You know what sucks? Six hour flight.
You know what else sucks? You go to great effort to get some tickets to see an awesome broadway show with your sweetest on your anniversary, and fucking Ticketmaster sells you two seats that AREN'T NEXT TO EACH OTHER. Oh, they're going to hear it. Our tickets for Hairspray (which kicked so much ass, by the way) were in different rows... one in front of the other. Ass. I hate them.
We saw little rats in the subway. They were smaller than the ones we caught in our attic. You hear that, people? The rats in our attic are LARGER than ones typically found in the NEW YORK SUBWAY. If that ain't freaky, I don't know what is.
Dudes, I could tell you all about the awesomeness and the not-as-awesome-ness of the trip, but that'd take forever. I could post a bunch of pictures, but I didn't really take a whole lot. I could make up a cool story about how we saved some guy who was getting mugged in Central Park, but I just don't have the energy. So instead, I'll just tell you that the trip ruled, Susie ruled, and coming home and sleeping in our own bed freakin' RULED.
In other news, I got me a new laptop. The Dell Inspiron 5100, for anyone who's interested. I upgraded the RAM and added an internal wireless network card, which is having some problems. Other than that, the machine is awesome, once I got all the crappy software Dell installed on it off. I'm gonna try using it to record band stuff and DJ stuff soon and hopefully it'll perform better than the last laptop. One thing, though... it's heavy. Not quite as heavy as the last one, but still quite a beast. Glad I don't have to lug it around all day.
Ok... back to work with me.