Alright, so it's gonna be a long story.
I got a call around 5 from Catholic and Trad asking if I was up for going to see
show.
Yeah, we didn't make it. So I'll just make a run through of things for you to know what we experienced.
- Left the directions at Trad's house.
- Got pulled over on the Mass Pike for 'speeding'. Which we seriously weren't. So it was a warning. Nothing bad.
- Got lost and almost went to fucking Pennsylvania.
- Went to a gas station in NYC which later on turned into the event of getting searched and patted down by two cops for "looking suspicious". Fuck Cops.
- Got even more so lost.
- It was like 11:30, and we were like, alright, fuck this. Lets go home.
- Trad decided to take a "short cut" home, making us end up in Southern New Jersey.. 4 hours later.
- FINALLY made it back to Mass 12 HOURS LATER.
And that was my Friday night. I love my friends.