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“A story among stories…”

So last night Kay and I ventured up to New York City to go and visit 1985 and Dara. Kay drove, this was also my first time in a car with her, and I must say she is my identical twin of driving. Well rolled into New York and parked. 1985 and Dara were at some type of show thing so we had some time to kill. We walked around and settled on going into the Grand Saloon for a snack and some beer. While here we snacked on Fried Kalimari and beer. Everything was super tasty. Later on we get a call from 1985. He says he’s walking back to meet us and that he was on 14th street. Kay and I decide to leave and go and meet him halfway. So we walk for about 10 minutes and then we realize that WE HAD BEEN WALKING IN THE WRONG DIRECTION! We ended up on 31st from 23rd. We should have been on 14th. After meeting up with Chris and Dara we hit up a diner and then we went to a bar called “Trailer Park”. It was this very tacky trailer trash place. It was super cool and we had just missed the Elvis impersonators. We had a few drinks there and we left. We were walking back to Chris’ when I see Chris say “whats up?” to this guy. The guy looked real familiar. Turns out it was BAM MARGERA. I then of course turn around and yell, “BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!” and then 30 seconds later, “I HAVE YOUR SHOES!” which I just happened to be wearing that night. We headed back to Chris’ room where we watched his Aquarium DVD which was just as amazing as his Fireplace DVD. We were all tired and it was near 4 AM so we packed it in…

Kay and I had to leave early because she had to pick up her boss and his daugther from a cruise ship in NYC. Upon arriving at the ship terminal we found out that we had an hour before they got off the ship so we went and got breakfast. What I would have given for a different t-shirt. I was freaking stuck wearing my Bam t-shirt and my Bam shoes and my black volcom hat. I felt like a fuckin 8 year old boy. DAMN ME AND MY LACK OF PLANNING! ARGH! Anyway we got them drove back and discussed Big Bird Record players and things of that sort…

After all of that and 4 hours of sleep I had to go to Trenton to meet Comcast so they could install our digital cable and so I could move my furniture in. Well Comcast was supposed to be there between 3 and 5 they didn’t show till 5:30. On top of that the freakin bed frame I spent 4 hours trying to buy was for a twin not a full bed EVEN THOUGH THE FREAKIN SLEEP PEOPLE SWORE IT WOULD FIT A FULL SIZED BED! So I had to drive to freakin Mercerville to not get raped by the price of a bed frame and shit. They guy who was workin there was a cool cat. I was rockin’ my “LISTEN TO CKY” shirt and he’s like whats CKY? I’m like A BAND. He’s like whats it stand for? I’m like CAMP KILL YOURSELF. Then he goes, “Don’t all camps make you feel that way?” It was great we had a good laugh over that. He also informed me that my mattress and box spring from 1960 something is still made today. Except it goes for $1,300. Apparently the mattress I sleep on is like reguarded in mattress history as one of the top mattresses. Tim was amazed at the fact that I actually had one. Then I went back to my Trenton home. Assembeled my bed, entertainment center, positioned my furniture, and put up my rope lights. Then it was time to put my posters up. ONLY THE FUCKING TAPE WOULDN’T STICK TO MY WALLS! ARGH!!!!!!!!! It was then 11:15. I had spent close to 9 hours allready there. I decided it was time to go. I had to clean the room up. Then pack up the old TWIN bed frame in the box. Except it wouldn’t fit in the box. So I got all aggrivated. Then I took out the garbage and got the back of my calf sliced open because of a stray piece of metal. Then I put everyting in my car, locked up, and sat in my car ONLY TO GET HIT IN THE BACK OF THE ELBOW BY THE DAMN BED FRAME! I needed to calm down. Only one thing could do that and her name is Wendy…She fed me a Spicy Chicken Sandwhich, Bacon Mushroom Melt, Biggie Fries, and Biggie Iced Tea. Also for the first time this summer there was ice left over in the cup. It calmed me down for the ride home…

I drove home to my house in Toms River. I was beat. I was tired. I was cranky. I was bleeding. I was full. I had Swamp Ass. I climed the stairs to go to my room and crash on my bed but OH WAIT I FORGOT I DON’T HAVE A BED IN MY ROOM ANYMORE! So I sat at my computer for a bit and caught up on e-mails and such and THEN my 2nd hard drive died. I had had enough for one day. I put my pajamas on and slept in my sister’s bed . (Don’t worry my sister wasn’t home because shes away with my parents) I was OH SO LOOKING foward to the morning because I had work…Nothing could possibly get worse then this…

So I get to work today only to find out…THATWe got hit by two major viri, the network was completely shut down, AND we had to MANUALLY manufacture 900 CDS with LABELS BY HAND to combat this problem…

When it rains it pours…

By my calculations next time you hear from me it’ll probabily be from my house in Trenton. So…

Till next time…”We’re caught in a trap I can’t walk out…”