October 12, 2008
It turns out that Josh and Scott are hanging out at Evan’s dorm. I walk over there past 10:00ish with my flask, which I’ve been working on before that. We hang out and watch some TV and stuff. Before 2:00, Josh and I leave and I walk with him a bit because I want to get Halal cart. I’m starving and grab some BBQ chips and eat half of it before I find a cart. I get a chicken over rice. I’m starving and eat that on the walk back.
I’m super shitfaced when I get back and throw sour cream and hot sauce into my cart food. Then I also grab the salad that I made for when I’d get back. I go for the itis because I’m drunk. I realize that I need to do something with my half bag of chips, so I throw it in my salad because my train of thought tells me that it’s like croutons. What people do when under the influence… Then again, it didn’t taste too bad.
October 13, 2008
I thought that I have class on Tuesday because I’m silly. It’s a huge relief when I find out that I don’t. Evan wants to hang for a bit, so I go to his dorm and we just hang there for a while. I end up drankin’ more and Stickaming for the night. It’s been quite a marathon to be going on this since Wednesday.
October 16 and on Weekend
Didn’t do much this weekend though Friday’s weird because people hang out at Josh’s, but I don’t find out until 11:30. With at least 30 minutes to get there and people probably ending the night before 2:00, I decide not to go.
For the week though, it’s super rough because I have midterms on Tues/Wed/Thurs. It’s a harsh week doing all that, but I get through it.
October 23, 2008
I think I’m being a smarty pants in my Civil Liberties and bring up all these extra cases and outside information, which could detract from my grade, but I’m not sure.
Evan and I end up going to the liquor store and grab a bottle of Jameson that we’re supposed to work on later tonight. I end up doing that with him until he has a “visitor” that has to end the night for him. I go back, drink a bit more, grab some pizza at some random place really late because I’m too drunk, and then pass out for class tomorrow.
October 24, 2008
I start dranking by 8-9:00. I end up going with Evan to San Loco at 11:00ish. We then go over to the bar near us because people are probably there. They are. Evan leaves pretty quickly because he has other plans and see what will happen to them. He’s expected back at the bar, but he doesn’t end up coming back. I talk most of the time with Kate, who I think I’ve met, but I’m not sure. They’re taking shots, so I also get a Jack for $4. Then I decide to take a house whiskey shot myself for $3. Then the bartender we know makes an extra shot for me when other people order, gratis!
The group decides to leave and I get invited to hang out with them back at the dorm. Boris and Karthik roll a joint and I get fucked on that. Kate and Boris leave. There’s a deal going down or something and I’m too fucked up so I leave.
I see that there’s a McDonald’s. It’s so rough standing on line, while I’m wobbling in place. When you’re so fucked up that standing up, you still sway like a boat in rough waters. I get a #2 and eat both cheeseburgers on the walk back along with half the fries. The Diet Coke is also a savior because my throat is SOO dry from drinking and smoking weed and cigs. It’s fuckin messed up how dry shit is. I’m so fucked up that I get back, finish my fries, and pass out by 4:00ish. I would usually stay up, but I can’t.
October 25, 2008
I try to figure plans for the night, Josh, Tom and CNF go to a movie. I don’t wanna go, but am willing to hang for the night. I end up finding out late that they’re hanging and sorta wanna stay in the city. Evan has plans for the night and Karthik isn’t hanging out. After some drinks, I speak to Miah and Spamps. I then get Pommes Frites, a French fry place that’s only a few blocks away.
I get curry sauce, Pesto mayo, and a mayo/peanut satay/raw onions. I love fries and I love sauces, so it’s good.
October 26, 2008
I sit around on Stickam for the most of the day. There’s nothing much to the do for the night so I have a couple drinks at 8:00ish, which is early, so that’s fine. I only have one class and that’s at 11:00, I’m safe. I decide to continue the foodiness and walk over to the West Village. On the way, I call Atron, who tries to give me a BS intervention. He’s also speaking Danielle, who I guess has been speaking to him a lot.
I find Bleecker Street Pizza and get the two slices suggest by NYCFoodGuy.com
Go check his site, it’s amazing. I get the Nona Maria (like a margarita slice) and Grandma slice.
The Nona Maria is very good, but there’s too much cornstarch and hard crust feeling to it. On the other hand, the Grandma is the best I’ve ever had. Light crust, garlic, perfect amount of sauce. Just amazing. $3.00 a slice, gorge yourself on Grandma.
After finishing that, I realize that Five Guys is right across the street. As the idiot I am because I haven’t eaten since 3:00 PM and it’s almost 12:00 now, I go to Five Guys.
I had a small burger with grilled onions, mayo, and BBQ. I would’ve gotten the grilled mushrooms and other toppings, but they didn’t have. The grilled onions are amazing and I like the sesame bun. It’s weird, but I’m comparing the place to Joe’s Best Burger in Flushing. The patty was mighty weak, weirdly shaped and small. Joe’s is better and this place is a bit overpriced with their burger.
The fries were really good. A nice balance between crispyness and thick potatoeyness. The fries are a really good deal, big portion for the price.
I’m a sucha mess because I finish the burger on the walk back. Then I have the fries. I guess I ate so fast that I didn’t realize what I did to myself. It isn’t even an itis where I would just pass out. It’s fuckin full blown pain from eating so much. What a douchebag I am. I end up passing out despite the pain.
Sunday, 26 October 2008
Sunday, 12 October 2008
Slow Weekend
October 9, 2008
I start a drank rockin at 9:00ish. It turns out that Evan’s with Brian and I meet up with that past 12:00ish or something. He finds out that people are supposed to go to this bar, but he has to donate blood tomorrow morning so we end up going back home.
October 10, 2008
After my class, I need to go on a cig re-up at Duane Reade. I check three places and they’re all out of the Buy 2 Get 1 Parliament deal. So I get a pack of Parliaments and see that Marlboro’s are $3 off. Shit’s expensive in the city with packs at like almost $9. The Marlboro is $4.50! Jeez! And it turns out that it’s menthol… I can’t imagine how black people smoke them, but they taste like minty rectum.
I again get the drank on at night. Evan’s home for the day so I’m not sure what I’m doing tonight. I call Karthik and text Boris, but Karthik says he’ll call me back and doesn’t. I end up deciding to go the bar near me. I’m not sure why I go there myself and I realize that I can’t just walk up to random people and have a conversation with them. Just from my point of view, if I was hanging out with friends, it would be strange and off setting for a stranger to walk up and just start a random conversation.
I end up getting a beer there and stealing their glass. Fuck them. $5 beer is a ripoff and I fuckin’ need a glass and I’m also a klepto.
October 11, 2008
Turns out at night that people are going to Josh’s. Evan was there, but comes back to the city to grab his medication. Him and I head there before 11:00. Scott, CNF, Tom, his friend, and Josh are present.
I have my flask and work on that. We end up going to his roof, which has an amazing view. There’s also a TI, Rihanna, Fat Joe concert rocking. It’s down by the docks and we’re really high (27 stories), but we can still hear the music. That’s sooo cool!
We end up going back in to watch half an episode of Always Sunny, which is one of the best shows on TV. An amazing comedy, please watch it.
CNF and I end up walking back at 1:00ish. I go to the subway stop and he goes home. I get lost about where the subway station is. Instead, I go to the one that is another option and it takes forever to get back. I eventually take the train and I’m really stupid and walk the opposite direction for some reason. I get lost and ask Spamps for some help, catch up with him, and get back home.
I start a drank rockin at 9:00ish. It turns out that Evan’s with Brian and I meet up with that past 12:00ish or something. He finds out that people are supposed to go to this bar, but he has to donate blood tomorrow morning so we end up going back home.
October 10, 2008
After my class, I need to go on a cig re-up at Duane Reade. I check three places and they’re all out of the Buy 2 Get 1 Parliament deal. So I get a pack of Parliaments and see that Marlboro’s are $3 off. Shit’s expensive in the city with packs at like almost $9. The Marlboro is $4.50! Jeez! And it turns out that it’s menthol… I can’t imagine how black people smoke them, but they taste like minty rectum.
I again get the drank on at night. Evan’s home for the day so I’m not sure what I’m doing tonight. I call Karthik and text Boris, but Karthik says he’ll call me back and doesn’t. I end up deciding to go the bar near me. I’m not sure why I go there myself and I realize that I can’t just walk up to random people and have a conversation with them. Just from my point of view, if I was hanging out with friends, it would be strange and off setting for a stranger to walk up and just start a random conversation.
I end up getting a beer there and stealing their glass. Fuck them. $5 beer is a ripoff and I fuckin’ need a glass and I’m also a klepto.
October 11, 2008
Turns out at night that people are going to Josh’s. Evan was there, but comes back to the city to grab his medication. Him and I head there before 11:00. Scott, CNF, Tom, his friend, and Josh are present.
I have my flask and work on that. We end up going to his roof, which has an amazing view. There’s also a TI, Rihanna, Fat Joe concert rocking. It’s down by the docks and we’re really high (27 stories), but we can still hear the music. That’s sooo cool!
We end up going back in to watch half an episode of Always Sunny, which is one of the best shows on TV. An amazing comedy, please watch it.
CNF and I end up walking back at 1:00ish. I go to the subway stop and he goes home. I get lost about where the subway station is. Instead, I go to the one that is another option and it takes forever to get back. I eventually take the train and I’m really stupid and walk the opposite direction for some reason. I get lost and ask Spamps for some help, catch up with him, and get back home.
Sunday, 5 October 2008
GAS!!!
September 30, 2008
It’s a long day of class and my last class ends at 7:35. For my Civil Liberties class, my professor seems to leave out big things about certain cases. I’m also surprised that people support my view on McGowan v. Maryland. It deals with how some guys got fined on selling random shit like a three ring binder on Sunday. Maryland back in the 1960s, they had laws restricting people doing labor and sale of certain goods because they wanted people to be “good ol’ citizens” to rest and stupid shit.
Justice Warren who rights the majority decision feels that the state had legitimate reason to make Sunday “rest day.” He sounds like a fuckin’ octagenarian old timer. I explain that it’s fuckin stupid that have this shit and the fact that Sunday (a Christian day) doesn’t matter. It’s moot. The issue that the state doesn’t have a right to stop people from selling regular shit on a Sunday, just because it’s a good idea to have people “rest.”
Anyway, end of that political rant.
October 2, 2008
After class, I meet up with Evan who gets dinner. We end up watching the VP debate with Brian. I have a few drinks of my vodka while I’m watching it. They both try listening hard, so there’s little discussion during the thing, so it turns out super boring for me since I don’t like either party.
I end up leaving an hour in because I’m drunk, I need get more drunk, and I can’t sit there bored out of my mind. I Stickam with people for the rest of the night and sleep earlier because I have a test at 2:00 the next day.
October 3, 2008
By 8:40, I’m bored, so I start the drank and my two step. I try reaching Evan to do stuff, but he’s watching the new Bill Maher movie. I end up going out to meet up with him and Jonah past 12:00ish because they came back from the movie. We go to a Ramen place where they eat. We walk around for a while and end up sitting around at Evan’s dorm for a bit. I end up leaving at 2:00ish because I’m tired and sleep soon after.
October 4, 2008
I realize that I don’t have much liquor left. I would have to re-up for the night. I go to the Russian liquor store and smoothly get by with buying generic and Georgi plastic bottled vodka. By the time I’m showered and ready to pre-game, it’s past 10ish.
I do my usual drankin’ and Stickamin. Evan is hard to reach and finally at 12ish he says that he’s not sure if he wants to go out. He finally gives me a final decision that he won’t be. I speak to Jonah, but by then it’s 12:30ish and it takes a while for him to get down here since he lives further uptown.
After a while, I decide to go outside for a smoke and call up some people. I end up speaking to Miah for almost three hours, fuckin’ hell. It’s just me talking around, debating random shit, talking about random shit, chain smoking, and I decide that I’m so thirsty from talking/drinking that I need water. However, there aren’t any stores open and I can’t find a cart of some sort for a while.
I end up finding a cart in a skeevy part of Bowery and it’s filled with homeless people and shit. I ask for a chicken gyro, but it turns out there’s only beef on the stick and he randomly gives me that instead. There’s also no anything, just that meat, wrapped by a gyro, and some hot sauce. What was a water trip becomes food and water because I haven’t eaten since 4:00 and I’m starved and drunk.
Then he says “$8.” I’m drunk and confused and pay along. I get Miah back on the phone because I had to deal with the cart. We come to the conclusion that I shouldn’t have paid for that. It’s way too expensive. Gyro should be like $3-4 and a water should be $1. I don’t know where the 80% markup is from, but I guess it’s the only cart open for a distance at this time.
I’m still walking around and I notice the bar across the street from me that Atron couldn’t get into last week. I notice a Q104.3 black van and there are at least 20 around it and they’re all sucking on balloons. Remember that it’s 3:40 now and I’m still on the phone with Miah. It’s seriously one of the strangest things I’ve ever seen and I can’t possibly understand what people are doing.
I try to get one of the balloons, but he says it’s $5. What the hell! I think that it might be helium and people are having fun, but no one around has a high voice or anything. I end up sitting down at a bench and just asking someone what that deal is. He says that it’s nitrous or “laughing gas.” You know, the shit that dentists use.
He says that I should try it and we walk over to get one. Sit back down on the bench and work on it. Only after one puff, I already feel it. It’s like an uplifting lightheadedness. It turns out to be great and it only ends up last 5-10 minutes tops.
The guy that I speak to turns out to be really cool and he grabs my number. I try getting his, but he walks away before I do. Maybe he’ll call about shit to do sometime, that would be cool. However, it’s a bit weird that I see him handling a huge wad of cash after that. Maybe he was involved in the selling of the balloons or something. It’s one of the wads of cash that like bouncers or whoever have, like to take entrance fee and give change.
But really, what is this situation? There’s no way Q104.3 is really doing this illegal shit. So that’s fraud. Then there’s the issue of possession, selling in public, and selling at all and stuff. It’s just crazy that they literally pulled this slick operation off on a lane street in the city.
http://www.cognitiveliberty.org/dll/N20_state_laws.htm
You see where the red truck is? Just imagine the van being right there with people filling up balloons with tanks, 30 people standing around, balloons being sucked and thrown all over the floor at 4:00 AM. Then again, they left soon after cop cars drove by and around.
http://maps.google.com/maps?ie=UTF8&oe=utf-8&client=firefox-a&q=bowery+poetry+club+nyc&fb=1&cid=0,0,675106739067944942&ll=40.725921,-73.992185&spn=0.002045,0.003009&z=18&layer=c&cbll=40.724899,-73.992387&panoid=zccliIljvR41-j5DstiKKg&cbp=1,68.617274896733,,0,4.337264461478547
After this and the van leaves, I finish by little Maker’s Mark 1 shot bottle that I bring along that’s filled with vodka. I end speaking to Miah by 4-5:00ish. I get back, eat the salad that I made before I left, Stickam, and watch The Shield. Start watching The Shield already, it’s tooo good!!
It’s a long day of class and my last class ends at 7:35. For my Civil Liberties class, my professor seems to leave out big things about certain cases. I’m also surprised that people support my view on McGowan v. Maryland. It deals with how some guys got fined on selling random shit like a three ring binder on Sunday. Maryland back in the 1960s, they had laws restricting people doing labor and sale of certain goods because they wanted people to be “good ol’ citizens” to rest and stupid shit.
Justice Warren who rights the majority decision feels that the state had legitimate reason to make Sunday “rest day.” He sounds like a fuckin’ octagenarian old timer. I explain that it’s fuckin stupid that have this shit and the fact that Sunday (a Christian day) doesn’t matter. It’s moot. The issue that the state doesn’t have a right to stop people from selling regular shit on a Sunday, just because it’s a good idea to have people “rest.”
Anyway, end of that political rant.
October 2, 2008
After class, I meet up with Evan who gets dinner. We end up watching the VP debate with Brian. I have a few drinks of my vodka while I’m watching it. They both try listening hard, so there’s little discussion during the thing, so it turns out super boring for me since I don’t like either party.
I end up leaving an hour in because I’m drunk, I need get more drunk, and I can’t sit there bored out of my mind. I Stickam with people for the rest of the night and sleep earlier because I have a test at 2:00 the next day.
October 3, 2008
By 8:40, I’m bored, so I start the drank and my two step. I try reaching Evan to do stuff, but he’s watching the new Bill Maher movie. I end up going out to meet up with him and Jonah past 12:00ish because they came back from the movie. We go to a Ramen place where they eat. We walk around for a while and end up sitting around at Evan’s dorm for a bit. I end up leaving at 2:00ish because I’m tired and sleep soon after.
October 4, 2008
I realize that I don’t have much liquor left. I would have to re-up for the night. I go to the Russian liquor store and smoothly get by with buying generic and Georgi plastic bottled vodka. By the time I’m showered and ready to pre-game, it’s past 10ish.
I do my usual drankin’ and Stickamin. Evan is hard to reach and finally at 12ish he says that he’s not sure if he wants to go out. He finally gives me a final decision that he won’t be. I speak to Jonah, but by then it’s 12:30ish and it takes a while for him to get down here since he lives further uptown.
After a while, I decide to go outside for a smoke and call up some people. I end up speaking to Miah for almost three hours, fuckin’ hell. It’s just me talking around, debating random shit, talking about random shit, chain smoking, and I decide that I’m so thirsty from talking/drinking that I need water. However, there aren’t any stores open and I can’t find a cart of some sort for a while.
I end up finding a cart in a skeevy part of Bowery and it’s filled with homeless people and shit. I ask for a chicken gyro, but it turns out there’s only beef on the stick and he randomly gives me that instead. There’s also no anything, just that meat, wrapped by a gyro, and some hot sauce. What was a water trip becomes food and water because I haven’t eaten since 4:00 and I’m starved and drunk.
Then he says “$8.” I’m drunk and confused and pay along. I get Miah back on the phone because I had to deal with the cart. We come to the conclusion that I shouldn’t have paid for that. It’s way too expensive. Gyro should be like $3-4 and a water should be $1. I don’t know where the 80% markup is from, but I guess it’s the only cart open for a distance at this time.
I’m still walking around and I notice the bar across the street from me that Atron couldn’t get into last week. I notice a Q104.3 black van and there are at least 20 around it and they’re all sucking on balloons. Remember that it’s 3:40 now and I’m still on the phone with Miah. It’s seriously one of the strangest things I’ve ever seen and I can’t possibly understand what people are doing.
I try to get one of the balloons, but he says it’s $5. What the hell! I think that it might be helium and people are having fun, but no one around has a high voice or anything. I end up sitting down at a bench and just asking someone what that deal is. He says that it’s nitrous or “laughing gas.” You know, the shit that dentists use.
He says that I should try it and we walk over to get one. Sit back down on the bench and work on it. Only after one puff, I already feel it. It’s like an uplifting lightheadedness. It turns out to be great and it only ends up last 5-10 minutes tops.
The guy that I speak to turns out to be really cool and he grabs my number. I try getting his, but he walks away before I do. Maybe he’ll call about shit to do sometime, that would be cool. However, it’s a bit weird that I see him handling a huge wad of cash after that. Maybe he was involved in the selling of the balloons or something. It’s one of the wads of cash that like bouncers or whoever have, like to take entrance fee and give change.
But really, what is this situation? There’s no way Q104.3 is really doing this illegal shit. So that’s fraud. Then there’s the issue of possession, selling in public, and selling at all and stuff. It’s just crazy that they literally pulled this slick operation off on a lane street in the city.
http://www.cognitiveliberty.org/dll/N20_state_laws.htm
You see where the red truck is? Just imagine the van being right there with people filling up balloons with tanks, 30 people standing around, balloons being sucked and thrown all over the floor at 4:00 AM. Then again, they left soon after cop cars drove by and around.
http://maps.google.com/maps?ie=UTF8&oe=utf-8&client=firefox-a&q=bowery+poetry+club+nyc&fb=1&cid=0,0,675106739067944942&ll=40.725921,-73.992185&spn=0.002045,0.003009&z=18&layer=c&cbll=40.724899,-73.992387&panoid=zccliIljvR41-j5DstiKKg&cbp=1,68.617274896733,,0,4.337264461478547
After this and the van leaves, I finish by little Maker’s Mark 1 shot bottle that I bring along that’s filled with vodka. I end speaking to Miah by 4-5:00ish. I get back, eat the salad that I made before I left, Stickam, and watch The Shield. Start watching The Shield already, it’s tooo good!!
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