i am awesome at making burritos.

but it doesnt pay very well, and the sales job is not moving forward very quickly. not a lot of support, and while its a great idea, it has no track record. tough sell.

so i'm looking for a third job. hopefully one that can pay me a salary.

i found out i owe 4,000 in taxes from last year. whoops. i still have to figure out where rent is coming from. sorry, irs.

boston is so cool. i love sidewalks, corner stores, and apartment buildings. i missed city life so much. i should've done this years ago.

also, this is the coolest instrument ever:


ps, i have short hair now

ah. i got to boston on thursday.

i tried to meet up with downedcity in dc, but dc is confusing, so i left. i stayed in maryland at cupcakepants's house instead. she made meatloaf. i ate it. and breakfast. so good.

i got to the bronx on tuesday and stayed with mama for a couple of days, then hit the road again. so far i like this city. my room is pretty small. its only 8x8, which is barely bigger than my bed, but it will do for a while. i was supposed to sign some papers today at 7am for the job, but my alarm clock never went off. it's set correctly, so i'm not sure what happened. whoops.

i don't know how i'm going to do this. i wish i was better at managing money. i just don't care about it. i loathe it. i detest the need for it, the importance we place on it.

basically, my dad is not letting me take the car with me. i've been making all the payments for the last 3 and a half years, but he made the down payment and its in his name. he's not letting me take it with me. so i have to find a different way to get myself and my belongings to boston. it's going to make it impossible to come up with the $2000 i need to move into the apt my brother found. plus, i was denied the credit card i applied for. i've already seen my credit report. i'm not going to get one.

i'm going to have to borrow money from somebody. i've never borrowed money in my life. i'm lucky that i have good jobs lined up. i'll be able to pay it back in a few weeks, hopefully. i'm even more lucky that i have friends who will probably be able and willing to help me out.

i wish all of my friends who are in similar positions had the fortune to have good jobs and friends who can help them with money. lots of friends are unemployed and in much worse positions than i am. doobster is just one of them.

i am going to be living with my brother and his friend. i'm pretty excited. he lived with me the first year i was in florida... as well as the prior 20 years in the bronx. it will be so great to be close to my brothers again. i love them a lot. it's going to be worth all of the trouble to make it happen. it's only two weeks from today!

also, the show flash forward is awesome.

ooh im moving in a couple of weeks.

my dad is keeping my car, though. so im out the 10k or so that ive put into it over the last few years and theres nothing i can do about it. he says he'll give me some money after he sells it. but thats shitty.

so ima rent a uhaul i guess and truck up to boston. at least that means i get to keep my bed and furniture. oo i can probably even bring my couch! i just realized that. i might steal joe's green chair, too.

apparently my credit is fuckdzor, though. my braza and his friend and i are trying to get an apt, but they said i got a 1 out of 5 on the credit/background check. my student loans are the only thing on my credit report, and i missed a few payments back in the day day. so i have to find a cosigner, which is whack. the apt is 3k a month. holyfucks.

im still excited, though. back to a real city. with sidewalks. and stores that don't require a vehicle to reach. w00t!

also, plz help doobster get offum tijuana streets. its danger, and we loves doob. he is so close to being able to afford a place, thanks to folks like you pm me for details on how to help our illustrious homey. thxu <3

also, i make the best gourmet hot dogs on earth. ima open a restaurant. i already have a name and recipes. i need to get some investors. and im not talking about ninja turtle pizzeria.

i finally thawed the duck that was in the freezer. . .

oh! and i got the job in boston. so i'm going to move there. my younger brother is looking for apts, as he already lives there, but won't be out of his current lease until june. so i have to find a place to live until then. wheeeeee

also, if you can help doobster get off the mean streets of tijuana, plz let me know. i don't wanna be pushy, but homey is in danger every night and its hard for a homeless man to get work.

so until i move to boston, i'm helping my boss/friend get his music career started. he has loot out the butt, so he's just doing everything independently. i put a few songs on his myspace, but it's pretty bland looking right now. the great thing about this is that it allows me to contract a bunch of my friends to do a lot of the work, like design the myspace and press the cd's. the songs are pretty tight. i'm more impressed with the beats than with the lyrics, but all in all its not bad.

if you could compete in the olympics in any event, which would be your dream?

i hope i find out soon if i get the job in boston. i want to start planning things. like where i'll live.

you know somebody who has nowhere to live?

my good friend doobster. he is living on the dangerous streets of tijuana right now, and is unable to get work at the moment. this is not cool, as i want doobs to live. plz help?

if you can, pm me for his paypal info. i fail at putting donate button directly into blog.

oh. so i heard back from the guy in boston. he's gonna call me tomorrow to talk more. maybe i'll be headed farther north than i thought.

so john realized that i didn't have my head in the game. he asked what was up so i told him that i plan on moving back north. so he took me off the sales floor so that i could make some steady money until i move. so the job stress is gone. the money isn't as good as i could potentially make on the sales floor, but i wasn't really making any, so this is better.

now i just have to decide what i'm actually going to do. trying to sell the kayak since i can't really bring it with me. probably going to have to sell the bed, too. the movers quoted me $1200 to bring just the bed, kayak, and drums to ny. for that amount i could buy a new bed and kayak. the drums i got from joe, so i'll just leave them here.

i still have to tell papa i'm leaving florida. he'll be bummed. the car is in his name, so i hope he doesn't act dick about it, since i make all the payments.

i'm looking forward to this. super excitement!

i enjoy california. i want to go back for more than one day. barely's birthday party was so much fun from what i remember! and she is swell as hell.

i also got to meet nene and machinefuck, who are both terrific as well

apparently jonn noticed that i am totally not into the job anymore. so he asked joe if i had talked at all about quitting. joe said no, which wasn't entirely true. but john asked me about it, so i told him that i plan on moving back north in the next month or so.

mama doesn't think the job that kyle is to get me will be much enjoyable. apparently he doesn't like it. we'll see. i'm still waiting to hear about the jarb in boston.

i can't wait til friday! woot!

i hope my thumb grows back before then!

edit:

OH! so pouchie (my youngest braza) texted me today to tell me kyle (my oldest friend, since 1 year old) offered to get me a job in ny. kyle works at a verizon store. i think he's a manager, but i'm not sure. i don't know exactly which one i'd be working at, but as long as its an hour or less from the bronx, i'm good to go. apparently, i could start tomorrow if i wanted.

so now i'm just waiting to find out how much it would cost to move my few possessions. i doubt i'll move before the end of february. wanna give at least 2 weeks notice at the current job. plus i still need to stack some loot up. wanna start pumping on the music thing once i get back to the bronx, and that will take $.