Before I start off, i'd like to congratulate the Virgin store for having a spectacular waiting
experience. They really took care of us throughout the day, with free drinks and constant
updates as to how the queue would go. They also had security on hand to make sure no
one would end up getting mugged, shot, or raped whilst in line, when other stores would
normally just give us pre-emptive buttplugs and tell us to get off their lawns.

I got there at 10.30 A.M , after grudging through hordes of "normal" people who looked at
me funny for walking around with a lawn chair and a backpack. I came early expecting to
be pretty much the only sap there and to my surprise, I ran into another horde of that
same species, only with more acne and inexplicable funk. While I figured i'd be there by
my lonesome, I actually run into a bunch of cool people, and the best part was that they
weren't even the Sony Fanbots i've come to known to exist, so we laughed and reminisced
about games, and tricked random people who stopped to ask us what we were doing into
believeing we were waiting in line for either:


A) Hannah Montana on Ice tickets
B) Cher tickets
C) Rick Astley....on Ice tickets
D) American Idol Auditions (with some rather convincing, though off-key singing)


I think i'm going to stop typing words on the internet now because as we all know, letters
that form into comprehensible combinations are for fanny bandits and sailors. That plus I
spent 14 hours on a Manhatten city sidewalk, meaning I need to start breaking a few
piggie banks to afford my tetanus, syphillis, and colon cancer treatment tomorrow