we are sitting at weird angles so I had no idea what anyone was talking about. Fifteen minutes into being there my roommate, who is addicted to her blackberry and I think maybe it's grown attached to her hand, whispers to me,

"Chuck from Gossip Girl rented out a bar uptown and it's open bar."

I stood up and grabbed my coat. "Finish your drink--I'll pay for the cab."

So we found ourselves at 1am getting out of a cab which took the longest route possible to 77th and 2nd Ave. And then we were at the door of Southern Hospitality, JT's dive bar-ish restaurant that charges outrageous prices for mediocre southern food. The bouncer informed us it was a private party, whereupon we informed him that that's why we were there.

And we walked right in.

Everyone was there and I had to stop myself from saying, "Serena!! What does Georgina have on you!!" when I saw Blake Lively emerge from a back beer pong room. I didn't really talk to anyone from the cast because my rule with celebs is that they have to talk to me first but I did do a lot of observation.

Dan is fine. He's smaller than me but he's still pretty fine. I have a hard time disassociating the character from the actor so every time I saw him talking I was sure he was saying something really meaningful and deep.

Blair is really tiny. Like preteen tiny. I only saw flashes of her here and there because I was trying not to always be looking around at people and maybe giving off stalker vibes.

I wanted to but did not say to Michelle Trachtenberg, "I LOVE HARRIET THE SPY! YOU WERE SO FUCKING CUTE IN THAT."

Serena lives up to the hype in real life. I was glad to see that her hair is NOT as fabulous and incredible as it looks on the show. I breathed a sigh of relief at this little revelation.

Nate. Nate is one of the most attractive people I have ever seen in my life. Like I really don't know what I'd do if I'd randomly just met him in real life and he wasn't famous or anything. People that look like him HAVE to be famous. It was so unreal--like this one time I saw Miss Universe at Bar Pitti in the West Village. She walked in and I just couldn't believe I was seeing someone who was just so beautiful. And ps--I really don't think he's gay. I mean I have kind of incredible gaydar and I wasn't even getting a blip.

The party was really fun and I can't believe I didn't have my camera. I also can't believe that I had the following conversation with an high school senior:

"Oh my god I have to be up so EARLY tomorrow for school!! And I just did like a MILLION yager bombs! I'm just not going to go to sleep. I have to up at 6am! And I HAVE to go because I have to miss on Monday because I'm doing All My Children."

My roommate and I were the oldest people there by probably 5 years. And we're still in our 20s.

PS: I was secretly hoping that Josh Schwartz would see me from across the room and be like "Hey I'm doing this new show about a beautiful young black woman with lots of hot friends having fun in Hawaii. YOU ARE PERFECT!"

PPS: Haven't given up hope that this will happen.