So...despite minimalism909's failure to produce the best pizza ever, and the slap in the face by the substitution of subpar Thai food, I am happy to report that my trip to NYC was not a total bust.
The trip got off to a bad start with the immediate viewing displeasure of a Miss Congeniality 2 poster upon my arrival at the Philadelphia train station. Fortunately, I was soon able to put this horror behind me once I met up with minimalism909, Mle, and chrisalis for drinks and damn near the most dee-lishus salad I ever did ated. After returning to Mle's Delaware abode, we chatted into the wee hours of the morning about all sorts of perfectly innocent things, then passed the fuck out.
The next day, after the loverly Mle bought me a breakfast (2pm) bacon cheeseburger
minimalism909 and I trained it up to Jersey, while I learned all about the finer points of graffiti artists and New Jersey's suburban developement. After a very domestic evening of dishwashing, dinnercooking, and flaming pans of vodka sauce, we hit the sauce and the town, in that discretely illegal way that is so often favored by we underage losers and those whom our company is forced upon.
There was a one-stop bar hop and a celebrity sighting, but mostly just uneventful meandering and a distinct lack of naked jumping jacks.
The next day was mostly sleeping in followed by more wandering followed by pickup and carnapping (the kind where I sleep through a car ride, not the kind where I'm accosted and thrown into a van) and a late return to school.
School is underwhelming.
But my peanut butter cookies were still chewy!
Except for one, but it really wasn't very chewy when I got it.
I enjoy big cities and lots and lots of conversing.
I dislike not having my camera.
The end...
...or is it??
The trip got off to a bad start with the immediate viewing displeasure of a Miss Congeniality 2 poster upon my arrival at the Philadelphia train station. Fortunately, I was soon able to put this horror behind me once I met up with minimalism909, Mle, and chrisalis for drinks and damn near the most dee-lishus salad I ever did ated. After returning to Mle's Delaware abode, we chatted into the wee hours of the morning about all sorts of perfectly innocent things, then passed the fuck out.
The next day, after the loverly Mle bought me a breakfast (2pm) bacon cheeseburger
minimalism909 and I trained it up to Jersey, while I learned all about the finer points of graffiti artists and New Jersey's suburban developement. After a very domestic evening of dishwashing, dinnercooking, and flaming pans of vodka sauce, we hit the sauce and the town, in that discretely illegal way that is so often favored by we underage losers and those whom our company is forced upon.
There was a one-stop bar hop and a celebrity sighting, but mostly just uneventful meandering and a distinct lack of naked jumping jacks.
The next day was mostly sleeping in followed by more wandering followed by pickup and carnapping (the kind where I sleep through a car ride, not the kind where I'm accosted and thrown into a van) and a late return to school.
School is underwhelming.
But my peanut butter cookies were still chewy!
Except for one, but it really wasn't very chewy when I got it.
I enjoy big cities and lots and lots of conversing.
I dislike not having my camera.
The end...
...or is it??
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minimalism:
I'm guessing that even though the ended up on the same line as my name it was meant for the bacon cheeseburger. Not that I mind playing second fiddle to a bacon cheeseburger. They are pretty damn cool.
ended up on the same line as my name it was meant for the bacon cheeseburger. Not that I mind playing second fiddle to a bacon cheeseburger. They are pretty damn cool.
lostarchitect:
sounds good! let me know before you arrive. 