I knew I was in the south again because people smile at you again and there's a lot more cowboy hats
Okay, so it took me like 100 years to get all the pictures uploaded and resized, but yeah. So I went to New York/Jersey for spring break, the first half of which I've already adressed. For now, here's a general outline and a picture post. I'll probably make an extremely detailed one in the new journal.
I honestly don't remember WHAT I did the night before I went into NYC. I think I played Duck Hunt for an obscenely long amount of time.
Woke up Wednesday, caught a train into the City, kept walking in the wrong direction, found Port Authority, met up with Bryan there.
Walked around aimlessly in the wrong direction some more because neither of us have any sense of direction
Found the MOMA. Stayed in there for about 4 hours.
Bitchy correction of stupid teenage girls that mispronounce titles of Salvador Dali paintings.
Saw about every major artwork from the 19th and 20th centuries.
Some guy on the street corner gave us a coupon for half off dinner at some new Japanese restaurant, so we decided to eat there
ate a lot of sushi
took a subway to the other side of Manhattan to see some amateur comedy show that was actually pretty good
First thought upon entering subway: "smells like pee!"
Back to Jersey after that - proceeded in letting Marissa get me relatively drunk the night after. Had a pretty good time. Her roomates were pretty awesome too.
Just kinda hung out Friday until Marissa took me to the train station. Went back into the city; planned on meeting up with Bryan again after he got off work, but he called to inform me that he was not, in fact getting off work before my bus left.
Decided I wasn't going to have any of that. Caught a subway to Queens on relatively sketchy directions he gave me.
Walked around Queens lost for a while until a Mexican in a truck saved the day.
Pretended like I knew what I was doing in order to get into film studio
Got to watch filming of Conviction; was provided with overabundant masses of candy and sandwich making materials
Caught gross, depressing subway back to Manhattan, but not until after my bus had left. Last bus out left at 11:45. I got my ticket changed at 11:43 - caught bus somehow.
Proceeeded to ride said bus for 27 terrible, disgusting hours back to Birmingham via PA, OH, KY route: a.k.a. most out-of-the-way-route-possible.
This is what love looks like
My bus ticket is taller than me
Marta station in ATL
Every Greyhound station has a Ms. Pac Man machine. They made life bearable.
Marta again
Charlotte, NC
I don't know WHERE the fuck Halifax is.
Halifax is in a field.
Whee, bus stop.
Asian man in Baltimore playing Ms. PacMan
That cat is sooooo fucking fat.
NYC
Marissa and her boyfriend
We went to try on clothes in some store at a mall in Jersey that we obviously could not afford, and took pictures of it.
I love that damn jacket. It was $100
Samara?
I think that's the best I've ever done on Duck Hunt. Marissa has an actual functioning NES.
Newark, NJ. Bored on a train.
Newark again.
NYC from the sculpture garden at MOMA
again!
touristy museum pictures of things I liked
I thought I'd gotten past that 'easily amused' stage of my life, but those choking victim posters got me every time. (In the random sushi place we had dinner at)
Marissa bought me a chocolate bunny
Drunk-ass Jersey girls
Some girl I thought looked like Julia from Cowboy Bebop
drunk
drunk
drunk
intellectual drunk?
(no, seriously, Will was awesome)
the Julia girl again. I made her take this picture. I was also drunk.
Morning after. I never have hangovers.
Subway people. I don't know WHYYYYY those people in the background are dressed up like tomatos.
Subway to Queens.
Pittsburgh at 7 in the morning
West Virginia
Ohio. Big, fat, desolate fucking Ohio.
That easily-amused thing coming back again. Seriously though. That stick man has fingers.
Ohio McDonald's have 50's cars with mannequins in them eating McFood...
Bad shot of an Amish man. Amish people can't have cars, but CAN ride buses apparently.
Columbus, OH
Cincinnati, OH
Cincinnati again. I gave up on pictures after this because I was too pissed off about still being on a bus.
Total Travel Time back to B'ham: 27 hours
Then Ian and Rosie forgot to pick me up because they were too busy in Trussville getting drunk {see: Ian}.
Because that is what you come home to because that is what Birmingham is all about. But that's a separate argument. We'll just leave it at the fact that I was well beyond pissed.
Suffice it to say, this is the last entry I'll be making in this journal. Saddening though it is, I mean, I've had it for 4 years and this is a very fucking monumental 1,000th entry. I don't even really exist as the same person anymore. I'm moving though - kitty_jack I'm not even going to begin to pretend like I'm dropping off of the face of the LJ planet for dramatic value or any of that crap. Just add me if you feel like it. If I already have you added, it just means I like reading your shit that much. Otherwise, I'll just be adding people back as I deem necessary.
I feel like I need to leave this one as it is just to somehow immortalize everything terrible and hilarious about this past and continuing existance, unless all of LJ's systems crash, in which case, I'm just fucked.
This is what love looks like
My bus ticket is taller than me
Marta station in ATL
Every Greyhound station has a Ms. Pac Man machine. They made life bearable.
Marta again
Charlotte, NC
I don't know WHERE the fuck Halifax is.
Halifax is in a field.
Whee, bus stop.
Asian man in Baltimore playing Ms. PacMan
That cat is sooooo fucking fat.
NYC
Marissa and her boyfriend
We went to try on clothes in some store at a mall in Jersey that we obviously could not afford, and took pictures of it.
I love that damn jacket. It was $100
Samara?
I think that's the best I've ever done on Duck Hunt. Marissa has an actual functioning NES.
Newark, NJ. Bored on a train.
Newark again.
NYC from the sculpture garden at MOMA
again!
touristy museum pictures of things I liked
I thought I'd gotten past that 'easily amused' stage of my life, but those choking victim posters got me every time. (In the random sushi place we had dinner at)
Marissa bought me a chocolate bunny
Drunk-ass Jersey girls
Some girl I thought looked like Julia from Cowboy Bebop
drunk
drunk
drunk
intellectual drunk?
(no, seriously, Will was awesome)
the Julia girl again. I made her take this picture. I was also drunk.
Morning after. I never have hangovers.
Subway people. I don't know WHYYYYY those people in the background are dressed up like tomatos.
Subway to Queens.
Pittsburgh at 7 in the morning
West Virginia
Ohio. Big, fat, desolate fucking Ohio.
That easily-amused thing coming back again. Seriously though. That stick man has fingers.
Ohio McDonald's have 50's cars with mannequins in them eating McFood...
Bad shot of an Amish man. Amish people can't have cars, but CAN ride buses apparently.
Columbus, OH
Cincinnati, OH
Cincinnati again. I gave up on pictures after this because I was too pissed off about still being on a bus.
Total Travel Time back to B'ham: 27 hours
Then Ian and Rosie forgot to pick me up because they were too busy in Trussville getting drunk {see: Ian}.
Because that is what you come home to because that is what Birmingham is all about. But that's a separate argument. We'll just leave it at the fact that I was well beyond pissed.
Suffice it to say, this is the last entry I'll be making in this journal. Saddening though it is, I mean, I've had it for 4 years and this is a very fucking monumental 1,000th entry. I don't even really exist as the same person anymore. I'm moving though - kitty_jack I'm not even going to begin to pretend like I'm dropping off of the face of the LJ planet for dramatic value or any of that crap. Just add me if you feel like it. If I already have you added, it just means I like reading your shit that much. Otherwise, I'll just be adding people back as I deem necessary.
I feel like I need to leave this one as it is just to somehow immortalize everything terrible and hilarious about this past and continuing existance, unless all of LJ's systems crash, in which case, I'm just fucked.