Another Sunday night. Another weekend of not getting everything done I wanted to get done. Still trying to get my house ready to sell. And worse, tomorrow is a brand new week at a fucking job where I get to watch the dust settle. Fuck! I just make these mini-goals for myself as far as, mentally I know it's only a 3 day week so it won't seem too depressing for me. I swear nothing is worse than boredom. Oh well, I'm done talking about that.
I drank so much Redbull and Vodka last night. The Redbull was making my heart race like crazy. I was pacing up and down my living room at 1am on the phone with a friend. I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest. I think it's like the equivelant of taking that epiphedrine or something. I swear I wake up the next morning and I lost weight. * sigh, ah good times.
Y una nota especial para mi amigo loco que ahora no tiene dinero a viajar a Arizona y Vegas conmigo! Que pasa ? Que un chistoso loco. Pienso que es la vida en la calle rapido? Los mujeres son el muerte de nosotros.
Lo siento si mi espanol no es bueno.
Anyone want to buy my car, house, furniture??? Make ya a good deal!
I drank so much Redbull and Vodka last night. The Redbull was making my heart race like crazy. I was pacing up and down my living room at 1am on the phone with a friend. I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest. I think it's like the equivelant of taking that epiphedrine or something. I swear I wake up the next morning and I lost weight. * sigh, ah good times.
Y una nota especial para mi amigo loco que ahora no tiene dinero a viajar a Arizona y Vegas conmigo! Que pasa ? Que un chistoso loco. Pienso que es la vida en la calle rapido? Los mujeres son el muerte de nosotros.
Lo siento si mi espanol no es bueno.
Anyone want to buy my car, house, furniture??? Make ya a good deal!
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What the fuck, over? So I look at my boss with the puppy dog eyes, and he says, "fucking beat it, don't worry about dinner, but you better have one hell of a story to tell tomorrow."
So I come home, and she meets me here in a few minutes - guess she was right down the road when she called, we hang out, have a few drinks, start getting comfy and then she says, "I have to tell you, I'm involved with someone you work with." I say, "who?" She tells me... It's a fucking friend of mine! I'm like, "what the fuck are you doing over here?!" She says, "Well I don't kiss and tell." Fucking crazy, Trick! I'm like, "OOOHHHHHHHHH HEEEEEEEEEEEELZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ NO, HOMEY DON'T OPERATE THAT WAY!" And I definately don't scrub balls with some guy I work with that she just came from his house... What a fucking nutcase.. DISMISSED! CIAO!! SECURITY, ESCORT HER TO THE DOOR PLEASE, AND MAKE HER LOSE MY DIGITS! LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE!
So then I'm bored as fuck and got a cool buzz chillin', so off I go across the street, then I see the guy that girl that was at my house said she was seeing... What are the fucking odds of that?
So I leave there, after having met up with some of the bros, and we go over to the sports bar.... Guess who is there? Skater/punk chick, guess what she does... Goes home with one of the guys I'm there with.... I'm like, DAMN THIS IS FUCKED UP! He says, "you're not mad are you? Not like you guys are dating"? I'm like, BIIIIIIIIIIIG NEGATIVE, do what you want with her I have nothing going on there...
So that brings us to today.... I cruise to Mcdonalds around the corner to grab a bite, and one of the girls that works there is standing outside having a smoke... I roll around and make my order, get to the window and some other girl comes over and says, "hey, my friend thinks you're fine!" I say, "who's your friend" (hoping it's not some dude)... So it's the girl that was outside having a cigarette and saw me drive in.... She comes over and we talk... Then her manager comes over and says, you 3 go out front and talk - you're blocking the drive thru. Her friend comes out and talks to me for a while and tells me that she just haad sex with the other girl for the first time last night... Now they are both born again bisexuals... The other girl finally comes out with their phone number on a napkin, says for me to call them tonight and they'll come over and "show me a time I'll never forget"... Whatever that means... Like these chix are 18... I'd prolly break the one girl in half she is so small, and the other looked more confused than anything else.
The point is, Jeff.... Man I have gotten so many fucking leads this past week and I haven't gotten laid once. What is the fucking dealio? Just lucky I guess...
No way I'm calling those girls either, so don't be ringing me at 0300 asking for naughty details cuz it ain't happenin'. Where the fuck are all the decent women? I keep meeting TRASH after TRASH after TRASH. Who knows, maybe that's better than being alone.
Hope your Thanksgiving went well... I had Buffalo Wings and beer - it was great.
L & R,
Mark
Listen to this, you'll get a kick out of it. So I'm driving home this morning at like 0730 or 0800 somewhere around then. Very little traffic out... Got some Me First and the Gimme Gimmes rocking, not really paying attention to my speed, cuz there's really no one out - except the cop parked in the church parking lot running passive radar. I look down at my speedometer, yup 65 in a 30 which basically makes me fucked like you read about. So I did what any law-abiding citizen would do (that has been to ITI defensive driving school), dropped the Acura down to third - redlined it, shifted to fourth - redlined it, and it's off to the races. Now I'm moving out at about a buck twenty five in a mad dash for the interstate. At the on ramp I start going through all the do's and don'ts - trying to remember it all in the precious few seconds I have to decide if I am going make this or not... I'm like, "THINK MUTHAFUCKA THINK!!!"
Threshold braking, pick your line, outside - inside - outside, no braking in the entry, maintain speed in turn, accelerate on exit, oh shiiit, you forgot you're in a front wheel drive and you learned all this shit in rear-wheel drive rentals... Too late... Time to be Hero or Homo.. Inaction breeds failure so fuck it, I go for it... The result: omg, it was like a bad-ass video game didn't even feel real at the time. So I do this craaaaaazy powerslide around the on-ramp, punch it back down in third, floor it and I am out of there.... Dooood, I got the most incredible adrenaline rush from all this. I wish every morning was like that.
All that for a fucking Gatorade. I think I need to have my head examined. Or get married. Not sure which I'd prefer.
Love and Respect,
Mark