I haven't seen her in almost 4 months, but have been in touch with her thru the phone and emails. Today she says she doesn't even want to hear any bullshit, I better be at her house when she gets off from work. Oh, it takes me 3 and a half hours to get to her house upstate, NY...worth the trip though. Been sending me texts all night long while I'm working what she wants to do to me, how can I make her want me so bad, why am I doing this to her. This is strange talk coming from her cause she doesn't talk like this.
I called her at 4am this morning, her first words were are you downstairs? No, still in the city. "Please come and see me", she says. I told her I will be there. I let her go back to sleep. She sends me a text that she loves me, and can't wait til she sees me.
I met her while she still lives in the city, she was moving the next day, so I went all out. I talk shit, yes its true, but I back it up. Afterwards, she gave me the address where she lives upstate, told me to come up there in 2 weeks, don't call, just come. I did, and have been, but work, then lost of a job, threw me all off. I got somewhat depressed, not like me to be without a job. She wants me to quit working and live with her, she says she can support me, and I can open my own computer repair in the basement of her house. I thought about it, but how long will it take that she gets tired of seeing my face I ask myself.
For real though, I can't wait til I see her also.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Wednesday, July 20th
Just a few things beforew I forget about them, they are all worth mentioning. One...
Corner of 8th Ave & 14th Street, Black woman, well to do, good looking, yelling at a driver in his car making a right hand turn while talking on his cell phone. Lady, that's an everyday occurrence in the city, you're the one who is out of place yelling at a car. I laughed and she asked me what I was laughing at and I told her. She said, 'yeah you're right, I did look stupid yelling like that.'
Yesterday, last night a co worker told me something that a lady friend of mine told me a week ago. They both said they are throwing a party for the son's who are just getting out of jail. Am I missing something here? Is being released from jail something to celebrate about now? How come I didn't get the memo. My co worker got upset with me when I shared my views on what he said. I asked was his son going to be on parole, he said yes. I said fuck a party, go job hunting with him and THEN celebrate when he finds a job in under 90 days upon his release from prison. Now that something to celebrate about. AND, to stay in his shit about keeping this job too. Stay deeper in his shit about him seeing is P.O. and be home by 9pm NO MATTER WHAT. Of course that's just me.
Like my first girlfriend we went out to dinner, she beautiful, but there is a problem. We want to see more of each other but our hours are totally opposite one another. Plus her son is staying at her place while she is staying at some one else's place, she says that she doesn't want her son to have a key while she is there. She told me that she is getting her keys back and that she knows that she will have to clean up the place cause he has had people staying in there while she has been gone. She wants things to work out between her and I, its been 4 years since she has been in a relationship.
I understand what she is feeling, but she has to understand one thing too. maybe relationships aren't suppose to what it's suppose to be for certain people. Like me, I want one, but I just don't have the time, I work 57 to 65 hours a week. I don't want to go out, visit friends, family, parties...NOTHING!! I deal with people all day trying to please them. I LOVE my job, but I LOVE MY ME TIME also.
So she tells me she is aiming to please me, I will see. I'm not hard to please, doesn't take much either...a good meal thats all.
Corner of 8th Ave & 14th Street, Black woman, well to do, good looking, yelling at a driver in his car making a right hand turn while talking on his cell phone. Lady, that's an everyday occurrence in the city, you're the one who is out of place yelling at a car. I laughed and she asked me what I was laughing at and I told her. She said, 'yeah you're right, I did look stupid yelling like that.'
Yesterday, last night a co worker told me something that a lady friend of mine told me a week ago. They both said they are throwing a party for the son's who are just getting out of jail. Am I missing something here? Is being released from jail something to celebrate about now? How come I didn't get the memo. My co worker got upset with me when I shared my views on what he said. I asked was his son going to be on parole, he said yes. I said fuck a party, go job hunting with him and THEN celebrate when he finds a job in under 90 days upon his release from prison. Now that something to celebrate about. AND, to stay in his shit about keeping this job too. Stay deeper in his shit about him seeing is P.O. and be home by 9pm NO MATTER WHAT. Of course that's just me.
Like my first girlfriend we went out to dinner, she beautiful, but there is a problem. We want to see more of each other but our hours are totally opposite one another. Plus her son is staying at her place while she is staying at some one else's place, she says that she doesn't want her son to have a key while she is there. She told me that she is getting her keys back and that she knows that she will have to clean up the place cause he has had people staying in there while she has been gone. She wants things to work out between her and I, its been 4 years since she has been in a relationship.
I understand what she is feeling, but she has to understand one thing too. maybe relationships aren't suppose to what it's suppose to be for certain people. Like me, I want one, but I just don't have the time, I work 57 to 65 hours a week. I don't want to go out, visit friends, family, parties...NOTHING!! I deal with people all day trying to please them. I LOVE my job, but I LOVE MY ME TIME also.
So she tells me she is aiming to please me, I will see. I'm not hard to please, doesn't take much either...a good meal thats all.
Friday, July 15, 2011
I Like This Thing Called Dating
Last night, my very first girlfriend took me to dinner at BBQ's, the one located on 72nd street. First time I ever been in BBQ's too. I had my mind set on a burger from jump street. Its a nice place, but I see it as an upscale McDonald's with ample seating.
At first I was nervous cause I didn't know what to talk about. But things just came as natural as anything else I have been doing. She had on glasses and I asked her to remove them. This was the young girl that was my first girlfriend...now grown. I see it in her eyes, the youth of yesteryear, and all the memories came rushing back. I was taken back to those memories, of times where there were no worries. Times of going to school, summer day camps, loose cigarettes for 3 cents. We caught up on family and asking each other questions of where is so and so.
As with any family, we all have problems, especially there were some in mine, but I never knew what her background was, is on her family. Last night she told me and I was surprised. What you don't know when you're young, you never ask cause at that time it was all about fun and good times. Present day, now, know I understand what was what and why people acted in the way that they did.
After dinner, we went by her place of employment since it was right in the area. Was introduced to her co workers..hey I'm the guy that she grew up with as kids. I'm the guy that she has taken out to dinner. I guess they, her coworkers approve of me. From there, it was time to take her home, the train ride. You can't hold a conversation on a NYC train, too noise, and you have to speak louder, and then people will hear your convo, so every now and then I would say something. Something to let her know that I was interested in her. What I really wanted was to hold her in my arms.
Once at her place, she introduced me to her family, I was captivated by the VERY large screen tv in the living room. Nat Geo, a show on hippopotamus was on, it was like there were actually right there in the living room, I watched tv. She wanted to go to the store, we both went and then it was time for me to leave.
I went to kiss her on her cheek, and she turned her lips toward mine. Again, I was taken back to childhood memories, I wanted to make love to her right then and there. I left, for my long train ride back to Queens.
At first I was nervous cause I didn't know what to talk about. But things just came as natural as anything else I have been doing. She had on glasses and I asked her to remove them. This was the young girl that was my first girlfriend...now grown. I see it in her eyes, the youth of yesteryear, and all the memories came rushing back. I was taken back to those memories, of times where there were no worries. Times of going to school, summer day camps, loose cigarettes for 3 cents. We caught up on family and asking each other questions of where is so and so.
As with any family, we all have problems, especially there were some in mine, but I never knew what her background was, is on her family. Last night she told me and I was surprised. What you don't know when you're young, you never ask cause at that time it was all about fun and good times. Present day, now, know I understand what was what and why people acted in the way that they did.
After dinner, we went by her place of employment since it was right in the area. Was introduced to her co workers..hey I'm the guy that she grew up with as kids. I'm the guy that she has taken out to dinner. I guess they, her coworkers approve of me. From there, it was time to take her home, the train ride. You can't hold a conversation on a NYC train, too noise, and you have to speak louder, and then people will hear your convo, so every now and then I would say something. Something to let her know that I was interested in her. What I really wanted was to hold her in my arms.
Once at her place, she introduced me to her family, I was captivated by the VERY large screen tv in the living room. Nat Geo, a show on hippopotamus was on, it was like there were actually right there in the living room, I watched tv. She wanted to go to the store, we both went and then it was time for me to leave.
I went to kiss her on her cheek, and she turned her lips toward mine. Again, I was taken back to childhood memories, I wanted to make love to her right then and there. I left, for my long train ride back to Queens.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
July 13th
Times are surely getting rough, hard and peopel are at their breaking points. At work, one of my co workers, whom I'm sure doesn't have a green card told me that his cousin and brother are coming to work here. He then went on to tell the manager in front of me that with just him and his brother, he can get rid of 3 people. I waited until the manager had left the front and spoke to him about what he said.
I told him that what he said was wrong, and that if his brother comes here to work and I lose my job, I'm calling INS AND ICE. They both are Mexican. I believe that every one has the right to work, but if you are breaking the law...thats a different story. How dare he tell the manager something like that.
Already employers are trying to find ways to cut payroll, but you have the nerve to tell him something like that....Bastard !!
I told him that what he said was wrong, and that if his brother comes here to work and I lose my job, I'm calling INS AND ICE. They both are Mexican. I believe that every one has the right to work, but if you are breaking the law...thats a different story. How dare he tell the manager something like that.
Already employers are trying to find ways to cut payroll, but you have the nerve to tell him something like that....Bastard !!
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Tuesday, July 12
I started a new job right, so, I'm the new guy. Its not I 'know' how to make pizza, cause I don't. But what I do know is that that pizza oven is one hot muthafucker. I have the stripes, burns to prove it. I always wanted to know how to make real pizza, like out of a pizza shop, so know I am getting my chance. I like it so far, but I'm in the phase of just watching which is fine with me. I'm gonna give it another week before I actually put my hands on some dough. People are very strange when it comes to their pizza. 2 pizza makers, one day and one night, both their pies will taste completely different. so my job is to handle the counter, answer the phone, make sandwiches and salads and ring up customers.
The people I work with are beautiful, meaning they are good looking. I'm not talking about the guys, the females. I have already gave one who I have eyes on a nickname, 'Punk Fairy'. She cracked up when she heard this. I told her she is a Fairy who lost her wings last night partying too hard. She can't remember where, or who house she crashed in last night.
So, one of my childhood girlfriends is taking me out to dinner, this week, Thursday. Since all we have been doing is emailing each other, she has stated in her email that I am already hers. She hasn't even met me face to face yet, but she wants me. I told her that I am a slim guy, on the skinny side. She says that I might not want to be with her cause she has put on some weight. I don't care about how you look, it's how you treat me in the long run.
My work days are 10 -12 hours long
The people I work with are beautiful, meaning they are good looking. I'm not talking about the guys, the females. I have already gave one who I have eyes on a nickname, 'Punk Fairy'. She cracked up when she heard this. I told her she is a Fairy who lost her wings last night partying too hard. She can't remember where, or who house she crashed in last night.
So, one of my childhood girlfriends is taking me out to dinner, this week, Thursday. Since all we have been doing is emailing each other, she has stated in her email that I am already hers. She hasn't even met me face to face yet, but she wants me. I told her that I am a slim guy, on the skinny side. She says that I might not want to be with her cause she has put on some weight. I don't care about how you look, it's how you treat me in the long run.
My work days are 10 -12 hours long
Monday, July 11, 2011
A Plast From The Past
When Facebook first came out, I joined. My account just sat there, I did nothing. Fast forward a couple of years, and my family joined. One day I was with them, and they told me was I a part of it, told them yes. I have to watch what I say and what I place on it cause their eyes are watching. Then the strangest thing started happening, old girlfriends from my teenage years, old Army buddies and basically any female who was involved with me, started getting in touch with me. This one young lady, when I was 14 years old, that lived in the floor below me in my apartment build reached out to me earlier this week.
You know how it first starts...'is this the blah, blah blah, from blah, blah, if so contact me'. Well for the last 3 days we have been emailing each other. She is 47 years old, 2 grown kids with grand kids. But what she just came out and said, makes me want to meet up with her. She told me that she has been thinking of me every now and then. Mostly when her relationships start going into the dumps, she wish she could find me. Now she has.
She's in the same field as I am, food service. She wants to do dinner and drinks. I told her, hold on to your money, where I work, I eat and drink for free. The day we are to meet, she was suppose to do a double, but she said, and this is her saying it, she would love to do me instead. I have yet to talk to her on the phone, I'm not a phone person and I told her this, but will call her today at 5:30pm. I'm looking forward to see her.
You know how it first starts...'is this the blah, blah blah, from blah, blah, if so contact me'. Well for the last 3 days we have been emailing each other. She is 47 years old, 2 grown kids with grand kids. But what she just came out and said, makes me want to meet up with her. She told me that she has been thinking of me every now and then. Mostly when her relationships start going into the dumps, she wish she could find me. Now she has.
She's in the same field as I am, food service. She wants to do dinner and drinks. I told her, hold on to your money, where I work, I eat and drink for free. The day we are to meet, she was suppose to do a double, but she said, and this is her saying it, she would love to do me instead. I have yet to talk to her on the phone, I'm not a phone person and I told her this, but will call her today at 5:30pm. I'm looking forward to see her.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Wow, I Didn't Know That....
...there is an Apple Store right next to the place where I work at. I hope my pay is decent, this way I can go right next door and buy me an ipod.
Tryin' to Remmebr Just what Day of The Week Is, IS HARD !!
First off. After a hard 30 days, I have found a job, and this one is dealing with food. meaning... that I do get to take some food home at the end of the night, well MORNING. More about the morning business later.
The Manager that hired me, we played email tag for a couple of days after I replied to his post on Craigslist. He wanted to meet me on the 4th of July, but I wasn't doing that one. I mean I wasn't doing anything, but when some one calls and wants to meet you at the job, they more or less want you to start working right then and there. I had other commitments anyway. So, after one interview that i had scheduled, I went and met him at the job, Gaslight Pizzeria. And I was right, cause right after my interview, he told me to come back later that night to start working.
I heard about the Meatpacking District, and I thought it was opposite South Street Seaport, my bad, I was wrong. This place is a NUTHOUSE at night, but by 5am, everyone is off the streets and home already. Which brings to mind. How are these people partying and drinking to 4, 5 am? Do they have jobs to go to? I think its people visiting from other places, states and countries.
I know nothing about making pizza other than popping it in a microwave oven and hitting a few button...but. But I am willing to learn and they are willing to show me.
I'm tired, went to work last night at2pm, start at 4pm. Got off at 5am and was home by 6am. Took a shower and slept for 3 and a half hours. Going back to Zzzzzzzzz.......
The Manager that hired me, we played email tag for a couple of days after I replied to his post on Craigslist. He wanted to meet me on the 4th of July, but I wasn't doing that one. I mean I wasn't doing anything, but when some one calls and wants to meet you at the job, they more or less want you to start working right then and there. I had other commitments anyway. So, after one interview that i had scheduled, I went and met him at the job, Gaslight Pizzeria. And I was right, cause right after my interview, he told me to come back later that night to start working.
I heard about the Meatpacking District, and I thought it was opposite South Street Seaport, my bad, I was wrong. This place is a NUTHOUSE at night, but by 5am, everyone is off the streets and home already. Which brings to mind. How are these people partying and drinking to 4, 5 am? Do they have jobs to go to? I think its people visiting from other places, states and countries.
I know nothing about making pizza other than popping it in a microwave oven and hitting a few button...but. But I am willing to learn and they are willing to show me.
I'm tired, went to work last night at2pm, start at 4pm. Got off at 5am and was home by 6am. Took a shower and slept for 3 and a half hours. Going back to Zzzzzzzzz.......
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Sunday, July 3rd
Soooo, my brother is having a cook out at his home, upstate, NY. What tripped me out was that he told everyone to bring a plate. Fist of all, you called around saying that you were having the cook out, and now you want people to bring food? Well, little brother, I can't afford to bring any food, but I will sure bring myself.
I just seen some pictures of Amber Rose, of herself naked, sent to Nicki Mi.. well whatever, boyfriend. I have to hand it to her though. She has a tight, smooth hairless body. Nothing that she is ashamed of either. What gets me, its all these females that are talking shit about her. So what, she is what she is no matter what she is. She KNOWS who she is and is comfortable with it so why get your panties all in a bunch over what SHE chooses to do with her OWN body.
As for Bishop Long. The only place that you will hear anything on this guy is online. I read that he settle his case before court hearing for about 25 million dollars to the four guys that he supposedly had sex with. I know I'm not the prettiest flower in the garden, but.. wait, let me rephrase that. I know I'm not all that handsome and shit, but this guy... This is to his wife. You are a stupid bitch, and I don't mean that in a bad way either.
See, you got use to the lifestyle, the props that goes with being the happily married wife of a money earning man of God. The best tables in restaurants..in Atlanta that is. But I don't care what you say. No amount of money could make me look the other way if I were a female and my husband was FUCKING other men. Nope, no way. I would have got out of that marraige a long time ago.
Gonna post some pictures of this cookout later on.
I just seen some pictures of Amber Rose, of herself naked, sent to Nicki Mi.. well whatever, boyfriend. I have to hand it to her though. She has a tight, smooth hairless body. Nothing that she is ashamed of either. What gets me, its all these females that are talking shit about her. So what, she is what she is no matter what she is. She KNOWS who she is and is comfortable with it so why get your panties all in a bunch over what SHE chooses to do with her OWN body.
As for Bishop Long. The only place that you will hear anything on this guy is online. I read that he settle his case before court hearing for about 25 million dollars to the four guys that he supposedly had sex with. I know I'm not the prettiest flower in the garden, but.. wait, let me rephrase that. I know I'm not all that handsome and shit, but this guy... This is to his wife. You are a stupid bitch, and I don't mean that in a bad way either.
See, you got use to the lifestyle, the props that goes with being the happily married wife of a money earning man of God. The best tables in restaurants..in Atlanta that is. But I don't care what you say. No amount of money could make me look the other way if I were a female and my husband was FUCKING other men. Nope, no way. I would have got out of that marraige a long time ago.
Gonna post some pictures of this cookout later on.
Friday, July 1, 2011
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