Tee hee @ ur Xpens lol
I REMEMBERED ONE! If anybody remembers my blog a couple weeks ago that I never continued, I'll just do so here.
So, I'm hanging out with a good friend and the ex, we're walking around being weird etc. long story short my ex starts being a neurotic psychopath so my friend and I decide to adventure out on our own.
We decide to go to Williamsburg (trendy Brooklyn area with many bars), and thusly head to the train station. Outside are a few fire rescue vehicles (not fire trucks mind you, but the SUVs), and we figure it's no big deal. So we get down into the subway station and are having a normal conversation when all of a sudden there's an unbelievably loud explosion aboveground.
AAAHHH!!!!
The entire station shakes, paint chunks fall from the ceiling, and everybody in the station looks around like WHOA So I say to my friend, "Let's get the fuck out of here," and we start to leave just as the train comes, so, split second decision, we get on the train and head to town.
I still have no idea what the explosion was, but when I came back 4 hours later the block was packed with fire trucks and ambulances and everything. Crazy, ESPECIALLY considering the effects I was under at the time of the blast.