Weekend
Saturday afternoon, the roomie, George, and I headed back to Newtown, Pennsylvania. We organized the furniture and things that we wanted to bring back to Brooklyn. By 7 pm, we were all hungry so after much deliberation, we settled on Chick-fil-a. Its one of the few fast food restaurants that I really like and would get cravings for while I lived in Los Angeles (there was only one Chick-fil-a that I knew about and it was in some random mall quite a drive away). In any case, it was George’s first time going and unfortunately the Newtown Chick-fil-a did not live up to normal standards. . the chicken was not crunchy enough, they messed up our orders, and the fries did not have their typical crispiness.
After dinner, we got ready for a hip-hop party being thrown by a co-worker of the roomie’s sister. The scene was like a big frat party except we were in a bar and everyone was of legal age. We stayed for an hour or so and made our way to another party a short distance away. That party was being held in a very, dimly lit club. The music was better and I got to dance a bit. Around 2:30 a.m. the lights came on and the DJ started playing some really cheesy song to get everyone to leave. Somehow we decided to go get a slice of pizza.
I guess in Philly, there are only two late-hour pizza joints. We waited for nearly an hour before we got our slices and spent probably 2 minutes eating it. . Exhausted, we all went back to the roomie’s sister’s apartment and crashed.
Four hours later, we woke up and went to the U-Haul to pick up the moving truck. The truck only had two seats in the front so George and I had to share a seat the whole day. Next, we drove back to Newtown and loaded the car with furniture. After a three hour drive, we were back in Brooklyn. We went to George’s and picked up a chaise then to El Taco Loco II for a late lunch. By 3:45 p.m. we were unloading the truck and carrying furniture up four flights of stairs. The move didn’t take so long but we were all exhausted, in need of showers, and a warm meal.
But it's done. . . and all the effort was worth it to have a more homey apartment.
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