It is difficult for me to convey in conceivable and communicable words...my disbelief and hatred and concern over these events.

This is personal, man, personal.

 

 

 

September 11, 2001

 

 

9-11-2001.

 

9 1 1.

 

 

Two of the reasons why I loved NYC so much are gone now.

Pissed off....Pissed off.

I finally got thru a late registration process yesterday, and this would be my first day of my 4th college year.

I skipped breakfast to get in early. At 9:00AM.

We watched an old Pixar flick to figure out the progression of computer graphics used for storytelling...some old dude playing chess against himself.

I was hungry.

I excused myself from class, taking a look out the 6th floor window at my NYIT building. The streets were peculiarly cramped for this time of past 10AM.

Impatient with the elevators, I skittered down the stairs into the crowd of students, absorbing cigarettes, talking amongst themselves...i went to the lounge downstairs and into the next building to get a snack.

i noticed on my way ou t the busy 59th street broadway scene....

at the lounge, after flashing my ID I saw a crowd of students watched attentitively the suspended television.....

and the rest is the new history. i saw neither of the incidents as they occured, but got bits and pieces from the onlookers.

i, of all people was the one to burst into the room with a pack of m&ms, announcing..

"Weeeee've got a problem...one of the twin towers went down because of some terrorist attack or something, and I heard that classes are cancelled.......you might want to get confirmation on that."

school cleared out....

I bought some postcards of Old New York...

 

 

 

eventually, I made a journey from 42nd street in Manhattan, up to 150th in the bronx, where I cought a cab fresh outta the car wash to home @ 4:11PM, est

Here're some digital cam pics I took from one of the windows at home.

 

TV shot.

 

To those who've expressed their concerns in the bunch of unattended e-mails in my box as well as the IMs, thank you, I'm alright.

direct instead your concerns to those directly and indirectly affected by this and the other 3 absolutely terrible and historic events

My condolences are especially with the family of and the man himself, Garret Rudkin, head of PlanetCastleVania, whose sister worked around that area. According to indirect word from Garrett himself, she is alright.

I'll elaborate on this at a later time. Peace.

 

Netscape Now? Internet Explorer when? CastleVania FOREVER!


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