The Tale of Mt. Misery...

December 30th
Hung out with JoMo and Dan...
We hit the usual spots...pool hall, Wendy's...
Later that night I met another Julian...yeah, he's a real work of art and he gets the job done...

FischerSpooner is great music...puts you in a trance-like state as your mind drifts off into space, that is, until you hear your cellphone ring...
Kenny called, they're all at the dorm for New Year's...his cousin Mark, Allie, Erin, Ryan, and Mr. Ball...
Hilarious 3 minute voicemail...drunk dialing, once again, Erin said something that I shouldn't really repeat here...but since it's on a voicemail I can blackmail her later, or take her up on the offer... ;)

Later we were joined by Mike, Nunes [who I haven't seen in a while and just came back from Trinidad], and Raul...
And we decided to go to "Mount Misery" in Farmingdale...
Lots of stories about that place...
People hung there during the civil war?
Serial killer that murdered people there at a day camp?
Who really knows?
We went there around 1:30am...
The road is extremely narrow...dark...trees on both sides...freaky...reminded me of the wooded part of New Jersey where my uncle lives...
Loud reggae/island music blaring in the background...
We eventually reached a dead end...and Nunes, Joe, Dan, and me hike up the trail...the ground was covered with a semi-frozen mishmash of mud, leaves, ice, and dirt...we turned around when the road split into three different paths...
Honestly, I'd be scared to be there by myself...it's so isolated and creepy...
On our way out we tried the "bridge trick"...out by the entrance there's a bridge...if you turn off your headlights...then turn on your emergency lights...then put the car into neutral...the car should then start to move towards Mount Misery...we tried it out...and we definitely felt the car move BACKWARDS about 3 inches...weird...someone or something obviously didn't want us there...

Got back home around 2:45...my mom gave me an attitude...
I hate it...I come home and suddenly these old rules are forced upon me...
Why must old rules still apply?

I have to get up in a few hours, gotta head into the city in the morning to meet up with some people for New Year's...can't wait to see my roommates again...

"Hello it's late
I know we tried to win the game
Did you hear about it?
Did you dream about it?"
Stone Temple Pilots, "Hello It's Late"