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Where to begin... where to begin?
I am a ghost.
Not just in these parts, but life in general.
After I came back from my cousin's wedding last month, the girl I mentioned that I met at the dog park and I have been pretty serious. We had our first date on July 4th at Canobie Lake Park. We saw the fireworks together and rode rides that made my stomache churn. It was great
So on the week of the 4th, Nikki (the girl) had a week's worth of vacation. We went to the beach, had dinners, met her friends/family and this girl even helped me clean my ENTIRE animal room. This girl deserves a prize! All of the years I have been dating and all the girls I dated, I never had a girl full-on help me with my pets and that means so much too me. I am happy.
Skip forward to the weekend of July 13. Got up at ass-crack of dawn Sat. morning and drove to Cape Cod and picked up my friend Henrick on the way down. We took the ferry from Hyannis to Nantucket and my feets were on the sandy beach by 10 a.m. My TATTOO artist and I surfed for 4 hours. It was tit!
Sunday at the lobster bake I ate 2 huge lobstahs and I
3 times a few hours later. Came home late Sunday night and went to normal day-to-day life.
But...
Last Wed. Hurricane Bertha gave me lots of love! She sent waves my way and I surfed for another 4 hours! Nikki met me at the beach, bought me mucho good Chinese food and I went to sleep long time.
Last Saturday night I went to my first Boston Derby Bout and the lovely Miss Puma from Burlington, VT's derby team crashed at my house I almost killed us driving back
On Monday, Bertha's effects were still active and allowed Justin and I to surf another 3.5 hours in NH's coast.
Friday I get 2 sugar gilder for free!
Tonight I drink beer!
Tonight I finish building the wallio.
Customers are already contacting me to book shows for my business!
Saturday I spend the day at Rock the Bells!!!
I am a ghost. But not just in these parts...
Here is Nantucketness
These seagulls do not like us when we invade their island.
I should get my gas here:
Everyone loves a
I am a ghost.
Not just in these parts, but life in general.
After I came back from my cousin's wedding last month, the girl I mentioned that I met at the dog park and I have been pretty serious. We had our first date on July 4th at Canobie Lake Park. We saw the fireworks together and rode rides that made my stomache churn. It was great
So on the week of the 4th, Nikki (the girl) had a week's worth of vacation. We went to the beach, had dinners, met her friends/family and this girl even helped me clean my ENTIRE animal room. This girl deserves a prize! All of the years I have been dating and all the girls I dated, I never had a girl full-on help me with my pets and that means so much too me. I am happy.
Skip forward to the weekend of July 13. Got up at ass-crack of dawn Sat. morning and drove to Cape Cod and picked up my friend Henrick on the way down. We took the ferry from Hyannis to Nantucket and my feets were on the sandy beach by 10 a.m. My TATTOO artist and I surfed for 4 hours. It was tit!
Sunday at the lobster bake I ate 2 huge lobstahs and I
3 times a few hours later. Came home late Sunday night and went to normal day-to-day life.But...
Last Wed. Hurricane Bertha gave me lots of love! She sent waves my way and I surfed for another 4 hours! Nikki met me at the beach, bought me mucho good Chinese food and I went to sleep long time.
Last Saturday night I went to my first Boston Derby Bout and the lovely Miss Puma from Burlington, VT's derby team crashed at my house
I almost killed us driving backOn Monday, Bertha's effects were still active and allowed Justin and I to surf another 3.5 hours in NH's coast.
Friday I get 2 sugar gilder for free!
Tonight I drink beer!
Tonight I finish building the wallio.
Customers are already contacting me to book shows for my business!
Saturday I spend the day at Rock the Bells!!!
I am a ghost. But not just in these parts...
Here is Nantucketness
These seagulls do not like us when we invade their island.
I should get my gas here:
Everyone loves a
It's about that time.
I have been getting elbowed recently.
I was about to trade animals... I have a lizard worth $700 retail and $400 wholesale. I was going to trade him out with a retailer who has alot of animals I want for my business. Because this is the slow season for animal selling, he was going to take my lizard on consignment and when he sells him I would then receive my animals in trade.
So, he puts my lizard up on-line to sell for $1,000 o.b.o. before I even send him the lizard. The ad was shitty, had typos and that got-me-a-thinkin'.
If he sold the lizard even for $800 and I told him I wanted $400 in trade value he would walk away with alot of extra money.
Yea... I backed out of the deal because he wouldn't agree to send me the animals in trade when he would receive my lizard.
So... back to the drawing board.
This past weekend in VT for my cousin's wedding was really nice. I got away from work and didn't think once about my day to day bullshit I deal with. I ate some tasty food, drank much, saw almost my entire family together for the first time in many years, met my cousin's new family (which had all these leggy, nordic, ultra blonde hot tattooed girls), can officially call my cousin's husband "family", had their roller derby friend take me home saturday night and had the best sex I think I've had in many years.
I almost killed my mom Friday night/Sat. morning prepping for the trip... she was trying to get her shit done and I had about 30 pets to clean, water and feed before I left for 2 days. But, by the end of the weekend I spent some positive time with my mom and took her out to dinner yesterday because she up fronted my hotel room and also paid alot out in gas money.
This blog is getting boring for most of you Im' sure because it does not have pretty pictures like it usually does. For some reason when I blog personal shit, no one really leaves comments.
Well, this sheds some blood and feeling so leave some comments!
And, yes... there will be pictures!
Red Bull art: this is some pretty cool shit.
you need to watch the windows when you take pictures
I have been getting elbowed recently.
I was about to trade animals... I have a lizard worth $700 retail and $400 wholesale. I was going to trade him out with a retailer who has alot of animals I want for my business. Because this is the slow season for animal selling, he was going to take my lizard on consignment and when he sells him I would then receive my animals in trade.
So, he puts my lizard up on-line to sell for $1,000 o.b.o. before I even send him the lizard. The ad was shitty, had typos and that got-me-a-thinkin'.
If he sold the lizard even for $800 and I told him I wanted $400 in trade value he would walk away with alot of extra money.
Yea... I backed out of the deal because he wouldn't agree to send me the animals in trade when he would receive my lizard.
So... back to the drawing board.
This past weekend in VT for my cousin's wedding was really nice. I got away from work and didn't think once about my day to day bullshit I deal with. I ate some tasty food, drank much, saw almost my entire family together for the first time in many years, met my cousin's new family (which had all these leggy, nordic, ultra blonde hot tattooed girls), can officially call my cousin's husband "family", had their roller derby friend take me home saturday night and had the best sex I think I've had in many years.
I almost killed my mom Friday night/Sat. morning prepping for the trip... she was trying to get her shit done and I had about 30 pets to clean, water and feed before I left for 2 days. But, by the end of the weekend I spent some positive time with my mom and took her out to dinner yesterday because she up fronted my hotel room and also paid alot out in gas money.
This blog is getting boring for most of you Im' sure because it does not have pretty pictures like it usually does. For some reason when I blog personal shit, no one really leaves comments.
Well, this sheds some blood and feeling so leave some comments!
And, yes... there will be pictures!
Red Bull art: this is some pretty cool shit.
you need to watch the windows when you take pictures
Well... things are 50/50, neutral, semi-transparent and both good and bad.
Remember my lizard that started the fire in my animal room? Well, "Icky's" tail ended up infected this past weekend and I just dropped him off at the vet. It's going to cost me about $200 for his tail amputation, anti-biotics and his visit today. I care about him, so that doesn't bother me but...
I have only $2,000 left in my savings. I have better health insurance than when I resided in MA. The way my new plan works is that I pay the first $1,000 and then my insurance provider covers the rest after the initial amount is paid. The pro is that I'm not sick alot and I may not even end up paying $1,000. So, in theory, I save money. However, that $1,000 needs to be in my bank account for WHEN I get sick so I can pay the initial amount.
I'm STILL waiting on my mom's friend to come and look at my basement as to whether it will be cheaper to just dry wall my existing room, get an electrician to add plugs and install a heating grate... or, if I should just build a wall in the main basement because there is already a heating unit in the room??? Either way I will be spending money...
I hate being in limbo.
So, I'm still about $3,000 in credit card debt. I really don't know how I'm going to pull off paying my personal debt, start my business with no personal debt, have money in case my animals need medical treatment, pay $300 for my vet to inspect ALL my pets for certification to proceed with my USDA license and I'm to the point at work that it is so miserable I really don't want to be there any longer than I have to be.
Beside the money worries are my worries about WHEN I depart my current employer. I need to somehow manage to get a job that works evenings, allows weekends off, allows me to be free to book shows for my business during the mornings to afternoon and all the while make enough money to pay my monthly bills and care of my pets. I'm dumbfounded but optimistic
Here are some videos to music I like. ENJOY!
When I buy my first Corvette this is what I will play in the car at Mid-night and pull up to some LOSER thugs in their Civic tuner
This is the song that I will make love to a Spanish mistress in said Corvette later that night...
When I drive to the beach with my Corvette this is what I will bump.
When I return from surfing in Nantucket in a few weeks this is what I will cruise home to.
that is all.
Remember my lizard that started the fire in my animal room? Well, "Icky's" tail ended up infected this past weekend and I just dropped him off at the vet. It's going to cost me about $200 for his tail amputation, anti-biotics and his visit today. I care about him, so that doesn't bother me but...
I have only $2,000 left in my savings. I have better health insurance than when I resided in MA. The way my new plan works is that I pay the first $1,000 and then my insurance provider covers the rest after the initial amount is paid. The pro is that I'm not sick alot and I may not even end up paying $1,000. So, in theory, I save money. However, that $1,000 needs to be in my bank account for WHEN I get sick so I can pay the initial amount.
I'm STILL waiting on my mom's friend to come and look at my basement as to whether it will be cheaper to just dry wall my existing room, get an electrician to add plugs and install a heating grate... or, if I should just build a wall in the main basement because there is already a heating unit in the room??? Either way I will be spending money...
I hate being in limbo.
So, I'm still about $3,000 in credit card debt. I really don't know how I'm going to pull off paying my personal debt, start my business with no personal debt, have money in case my animals need medical treatment, pay $300 for my vet to inspect ALL my pets for certification to proceed with my USDA license and I'm to the point at work that it is so miserable I really don't want to be there any longer than I have to be.
Beside the money worries are my worries about WHEN I depart my current employer. I need to somehow manage to get a job that works evenings, allows weekends off, allows me to be free to book shows for my business during the mornings to afternoon and all the while make enough money to pay my monthly bills and care of my pets. I'm dumbfounded but optimistic
Here are some videos to music I like. ENJOY!
When I buy my first Corvette this is what I will play in the car at Mid-night and pull up to some LOSER thugs in their Civic tuner
This is the song that I will make love to a Spanish mistress in said Corvette later that night...
When I drive to the beach with my Corvette this is what I will bump.
When I return from surfing in Nantucket in a few weeks this is what I will cruise home to.
that is all.
I highly, highly recommend that you watch ALL the episodes.
So, I'm pretty beat. I don't have time for ANYTHING yet I find myself BORED all the time. Let me explain: I go to work and do my stuff and then come home usually around 5/6 p.m. When I arrive home I have animals that need to be cleaned, feed, watered and/or random shit around the house (yard work, my room, the basement, recycles, trash organization).
I have been sitting in this chair for some 4 hours now because I'm too tired to get up and do animal care. I'm too tired to clean. I'm too tired go out and have a drink with the buds... I'm trying to save money. I'm NO way lazy because I have the day off tomorrow and I will be up at 7:30 tomorrow taking care of all my responsibilities. I guess what I'm saying is I want someone for a back rub, a cooked meal, a blowjob and to watch Star Wars with.
Yea... I'm picky aren't I?
Oh, look! It's a bird and a tattoo. What are the odds?!?!?
I spent the last 2 nights taking the pig-bear-dog-fluff to the local dog park. What a cool fucking place! They have a HUGE fenced in running area of sand complete with benches, shade spots and a cabana. "Remy" went ape shit last night and when I let him thru the gate he jumped onto some random woman's lap and pissed on her legs. Thank GOD she was wearing jeans...
I ended up talking to this drop dead gorgeous girl and I hope her dog plays with my dog soon
Here is "Remy" tired from 2 hours of running and playing TAG!
Tomorrow night is the opening party for Witch City Tattoo in historic Salem, MA. I'm going but I can't blitz it because I have to work with kids on Saturday morning. It shall be fun nevertheless. I have a date Saturday to see Zohan and I want this damn pollen to go away so I can enjoy this Summer already!
When I win my first Million this is the first thing I shall do.
As gay as this sounds... I feel like, right now, in my life I can relate best to Anakin Skywalker. Anakin changing and dealing with his personal demons alongside with his "destiny" as being the one to bring order to the chaos in the universe. Although I don't see myself turning to the "dark side". EVERY day at work is a test of my wits, patience, knowledge, determination, priorities and self-reliance. That feeling rides a roller coaster that goes up and down like night and day.
Ode to me.
* the upside: Yesterday I got a $150 tip at my first birthday party from a multi-million dollar family. One thing I have learned is that people with money have more to lose and that is why they seem to be "cheap" and cop out with being good tippers and/or showing appreciation for a good deed done. Over the years I have managed to work for high income families and have them treat me with respect because of the way I present myself. My boss cares about nothing more than making more money and his answer to everything is "yes" everyone to death. After you "yes" someone to death, especially if they have been raised in an environment with above average education, the people you are answering to get bored, pay their dues and expect you to leave. I'm showered with appreciation, handed money and asked to come back.
On my second show I worked for a blue collar family that tipped me $10 and I was happy. I was happy because they acknowledged my work and a little girl at their show made my weekend! I pulled up to their drive way and this girl jumped up and down waiting for me. The funny thing is that she wasn't even the birthday girl but just a guest. I got out of my car and she said "Hey, you came to my preschool!" I remembered her because I went to her classroom for a Halloween show and dressed up as a "safari" man and this girl stuck as one of those children you see 1 out of every 100 that is a 100% nice child: patient, smiling, asks direct questions without adult mind-warping and who likes to help others. When I was getting ready to leave she ran up and offered to share her popcorn with me. I told her I couldn't eat it (you all know about my corn allergy!) and she said o.k. and I told the dad at the show to let that girl's mom know about my business starting up and to give her my business card to go to her b-day party. I drove away and while everyone was eating, drinking, chasing wild kids... this girl waved good-bye until she couldn't see me anymore. Seriously, I don't care how bad your life is going but when you see a kid smiling just to be in your presence... yea, nothing beats that feeling. I know I will be happy as a dad in the future but I'm in NO WAY going to court that life-changing event until I have business/profession to support a family.
And, on I go.
In other news, I got a new turtle. An Eastern painted turtle... looks like this. She is pretty, tame and healthy as can be
DIVE right in while the fruit is ripe!
I've already told you about my love with Death. This version is pretty cute for such a morbid icon.
Ode to me.
* the upside: Yesterday I got a $150 tip at my first birthday party from a multi-million dollar family. One thing I have learned is that people with money have more to lose and that is why they seem to be "cheap" and cop out with being good tippers and/or showing appreciation for a good deed done. Over the years I have managed to work for high income families and have them treat me with respect because of the way I present myself. My boss cares about nothing more than making more money and his answer to everything is "yes" everyone to death. After you "yes" someone to death, especially if they have been raised in an environment with above average education, the people you are answering to get bored, pay their dues and expect you to leave. I'm showered with appreciation, handed money and asked to come back.
On my second show I worked for a blue collar family that tipped me $10 and I was happy. I was happy because they acknowledged my work and a little girl at their show made my weekend! I pulled up to their drive way and this girl jumped up and down waiting for me. The funny thing is that she wasn't even the birthday girl but just a guest. I got out of my car and she said "Hey, you came to my preschool!" I remembered her because I went to her classroom for a Halloween show and dressed up as a "safari" man and this girl stuck as one of those children you see 1 out of every 100 that is a 100% nice child: patient, smiling, asks direct questions without adult mind-warping and who likes to help others. When I was getting ready to leave she ran up and offered to share her popcorn with me. I told her I couldn't eat it (you all know about my corn allergy!) and she said o.k. and I told the dad at the show to let that girl's mom know about my business starting up and to give her my business card to go to her b-day party. I drove away and while everyone was eating, drinking, chasing wild kids... this girl waved good-bye until she couldn't see me anymore. Seriously, I don't care how bad your life is going but when you see a kid smiling just to be in your presence... yea, nothing beats that feeling. I know I will be happy as a dad in the future but I'm in NO WAY going to court that life-changing event until I have business/profession to support a family.
And, on I go.
In other news, I got a new turtle. An Eastern painted turtle... looks like this. She is pretty, tame and healthy as can be
DIVE right in while the fruit is ripe!
I've already told you about my love with Death. This version is pretty cute for such a morbid icon.
WHOA,
!
I'm getting really bogged down with trying to keep my pets healthy: fed, watered, wounds healing fine, exercised, trying not to blow up on my boss, maintaining a network of people to contribute to my boss's down fall, getting bit my mosquitos, being the sober one in group situations, paying my bills so I'm ahead, trying to get my fucking water situation finalized, preparing to build a wall in my basement, staying sane, trying to find a vet to sign on my business program, getting business technicalities out of the way and getting my life in order
I'm beat... but, just for now. Everyone is wondering where I have been and I literally have no time for ANYONE! I wanna update and tell all of you what's new in my life but my mind is fried. So, I want to make all of you laugh instead. Here ya go!
Prince charming tattoo
I like graffiti
I like SLAYER!
Yoda dog. Nuff said.
Yoda origami
And, tigers hunting meat underwater. Don't ask, just nod your head
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I'm getting really bogged down with trying to keep my pets healthy: fed, watered, wounds healing fine, exercised, trying not to blow up on my boss, maintaining a network of people to contribute to my boss's down fall, getting bit my mosquitos, being the sober one in group situations, paying my bills so I'm ahead, trying to get my fucking water situation finalized, preparing to build a wall in my basement, staying sane, trying to find a vet to sign on my business program, getting business technicalities out of the way and getting my life in order
I'm beat... but, just for now. Everyone is wondering where I have been and I literally have no time for ANYONE! I wanna update and tell all of you what's new in my life but my mind is fried. So, I want to make all of you laugh instead. Here ya go!
Prince charming tattoo
I like graffiti
I like SLAYER!
Yoda dog. Nuff said.
Yoda origami
And, tigers hunting meat underwater. Don't ask, just nod your head
Today's journal entry is brought to you by...
the letter "K"
Don't ask me how... but, this is the image that popped up when I Googled "the letter K".
I really don't know what to say. I'm up in the air about a trade for animals. I have this beautiful, mint, tame expensive lizard (emerald tree monitor)
that I want to trade for an expensive snake (Olive python)
The reason why I'm up in the air is because in trades like this, I would ship my lizard to the guy with the python. He then ships his snake to me. Now, the tricky part is for either of us to not get scammed. I could send him my lizard and he may not send the snake and I may never be able to go after him legally and vice versa. So, tomorrow I will talk to him and see what we can work out...
Friday I'm getting 2 of D's!
and, OH! I got one of D's last week!
that's about it for the animals news for now
My final and grades went up last week. I was disappointed with a few students' overall class performance, but I had a blast teaching! I'm looking forward to next year's crop and I'm already going to be brain storming about teaching this class to two different types of students for the 2010 year.
The concert was... unusual. I met Justin at the bar while I waited for my other friend to met up with us. He bounced from bus to bus and by the time he caught up with us, I was drunk and having a Hell of a time
So, when we sat down a girl and her boyfriend came to me directly and told me to get up because I was in her seat. I informed her that 3 ushers guided us to our seats. I told her this 3 times! She still persisted, said "O.K. just get up and give me my seats!" I had an usher come over tell her she was wrong and she couldn't even look me in the eye when she apologized.
Next, a girl and her boyfriend walk past my drunken tattoo artist (Justin) and he is pointing at the boyfriend's shirt. It was a fucking hideously, ugly striped shirt. She stopped walking and told Justin "Nice fucking shirt asshole!" He got up from his seat and whispered in her ear "I said I like his nice shirt." She silenced her bitch mouth and walked off.
Don't mess with drunk tattooed boys.
Lastly, a guy left his backpack on one of our seats when we first arrived. Justin's girlfriend threw the bag on the floor because we didn't want to be caught with drugs, guns or any of that wack shit! About 3/4 thru the performance the guy finally came asking for the bag and we pointed to the floor in front of us. He couldn't find the bag and then he tried to be a dick and ask to sit where we were and started dancing next to me. I elbowed him out of my way, he got the message and then did the weirdest boogey dance real low to the ground.
Dude was high on PCP.
Look's like I had alot to say
the letter "K"
Don't ask me how... but, this is the image that popped up when I Googled "the letter K".
I really don't know what to say. I'm up in the air about a trade for animals. I have this beautiful, mint, tame expensive lizard (emerald tree monitor)
that I want to trade for an expensive snake (Olive python)
The reason why I'm up in the air is because in trades like this, I would ship my lizard to the guy with the python. He then ships his snake to me. Now, the tricky part is for either of us to not get scammed. I could send him my lizard and he may not send the snake and I may never be able to go after him legally and vice versa. So, tomorrow I will talk to him and see what we can work out...
Friday I'm getting 2 of D's!
and, OH! I got one of D's last week!
that's about it for the animals news for now
My final and grades went up last week. I was disappointed with a few students' overall class performance, but I had a blast teaching! I'm looking forward to next year's crop and I'm already going to be brain storming about teaching this class to two different types of students for the 2010 year.
The concert was... unusual. I met Justin at the bar while I waited for my other friend to met up with us. He bounced from bus to bus and by the time he caught up with us, I was drunk and having a Hell of a time
So, when we sat down a girl and her boyfriend came to me directly and told me to get up because I was in her seat. I informed her that 3 ushers guided us to our seats. I told her this 3 times! She still persisted, said "O.K. just get up and give me my seats!" I had an usher come over tell her she was wrong and she couldn't even look me in the eye when she apologized.
Next, a girl and her boyfriend walk past my drunken tattoo artist (Justin) and he is pointing at the boyfriend's shirt. It was a fucking hideously, ugly striped shirt. She stopped walking and told Justin "Nice fucking shirt asshole!" He got up from his seat and whispered in her ear "I said I like his nice shirt." She silenced her bitch mouth and walked off.
Don't mess with drunk tattooed boys.
Lastly, a guy left his backpack on one of our seats when we first arrived. Justin's girlfriend threw the bag on the floor because we didn't want to be caught with drugs, guns or any of that wack shit! About 3/4 thru the performance the guy finally came asking for the bag and we pointed to the floor in front of us. He couldn't find the bag and then he tried to be a dick and ask to sit where we were and started dancing next to me. I elbowed him out of my way, he got the message and then did the weirdest boogey dance real low to the ground.
Dude was high on PCP.
Look's like I had alot to say
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