Twitter Vs The Real World

Yes, I use Twitter, I Tweet, or whatever you call it. Could care less
if some one who I follow, follows me back, no for real. Have of the
people that I follow, don't have anything usful to say anyway. What they
mainly do, and its females mainly that I follow, what they do is bash
men.

Of course the females that bash men are young, say between the ages of
22 and 25. I don't know for sure, but I can tell from what they say. Oh,
things like men with some penises, don't know how to give good oral sex,
shit like that. One day I jumped and and said that you wouldn't know
what an orgasim was all about if it slapped you on your ass. That open a
can of worms.

I was then told that they would unfollow me, which they wasn't, and I
told them so. I was then told like they would block me, like who gives a
flying fuck if ONE person out of say, a GAZILLION others who are willing
to accept me and my tweets. I guess that got them to thinking. They
asked me what made me such a profesional at the art of oral sex, told
them I wasn't. And, this was when it went from virtual to real world.

I have to admit it though, she has a crazy ass, and shape all together.
She aid she was tired of being lied to by guys, and cheated on. I told
her we should meet...and we did. In person, she everything a man would
want, but like me and others, we ALL have issues. She suprised me when
she said that now that I've seen her in person, now I want to sleep with
her. Since we were being honest, not only did I want to sleep with her,
I wanted to actually fuck her, big difference, and I explained the
difference.

She said, and asked me did I think she was a whore. I said no, but if
she wants to act like one while in bed with me, it fine, I could play
the role of a pimp. She laughed. I was for real. I asked her what she
wanted right this minute, shesaid money. Oops, wrong answer, what about
being happey, nope money. And here was her problem, its all about money.
She works 3 jobs in order to keep up the front that she got a man taking
calre of her. On Twitter, she bashes men, cause they won't give her what
she wants. Well, have of the men she wanted had girls or wifes already,
another mistake. In her tweets she talks about candle light, cuddleing,
just watching movies at home together. But, she lives at home with her
mother. I told her to stop shopping and start saving for an aprtment on
her own. Another problem, she can't cook, clean, or even shop for
food,.well learn I tell her.

We talked for 5 hours, talked and walked. I walked her home, and she
ntroduced me to her mother. Her mother asked me how old was I, and I
asked her did she want the truth or a lie, she said the truth. Told her
50 next month. Moms then suprised me by saying that I need to school her
about life, men, things. Not what I expected, but moms asked me to stay
for a while, relax, so I started my classes.

Men only want a couple of things, priority one, good sex. 2, good home
cooking, and 3, able to come and go as they please. The only way a woman
would alow all of that is to have her OWN thing going on also. Quite as
kept, its not hard ladies, just do you, when you're not doing him,
understand. Once you have that established, everything from then on is
easy.

What her problem is, was, no still his, she is thinking living on her
own, but still coming home to momma. Its hard to live in 2 worlds. I
asked her didn't she sometimes just wanna take that man home and fuck
his brains out, she said yeah, but mom dukes aint having it. Her words
excatly. We talked aout a lot of things concerning her, then it got to
me, why am I still single. CAUSE I WANT TO BE BITCH !!!, my words
excatly, no for real.

I was getting tired and I wanted to go home. She asked me could ahe come
with me, no. Could I come over after work thenext day, no I said again,
but I will let you know. She asked for my telephone number, and she
received my email address. Email me when you want to. But beofre I left
I told her something.....

Not everything on the internet you're finding out now is true, right?
She emails me 3 tmes a day, inviting home to dinner. All I do is follow
her tweets, and reply when she says something worth replying to.
--michaelchappell

It Feels Like an Alien Crawled Up Inside of Me

I was invited to this health food slash eating right get together. Some
nice people were there, made new contacts. All the food was organic, but
I stuck mainly to the fresh juices made right in front of you. I didn't
know what to get, so I asked the vendor to pick out something. And since
I was going to be there for a couple of hours, I made it an extra large.
This is where the alien part comes in.

This jusice had about 3 different fruits, about 4 veggies, and some
other stuff that's suppose to be good for the body. What this person
didn't tell me was what they were giving me. A WARNING right now, I'm
about to get graphic. WARNING WARNING !!

I ate some breakfast this morning, and went back to sleep. Woke up
again, took a shower, and had some kool aide...and the it happened. I
RAN to the bathroom. It was like a, like water flowing, and it was GREEN
!!! No shit, um, wrong choice of words, true shit...GREEN. And, when I
thought it was ove, nope, it just kept right on coming. So the card, and
material about what this group is about, I emailed them. She answered
right away.

First she said she was sorry, that the vendor should have told me what
he made for me. It didn't help she said that I had an extra large. But
what I had, was doing what it was meant to do...FLUSH my system. Oh it
flushed it alright, and it seems like, you know when your toliet get
stuck and it always running, you have to jiggle the handle. Well that's
me.

They are having another one next month, Aprul, and this woman I emailed
me wants to show up. Secret password...GREEN MONSTER. I guess she wants
to meet me cause I offered to email a picture of what was coming out of
me. No, she said that my email SHOWED a GREAT deal of concern. I guess
yours would too if you had what I had.
--michaelchappell

Facebook, Twitter, Google Wave and Google Voice

Facebook. I remember when it first came out. I signed on, and felt that
I was too old for this socila networking site. Back then, it was mostly
for college kids, and since I never went to an actual college; away for
4 years, I thought I was out of place on this site. So my account went
to sleep so to speak. Then a strange thing happened. Just like all
things on the internet, it it evovled, it morphed into something
completly what it was intended for.

Family is mostly on mine, and some friends. I have an ex GF from 1980,
from South Carolina as a friend, who is talking with the daughter of a
cousin. The daughter's mother, I remember seeing when I was like 17
years old or so. To tell you the truth...hold up. I tried to get in
touch with Moms to see who my cousin's daughter is, and which cousin it
is, cause I can't really place the face to... I just not close with
cousins and uncles, aunts, you know.

But anyway they are chatting away on Facebook. To me FB is like Twitter,
which I use MORE and consantly inputting. Strange word. Oh, there are
people following me and stuff. But I like to follow what others are
saying, and give my feedback. Also it inspires me to say something of my
own on that level too. Only FB, my family has access to read what I say,
so its guarded. I haven't given out my Twitter account yet, and probably
won't, but if they ask, I will. Google Voice.

Google Voice so far is cool. I haven't used it to its fulliest yet,
because its a telephone number. I have 2 numbers already on how people
can contact me and giving up that number would confuse them. But
reaally, how many phone numbers does a person really need? My blog.

Yeah, I have a blog and certain people read what I say. I have one male
and a female overseas who are following every word I type. They told me
I should seek help. But my blog allows me to release some steam. Or,
just to say what's on my mind. Some times, like now, I forget to make
entries. But that's okay, I make them when I remember. Goota go.
--michaelchappell

So Lately I've Been....

...thinking some things over. Nothing in general, just some things.
Things like...I've been way too tired lately. I mean I try and get
enough sleep, but this little boy doesn't sleep at night and he runs his
little truck across my door til 2am.

I told his mother that he can't be doing this, but she..., it falls on
deaf ears. Parent are numb to the noise that their little ones make,
they are use to it. But, that would be ok if you were living in an
apartment by yourself with your child. BUt if you're sharing a
apartment, that's a different story. This kid just screams for no reason
at all. Then what does she do, she goes out and buys him toys that make
noise, battery operated toys with noise. So I'm in the process of
looking for another place to live, I can't take this much longer.
--michaelchappell

I am not feeling all that well right now
--michaelchappell

Now I Know Why

Last summer she had came into the deli, wanting to order a 3 foot hero,
but didn't want to pay 37 dollars for it. Wanted me to give her a
discount too. I would have gave it to her, because of 2 reasons. One,
she was young, about 25, 30 years old, and she was cute. 2, she also had
a cute friend with her.

But where she messed up at was getting on the deli managers case, all
along munching on a bag of paotato chips, while she was high. She had
this quality about her. Told me she could get me some work out at the
Hamptons. Been there and done that already. I guess it was her first
summer being out there. Fast forward to last night now.

Still cute as ever, but this time I know she has a little 7 year old
girl, and I think she is married. She comes in now only on sundays. Last
night she came in and she asked me what I was listening to on my ipod. I
told her Marilyn Manson's A Great Big White World. She liights into MM,
he's this and that. I asked her did she like Michael Jackson, she said
she LOVES MJ. Well I don't love MM, but he's an entertainer like MJ, and
he does some great work too. Then she goes into,'these are the end of
days' routine.

WTF !!?? Ok, I know at any given moment you can have a spiritual new
beginning, I know that this can happen at anytime. But what gives with
this end of days shit. That Pastor must I breathed some fire and
brimstone into the congregation yesterday, collections and tides must
have been very low. O say this because she comes out preaching this
madness.

I mean, believe in what you believe in. Have your own opinion, but make
it that, you own opinion. I mean she is still cute and all, but....
--michaelchappell