VACATION CAPTURED THROUGH NARCISSISTIC LENS
Last Thursday, my girlfriend and I set sail, crossing Ohio and Pennsylvania in order to meet my Mother, her strange boyfriend, and their pillow (wtf?) in Jersey.
Away from dreary Detroit and confronted by green foliage, I officially swore allegiance to the Eastcoast. The Midwest can wilt for all I care.
Strange things about New Jersey...
---"Diners" are not coney dogs and fries, but rather tremendous steaks, scallops, clams, and shrimp. It just doesn't seem right stepping from a diner with healthy food in your stomach.
---people pump your gas FOR you and don't accept tips.
---I didn't see a single cop.
---license plates are much more creative than Michigan's.
So the next day, Anais Nintendo and I hopped on a train for SoHo, Manhattan. After buying flowers for her......and waiting for her to dress......we shopped too much, spent too little, and ran from Vietnamese vendors on Canal St. I gave the woman too little for a fake Coach purse intended for NewBomb's sister. She ran. I ran faster.
Later that night (Friday), I began drinking far too much whiskey resulting in ol' drunken blue eyes
and an almost fatal walk down the CBGB staircase . This just in New York, crust punk still sucks! Oh well. They lost the memo.
The next day was spent mostly uptown because my girlfriend had never been to Manhattan. Unfortunately, we had to fuck around in Time Square for a while, but at an amazing blueberry muffin which raised my libido past it's current position. Luckily, Uptown was short-lived, and we spent more time in Central Park than anywhere else.
I ripped out a flower for her......almost become a non-nude suicideboy by nearly losing my balance on a bridge......smoked a cigarette and stroked a statue......before catching a late train back to Jersey.
The next day, Sunday, was spent taking goofy pictures of an uprooted tree
breaking into Princeton University. Being the oldest University in the States, I'm surprised how easy it was to break into classrooms
have sex
and
play some random piano in a silent room
and steal classic textbooks.
Einstein taught there. Hmmm.
So later that night, we went back to my Mother's Boyfriend's house and captured a really hokey, cliche sunset on camera.
I also discovered I'll be teaching for the New Jersey School System in one year.
Revelation.
geoffrey
Last Thursday, my girlfriend and I set sail, crossing Ohio and Pennsylvania in order to meet my Mother, her strange boyfriend, and their pillow (wtf?) in Jersey.
Away from dreary Detroit and confronted by green foliage, I officially swore allegiance to the Eastcoast. The Midwest can wilt for all I care.
Strange things about New Jersey...
---"Diners" are not coney dogs and fries, but rather tremendous steaks, scallops, clams, and shrimp. It just doesn't seem right stepping from a diner with healthy food in your stomach.
---people pump your gas FOR you and don't accept tips.
---I didn't see a single cop.
---license plates are much more creative than Michigan's.
So the next day, Anais Nintendo and I hopped on a train for SoHo, Manhattan. After buying flowers for her......and waiting for her to dress......we shopped too much, spent too little, and ran from Vietnamese vendors on Canal St. I gave the woman too little for a fake Coach purse intended for NewBomb's sister. She ran. I ran faster.
Later that night (Friday), I began drinking far too much whiskey resulting in ol' drunken blue eyes
and an almost fatal walk down the CBGB staircase . This just in New York, crust punk still sucks! Oh well. They lost the memo.
The next day was spent mostly uptown because my girlfriend had never been to Manhattan. Unfortunately, we had to fuck around in Time Square for a while, but at an amazing blueberry muffin which raised my libido past it's current position. Luckily, Uptown was short-lived, and we spent more time in Central Park than anywhere else.
I ripped out a flower for her......almost become a non-nude suicideboy by nearly losing my balance on a bridge......smoked a cigarette and stroked a statue......before catching a late train back to Jersey.
The next day, Sunday, was spent taking goofy pictures of an uprooted tree
breaking into Princeton University. Being the oldest University in the States, I'm surprised how easy it was to break into classrooms
have sex
and
play some random piano in a silent room
and steal classic textbooks.
Einstein taught there. Hmmm.
So later that night, we went back to my Mother's Boyfriend's house and captured a really hokey, cliche sunset on camera.
I also discovered I'll be teaching for the New Jersey School System in one year.
Revelation.
geoffrey
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