fucking new york god dammit
so...the picture in the background is of jones beach. one of the many small islands off the coast of long island. i was there a few days ago. i knew i missed long island and new york in general, but i didnt actually realize just how much until i got up there and finally felt the sense of being home. of belonging.
god im really starting to hate florida. not loath it. not dislike it. but seriously hate and dispise it. this place is fucking pathetic. the people here (save a select few) are fucking pathetic.
anyways. moving along here. we got there on thursday and the frist thing we did when we got of the plane was of course....eat pizza. fucking new york pizza. fuck yes!
friday we drove around and looked at the old house, my moms old house, my dads old house, our familys old houses and of course the mob houses. the gambinos house is fucking massive. i mean this shit is huge! the gambino guards houses were surrounding the fucking massive house, just like i remembered it.
friday night we went out to dinner with some family friends. italian food of course, cooked by none other than an old italian grandmother. reason number 5000 i want to go back.
saturday wast eh pig roast (the main reason we were up there). taht was great. over 200 people almost all realted to the nelson family (my moms mothers maiden name is nelson). taht lasted till about 2 am. and yes we did roast a whole pig over a fire. hog tied and everything.
sunday we went into teh city. rode the lirr (long island rail road) into penn station. taht was great. people teh way peple should be. alive dammit alive! stayed there most of the day.
we took a boat tour of the tip of manhatten island which was fucking great. we also got to listen to some irate woman on a pay phone in teh subway use emense amounts of profanity. last line before she hung up " you god damn fucking cock sucking son of a bitch if you think that next time that i see that bitch i wont rip her god damn fucking heart out your a fucking moron. JACKASS!" and she slammed the phone down. my mom and i looked at each other and my mom goes. damn its good to be home.
monday was driving around again and meeting up with people again. and eating the best damn chinease food followed by the best damn ice cream on the face of this earth.
tuesday we left.
i want to go back.
right now.
lets go.
fuck florida.
god im really starting to hate florida. not loath it. not dislike it. but seriously hate and dispise it. this place is fucking pathetic. the people here (save a select few) are fucking pathetic.
anyways. moving along here. we got there on thursday and the frist thing we did when we got of the plane was of course....eat pizza. fucking new york pizza. fuck yes!
friday we drove around and looked at the old house, my moms old house, my dads old house, our familys old houses and of course the mob houses. the gambinos house is fucking massive. i mean this shit is huge! the gambino guards houses were surrounding the fucking massive house, just like i remembered it.
friday night we went out to dinner with some family friends. italian food of course, cooked by none other than an old italian grandmother. reason number 5000 i want to go back.
saturday wast eh pig roast (the main reason we were up there). taht was great. over 200 people almost all realted to the nelson family (my moms mothers maiden name is nelson). taht lasted till about 2 am. and yes we did roast a whole pig over a fire. hog tied and everything.
sunday we went into teh city. rode the lirr (long island rail road) into penn station. taht was great. people teh way peple should be. alive dammit alive! stayed there most of the day.
we took a boat tour of the tip of manhatten island which was fucking great. we also got to listen to some irate woman on a pay phone in teh subway use emense amounts of profanity. last line before she hung up " you god damn fucking cock sucking son of a bitch if you think that next time that i see that bitch i wont rip her god damn fucking heart out your a fucking moron. JACKASS!" and she slammed the phone down. my mom and i looked at each other and my mom goes. damn its good to be home.
monday was driving around again and meeting up with people again. and eating the best damn chinease food followed by the best damn ice cream on the face of this earth.
tuesday we left.
i want to go back.
right now.
lets go.
fuck florida.