Okay so last night,
I traveled through the rain and heat and mystery of Queens and Manhatten to see this beautiful blue haired Britt.
Oh my god, the poor boy had laryngitis and couldn’t remember half of his songs and I was just like ohmygodmypoorbby.
So I gave him the cake and cough drops we brought him, and he looked generally amused, but when he was leaving, it didn’t look as though he had either with him. ]:
But then afterward, my friend Melissa and I met these two fantastic whovian/tumbladorian/nerdfighter sisters (Molly & Megan), and let me tell you the night only got more awesome from there.
We ended up in Washington Square listening to a guy play Dylan and frolicking in a fountain.
We eventually parted ways, and Melissa and I headed home.
When we arrived at our train station, Melissa realized that there was a construction site next to it… and this pretty much is how the conversation went.
Her: Look! It’s the TARDIS!
Me: … That’s a Port O Potty
Her: yeah…but still…it’s blue…..
Me: Do you want to take pictures with it?
Her: YES.
And so I give you,
Liana Vulaj as: The Port o Doctor.
aka:
Melissa and Liana were slightly delirious from an overdose of awesome so they stood next to a shit receptacle for 15 minutes.
So yeah, that (plus a couple hours getting lost, half an hour eating a really big burrito, and 10 minutes getting screamed at in french by a stranger on a subway)was my July 13th.
I liked it.
“Incase you are someone that HATES VIDEO GAMES.”
Does Alex’s Harry Moon t-shirt scare anyone else?
SERIOUSLY, IT WILL GIVE ME NIGHTMARES.
Summary of my day in Astoria:
- It’s too hot, It’s too hot in this town.
- My will to live is melting and that’s what’s got me down.
- It’s too hot, and my state is on fire.
- I’m an endothermic organism and that’s why I perspire.
- It’s too hot.
I actually sang this in public.
The people here don’t even know what endothermic means.
Or even melting for that matter.
- Tagged
- Nerdfighters
- Hank Green
