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Sign before crossing the Delaware Memorial Bridge. I guess people like to jump off of it.

I finally got the pictures from Washington posted to my Flickr. Why the delay? The trip, each way, was such a fucking pain in the ass that I wasn’t looking forward to reliving it, lol.

You can view the set of pictures by clicking here.

Ok, I just had a very important conversation with Maria (yeah, I know, been a while since that name came up) and I’ve decided that I need to make some changes and you people need to help me out. My problem is that i bottle up my thoughts and feelings and don’t let people have a clue of what’s going on. Being disconnected like that leaves me feeling all negative and I really have no idea how to talk to people about shit that matters. I need you people to help push me, please. If we’re chilling or talking or whatever and you sense me pulling back, smack me or something. Just force me to be uncomfortable and confront what’s on my mind. I realized today that I’m a huge fucking kid and I’m tired of it. I’m serious. I needed this.

I rarely mention Neowin on here. I guess I just liked keeping this place as separate from there as possible, to avoid any cross site issues, but I need to vent.

I spend a lot of my free time on the site moderating the forums, contributing to discussions (where I can) and posting news. I know I’m not the most charming person to begin with and anytime someone is in a position where they have to tell other people they are breaking the rules and made a mistake, they aren’t going to be making friends. I know this. It’s part of the job. What really pisses me off, though, is these assholes who think that I’m a punching bag. Every time I delete a someone’s post because it was against the rules or was part of a larger piece of crap, I have to get bitched at? Hell, tonigh, while eating my dinner no less, a problem arose and I had to take care of it. I then had to endure 5 minutes of this asshole cursing at me over instant messenger because he’s right, I have something against him, yada yada yada. Shut the fuck up you moron. How about you pull your head out of your ass and stop posting bullshit and maybe I won’t have to delete it.

Fucking jerkoffs, man. Few years ago, I would have gone off on them and probably gotten in trouble with the admins. At least I have the ability to control when i snap, now.

So, this past weekend Joe and I took a trip down to Maryland to see Oriole Park at Camden Yards. This is now the second out of town stadium on our planned stadium tour.

Saturday morning, after grabbing breakfast at the Vegas Diner, we started the long 4+ hour drive down to our hotel in Catonsville, which is just outside of Baltimore. About an hour and a half into the trip, I briefly mentioned how I hoped my MP3 player would die soon so I could use my Best Buy warranty to get a replacement. Literally, as soon as I said it, the damn thing died. This meant we were stuck trying to find local rock stations along the way. For the record, WMMR, in Delaware, is awesome and WIYY, in Maryland, sucks. Someone needs to let WIYY know what actually constitutes “rock” music.

Anyway, we finally got to the hotel and checked in. The room was pretty nice. It was a two star hotel, so one doesn’t expect much going in. The bathroom was a bit tight and my sheets were, well, I didn’t sleep on the sheets, I slept on top of the blankets, but that may have been my paranoia more than anything else. The beds were comfortable and that’s what mattered in the end.

After checking in and realizing we had some time to kill, we decided to go to a nearby theater and catch The Simpsons Movie. It was pretty good and the ticket prices were nuts. We only paid $6.75 for a full ticket. Daaaaaaaaamn. I’m being ripped off in NYC, for sure.

Finally, we headed to Oriole Park. Parking is a disaster there. The lots are spread out over a good ten locations. The lot we parked in, Lot NN, was some little fenced off area in the middle of a city block. If there wasn’t a guy standing in front with an Orioles staff shirt on, I would have never known it was a legit parking lot. After walking 5 blocks, or so, we finally arrived at the park (forgive the poor picture quality). The stadium is beautiful on the exterior and the scenery, especially the warehouse behind right field, really make for a beautiful site. It’s not as amazing as Citizen’s Bank in Philly, but it’s a very nice stadium, nonetheless.

After the game, we headed to Applebee’s, which was only a block away from the hotel. The food was good, but it would have been a lot better if Joe didn’t play on my retarded homophobia and convince me not to get the salad I really wanted. I hate you.

With our stomachs full, we called it a night. There were some crazy thunderstorms over night and they continued into the morning, making for a rather interesting drive home. Before we left Catonsville, though, we stopped for some breakfast at Double T’s Diner. Great decision. The people there were very nice and the food was amazing. My breakfast actually held me for the rest of the day. I snacked on a bagel last night, but otherwise that was all I ate.

All in all, it was a great trip. It felt nice to get away from Brooklyn and just not have any concerns for a day. It’s a freedom that reiterates the growing desire for Joe and I to find an apartment and start our lives away from home. Let’s hope that happens sooner than later.