So tell me...

I've been curious lately about one thing...men have a way of boasting, bragging if you will about stuff be it a sports team, how fast our cars can go, how many girls we've hooked up with, the list could go on. I've tried to ask holly about how women brag or what they brag about it? SO fes up, what do women brag about it?

Anyways i've been on a hiatus of late, I guess other people's life have been more exciting than mine.....i'm under some pressure..but latter on that.

I was just discussing with the guys about how elderly people will cat/dog food to be able afford their medication...man i hope i never resort to that. Anyways i'm just chillin like villian here at the house... hopefully this week won't suck..

Well Reality TV is about to rule the house and i'm out...big brother can kiss my arse..

This is a boring entry...i'm sorry i couldn't entertain... I think I need to be playing a game to be on my wittiest behavior.

Oxford Ln underwater!

But if I can't swim after forty days
And my mind is crushed by the crashing waves
Lift me up so high that I cannot fall
Lift me up
Lift me up - When I'm falling
Lift me up - I'm weak and I'm dying
Lift me up - I need you to hold me
Lift me up - Keep me from drowning again

Those were the lyrics that were racing through my head yesterday as RHB, Schmidty, and Me foolishly drove out in what seemed to be a freakin Hurricane. I had never seen the water rise up so fast on a road. Like I could feel the water rushing underneath the car. Luckily for Royce, I was sitting in the back (I anchored the car) but seriously it was freakin bananas! All for a sandwich from Quiznos!? So the water stopped falling and we were making our way back home. So as we were turning on to 17-92 (pronounced 1792 as if it was a yr and not two highways) the civic starts to sputter and then it just dies in the middle of 436 & 17-92!!!! HA,ha...That's all I could do because the alternative would be to panic! SO we get out and push the car to the near parking lot which was Club Juanna, a closed strip joint on 17-92! I know, this is to good to be true. Well, it all happen. We chilled outside with our umbrellas until bakes came by with the jeep....The kicker of the night was when Royce is like, "ok open up your trunk, I need to put my clubs in your car"

...That's right ladies don't get between a man and his Sports equipment-you might just get hurt.

SO that was my hump-night. I tried to enjoy my over-priced sandwich but it honestly wasn't that good...Thank goodness for Honey Buns!

Editors note: Yet another storm in Central Florida...Stay away from the puddles ya'll!

How is it September?

How is it September already? It’s amazing how fast time flies when you’re not doing anything, I kid. Anyways apparently there’s a world of change for many of your out there, I’ve been reading though I haven’t been posting. In all fairness I was away for a couple of days and then the long holiday weekend was upon us and I don’t do any computer work on those days. Apparently some of you are moving in and moving out, some of you have found love and some of you are having troubles with staying in love? (I’m assuming that last one!) There have been fights, tears, and long nights of no sleep some for good reasons and some for not so good reasons. I’m sure you all know how to cope with these things very different ways…I applaud you for that.

I had an interesting lunch experience today, I went to Powerhouse café, and for those not familiar with this place, it’s a small smoothie joint that serves sandwiches and assortment of good things for you that taste good. Well, apparently Craig found a picture that was taken (what feels like yrs ago) with me, Craig, Mandy, and two others. Wow, that was crazy to see. It was a bit nostalgic. Speaking of Mandy, she’s in Orlando and wanted to hang out but I don’t have your number girl!!! I just checked my phone! Anyways…
Holly started her new teaching job today, 6th graders can be monsters. I remember being in 6th grade, I was horrible… thank goodness for puberty it humbles you.

Ok, pop culture stuff… I had the pleasure of watching Little Miss Sunshine and I was really pleased. It’s was funny and quirky, just like me, but yet had a purpose by the time the credits rolled, again just like me.

If you don’t take anything away from this entry, go watch the movie, its good and I have no reason to lie to you.


~Erin, you need to get a host account to host your music…once you get that, I’ll show you how to hook it up.

Peace out…


Oh, more thing-Cheyenne Kimball was playing at the Social last week! She was on Mtv and now she’s doing shows for 10 bucks!!!! That’s worse than working for FH.

Windy cities blues!

Take me back to Chicago
Lay my soul to rest
Where my life was free and easy
Remember me at my best.
Take me back to Chicago
Where music was all I had
I tried to be good as I could
And sometimes that made me sad.
Take me back to Chicago, to Chicago
Why don't you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To Chicago.
I still dream of the Lake of peacefulness
The warm summer breeze
'Cause my life was so much simpler then
Street corners and Tastee Freeze.
Take me back to Chicago
'Cause hustlin's not my style
LA was just a bit too hard
I wish I could be a child
Livin' back in Chicago, in Chicago
Why don't you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To Chicago.
Take me back to Chicago
Lay my soul to rest
Where my life was free and easy
Remember me at my best.
Take me back to Chicago
'Cause hustlin's not my style
LA was just a bit too hard
I wish I could be a child.
Livin' back in Chicago, in Chicago
Why don't you take me back
Take me back, take me back
To Chicago.
Take me back, take me back.

Yeah so that was great huh? I was back in the Midwest this past Thursday, it was odd coming back to a place that I had been so many times and considered my second city. I even made it back to Mechanic St in good o’l Berrien Springs. My uncle owns the house I spent my college years in so it was freakin crazy to be there again and not have all my mates there. I stopped by to visit my favorite Fuste’s after I picked up my usual at Baguette France (Veg on sour-dough w/garlic sauce minus blk olives, yum!) they were happily and confused, they kindly showed me their pad, they’re great! Also saw an old face while I was there, Heather and her baby girl. It’s insane to think she’s a mom; she still looks the same from 4 yrs ago. Friday night I hung out with muthatucker, T, Schmidty and we shared some good laughs!!! Its was great seeing them, sorry I don’t have pictures of them but I felt a bit odd saying hey let me take a picture of you two! Finally I made it back to Chicago and we did the Tourist thing, after we got lost in the freaking ghetto! Thanks Tena. I got all confused and went to the Science and Industry Museum instead of the field Museum, plus I forgot to go to Millennium Park! I guess I can’t be expected to remember everything right? I did get to see the J Brown’s and schmidty again! He was stalking me! Haha, I kid, I kid. I realized that no matter how long of time goes by it always feels like the last time when I see JB!! That’s right, that just happened!
Sunday was just a day of walking, I went to the zoo where I heard a Tiger yell, which just made me curious to see who would win a staring contest between me and the tiger. As I got closer I realized he would because his breath stunk like caca! I also saw the king of the jungle, he was chillin on a rock with his legs spread open! Lazy fool.

I ended up by the Zebra’s and I thought how cool it would be to ride a zebra, then I remembered that I didn’t know how to ride a horse how would I know what to do with a Zebra?! Moving on, we made it to Navy Pier…there’s picture that I will post…if anything it was nice to be with my fam.

I suppose if anything, it was great to see my Mom smile, she told me the night before I left, that she smiles the most when she my face! Thanks Mom, I think you’re great too!

Alex attacking me

There's so much beauty in the world i just can't take it

Oh I'm ready for it...

What an interesting weekend of laziness! Wow, what a way to begin…I did nothing all weekend and yet I feel like I got hit by a semi this morning. I’m drinking Pepsi at 10:14am because I might must keel over and sleep at my desk. Anyways things of interest from the weekend :

1) Went go-karting. Funniest thing that happen was watching Jessica spin out and then get t-boned by some kid. That evening just justified me saying that she is perhaps the worst driver if I’ve ever known.
2) Old people aren’t so bad after all. I spent a small part of my Saturday afternoon at the pool talking to my next neighbor about nothing. I see him every morning outside of his garage. Always staring and judging us; somehow at the pool he seems ok. I probably won’t be talking to him outside of the pool.
3) I went to go see Snakes on a Plane. IT was everything I thought It would be…however, yes there is a however it does have an awesome headlining song by the group Cobra StarShip. You should check it out.
4) I love Limewire.
5) Some girl from my junior high days just messaged me on Myspace???? Very odd!

Something to ponder
Money can't buy happiness, but neither can poverty.
- Leo Rosten
Ok..thats all for this dreadful Monday morning…

a short passage..

She clinches to the sleeves of that old tattered sweatshirt, a sweat-shirt that has seen better days, it’s oversized and hides her small frame. Her matching pants adorn this broken woman, it’s an outfit of defeat. The battles of wills have long been decided. His things have been packed and all collected for him. She’s placed them nicely at the entrance of the apartment. No need for him to come in and sit down, everything that was suppose to be said has been yelled and screamed, she has no more words for him. If only she could keep it all in, her eyes can’t lie as well as the rest of her. He manages to say a few things, words that will be forgotten or distorted in days to come. The tears stream slowly down his cheeks and as he looks at her for perhaps one last time he sees her eyes are bright green, he always said she had beautiful eyes even when being drowned by tears and just like that, it’s over. Years of joy, hurt, love, and pain have ended, at least with him. He was an example of all emotions realized. She was neither complete with him nor empty without him. She loved him but she won’t miss him.

Her phone rings, she picks it up but doesn't answer it, as she walks towards the door she places it down on the table. She won’t be answering to anyone, not for a while at least. As her dried tears are all but gone from her rosy cheeks, a sigh of freedom can be heard. She grabs her keys and as she closes the door behind her she catches her reflection off the hallway mirror, and she see herself smiling.

(Playing in the background)

-chorus-
She holds a key
Tight in her hand
Clutching his neck
She is begging her man
Listen you sinner
I'm sinning too
Just wait until the darkness falls so I can sin with you


dooo do do do do dooo....

Don't Hesitate

I was watching high fidelty tonight, actually its still on and I just watched the part where Lisa Bonet is singing "oooh baby love your way, everday, I wanna tell i love your way, wanna be with you night and day" well i just listened to the orginal and it sorta sucks. I wonder how Peter Frampton would feel if I told him that???
He's probably tell him go somewhere, which is what i would do too.

Anyways its 2am and i was really trying to go to bed by 12a...I guess I get an F for that effort.

I've decided that life without a woman is really dull, I'm not saying that its impossible for me to have a good time without one but Its a whole lot easier if you have someone. agh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


who needs a drink?

Happy Birthday toooooo yoooooouuuuuuu!

So the girl that never wanted to grow up has gotten older. She is no longer closer to twenty as she is to thirty.

Happy Birthday Jessica!

I hope you have a memorial birthday day.

74.119.10.#

This post is for that IP address or neighboring cities.

There was a full moon lastnight, aside from human sacrifices and wicca meetings nothing crazy happens,right? Supposedly/allegedly there are an abundant amount of Ions in the air that make women go crazy!!! I was skeptical of such notions but today at work the ladies here exchanged weird stories how they were acting crazy. Holly too was a bit off lastnight, more than usual :)
love ya baby.

The only thing I can gather from this is that women are a finely tuned machine, without proper maintenance (i.e love and affection) proper conditions (feeling and living in a comfortable environment) they are prone to erratic behavior- like howling at the moon or yelling at their boyfriends.

I'm hoping that a cure can be found, otherwise I'll become a victim of this phenomena

Its interesting what pictures can do to conjure up odd thoughts. Like was the model behind the this ass shot happy about hold some cheeks? Also do those hands belong to a man or woman. I'll tell you what I think, I mean you really want to know otherwise why the hell would be reading this right now. I think that it doesn't really matter, I'd love to be the guy getting his cheeks grabbed. Yeah, I said it deal with it. If that ain't sexy then I don't know what is!

I think Jessica is stalking me...don't believe me? Take a look!

and again here!

I .....I think she might be after my black card. Its exclusive to only cool people!!

In closing, I wouldn't mind trying that Mango Mojito.

IS there someone out there that can interpret dreams? Not like reading into cards or anything like that, but a professional that can offer some advice to person seeking help understanding why his mind is playing tricks on him. It’s just a thought. So moving on,
We ventured into yet another low, we watched John Tucker Must Die last night, not to be confused by Confederate Zombie Killers starring James Tucker. I know most of you are rolling your eyes but the few that are eagerly awaiting my thoughts about this movie well here it is. If you were a guy you’d enjoy this movie only because of the gorgeous women in the movie and if you were a girl watching this movie you’d only enjoy it because you see that guy from desperate housewives, and passions take off his shorts and shirt.

Update, my No Eating out at Restaurants (gosh I have to find a better name for this) experiment is working out well. I haven’t gone out to eat this week. I can tell there’s a difference after a week. I’ll post some pictures by week 3.

I had an interesting conversation via Google Talk yesterday, I find it refreshing that even after (2+3, carry the 1, minus that bad semester) 7yrs of knowing them its good to be surprised, however this person tends to be able to figure me out after a few trial and errors…unfortunately for them, I’ve paid attention to them the past 7yrs to be able to figure them out too!

So I decided I’ll take up the offer from my mom & sis to spend a couple of days with them in Chicago at the end of August. Some of you have no idea about what’s been going on but there was a fall-out between me and mom. I think this will be first step towards normalcy for us.

I’d like to thank the ladies (EB, Kendra) for responding to my open question regarding friendship between men & women. I’m glad that I’m not the only one that thinks that. (see my comments section from my previous post)

I want to start making my t-shirts, I don’t know if I mentioned that before but I’m seriously thinking it can be a great idea to get some of my thoughts on cloth, ha ha.
That’s right; cloth is the old, new papyrus. Like black is the new white!

In closing: During my conversation on Google Talk© (hoping for some kind of residual from that) the topic or perhaps it was statement, that not enough people are “brutally honest with each other” came out. Is that true? Do we bullshit our friends to only have someone else break the news to them? Are we incapable of telling someone we love/care what we really think about them?

Hold that thought.

Ya man!

I always seem to be hearing how life on the Islands is so great; I’ve visited an island once. It was off the Caribbean, the Bay Islands or as the local call them las Islas de la Bahia, from that lone experience I was really impressed of how lazy people can be on an island. Red stripe- hooray!
I bet you never hear them say, Man I wish I could run away to the mainland, wouldn’t that be great!?! Ha ha ha…probably not.

Things I’ve noticed lately that you might find interesting:

Mullets are prevalent among our age group.

Women hate on other women so much, why all the hate. Chances are that they’re not after your man or trying to move into your turf! So territorial!

I’ve been listening to a lot of old ballads being performed by current singers. Gavin Degraw’s rendition of “against all odds” is priceless as well as John Mayer covering “walk on the ocean”.

I’ve been having odd dreams of old girlfriends lately…what the hell is that about?

Jessica is crazy! I really think she’s crazy!

When will the question of whether a guy & girl can just be friends be answered? I’m still waiting for the answer.

Listening to music at work makes the day go by so fast…oh look its 5 o’clock already, its time to go home.

Sleep has become my foe and my goal…one day, one day I will defeat my foe and reach my goal.

I’ve never dated a Latin woman.

If I had a symbol to identify me I think it would be 1<? I don’t know I think I’m on to something….1< is more???

Everyone I just want you to know that I Eat Fresh!


I want to go to sleep…for a week.

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Originally uploaded by campbellssoup.

That is the remains of a slice of banana nut bread that T.Hay so graciously offered me this saturday. Notice how there's part of some one's leg in the right top corner. Its a mysterious leg, i don't know who it belongs to???? I was more excited about using her fork then actually eating the banana nut bread..cool cutlery.

Well, in other news i was able to get some meaningful rest this weekend..Thank goodness.


I'm sorta of tired so i'll just wish everyone a good case of the mondays!

Making a Mojito

I hope you clicked on the link. I had an experience with a Mojito once. I went to this Cuban restuarant and i ordered a mojito, thinking it would be clear but yet minty. When they came back it was like a glass of grass..no good color, it was like drinking a bush!!! I asked them to take it back and bring me back something refreshing not a glass with grass clippings.

SO my attempt of sleeping more hrs failed miserably. I have a problem, i'm gonna try Lauri advice of drinking a glass of water and going to bed an hour before i intend to. Well..we'll see.

I hope everyone has a great weekend..

Westcoast friends: enjoy that heat!
Eastcoast which is me too..its been a great hurricane season...

i shouldn't have done that!

You can do it!

I can’t believe how much money I spent eating out in one month!!! According to my bank statement I spent roughly around $382 dollars between June 9 and July 7. WTF!@@ Its almost as much as rent. If I spent half that and ate at home I’d be in way better shape overall…So since I’m not going to sleep before nine! I’m going to try really hard not to eat out this coming month. I know its going to be a challenge because I love to go out; it’s not really about the food as much as it about not having to clean up.

If I see good results I think I’ll have to change my lifestyle…

Starting August 1... I’m going to do 30 days of not eating out.

I do however need some help with the rules/guidelines.
Like I can’t buy any food that has been prepared for me by another person and that will involve me tipping them…? Ok I get one place a week…I have birthday’s dinners in the month of August that I don’t want to miss.

So leave a comment and help me take back my bank account from the jaws of my mouth?

Singing

I forgot to mention that I had a stupid semi drunken experience in the men's bathroom this weekend. No, I didn't pee on myself or fall down or any other bull crap thing. I was peeing in the urinal next to this other random guy and YMCA came on...without ever looking at each other we started singing it (its crucial to remember that we didn't look at each other the whole time) and then we'd forget the words and start humming the sound and then back to the Y-M-C-A...I wish I could tell you I was able to do the signals and pee at the same time but frankly I was not that skilled at the time.

anyways so Jess was here late last-night doing homework...well she was actually just watching t.v and checking her damn site meter. I felt bad that she was sick but then I remember where she went to get sick and all those feelings of pity went away as fast as that private jet she rode on...but in all seriousness I do hope you feel better!

Well my girlfriend went to go shoot guns the other day like a redneck with some dude...and yes I got f*ing mad....I probably would of lost it if it weren't for the fact that I had friends in the nearby room. If you want to get your boyfriend extremely mad then go out with a random guy.. no more.....

goodnight everyone..

This weekend

This weekend:

I some how lost track of time this weekend because I went to bed @ 5am, twice!!!
I’m really struggling right now with just being able to not close my eyes and not having them not open again till tomorrow! Last night I tried to get to sleep at a decent hour and all that happened was that I couldn’t fall asleep. I just tossed and turned all night… I woke up exhausted. So with that in mind, I’ll be going to sleep at 9p all week this week. I’m going to get 10 hrs of sleep… I know only people that are unemployed achieve this kind of sleep but I’m willing to try, I have to try because if I don’t I just might die.


Ok, this is all I got..

I can barely type this.

estoy cansado!

Its friday!!!!Yeah...
Ok....
Yeah....

As I was throwing out the trash this morning I had my ear buds around my neck, I guess the fell in the trash bin when I threw the trash bags in there. No big deal, I’m constantly dropping crap all over the place. Oh, first I went back into the house to look for the ear buds because I had figured out that I had dropped them in the trash can, damn it! I waste 3 minutes and then I give up, I look in the trash can just in case, and presto there they are! Dilemma: They drop in the trash can where there’s trash and stuff. Do I still put use the ear buds and put them in my ear? Or Do I throw them out because chances of getting an ear infection have increased because of the fact that my ear buds are contaminated?

I compromise, well sorta of. I throw away the black little covers. Besides aren’t they on there to protect your ears?!

Oh man, I’ll probably get ridiculed for writing about this but last night I played Halo2 with Royce and Tim- yeah you guessed it. It was awesome. I mean I’m mediocre at best ( I don’t really like playing it that much, compared to my tennis game) but I was doing ok yesterday. I think the part I enjoy the most during the games is the pre-game talk on the communicators. Its like a chat room gone wrong. Last week some one said I was a lesbo because my tag name is lesismore79… there far worst stuff being said during the games.
Anyways this kind of behavior (me playing tons of video games) is happening, because of my long distance relationship. I remember this happened back in school, I don’t know why girls start to date me and then leave to another country???? Maybe I should of done that! Yeah, I got really good at Counterstrike and then I had to quit because my girlfriend came back…this will probably be true of Xbox live. Well at least Hol is banking on this happening. LOL! Love you boo!

I’d like to give a little shout out to some people:

~Justin, I know you don’t read this but if you do- follow through!!!
~Susie, I’m glad I enticed you to leave a comment. I miss you girl! I found cheap tickets to NYC!!!
~Hol, I love you. Enough said. How do you feel about visiting your brother?
~Jess and KK, Don’t forget to bring me a gift. Each one of you, hahahaha..i’m not kidding.
~Erin Banks, hope your days back in LA are treating ½ as good as when you were in WA. I’m glad you blog!
~Kinders, why is that you travel so damn much but your travels never bring you down here? Hmmm, interesting.
~Shelly, Get better…and did I tell you I saw your cousin Tony?
~Royce, what are we doing this weekend? Holla at your boy!
~CB, see above!
~Trisha, what’s up, how you doin?
~Mandy, what’s up with you and Erin being blog friends, because I heard from jess that you didn’t like her punctuation style? Just kidding..yeah i hope to see you when you get back in to town.
~Chemimosa, I’m glad I starting talking to you again. Sorry you didn’t see any vagina’s on your birthday. Editor note this is a private joke!
~you know who are, I still can’t figure out how you’re not showing up my meter… but its ok..



Wow that just got way out of hand.

Thundersticks

That seems to be the norm here right now. Sure it will start off sunny and hot, just like any other typical central Florida day. There’s a false sense of normalcy because you think you’ll be able to enjoy yourself outside once 5p comes around. Perhaps you want to play a quick little game of basketball, or play a nice game of tennis, or perhaps even freaking take a swim. NO, you can’t! The clouds roll in slowly as if they knew you were looking forward to being outside, then out of now where all hell breaks loose. There’s lighting bolts all over the freaking place, the ground shakes each time they strike. Perhaps you’re watching a movie at the time or maybe enjoying a quick game online with fellow nerds and then the power goes out. Great, I’m in the dark now and I can’t take a shower or listen to my music because you’re live in fear of being struck by lighting bolts. This happens everyday, imagine that.

Moving on to more turbulent matters, yesterday it was made aware to me that some people still keep a journal/diary. Hear me out before you tune me out. I’m not saying it’s not a good idea (sorta of Jr high) but I think it can be detriment (you’ll read back on crap that you should of let go) and it will just take you back to feeling like you felt when you wrote it (shitty or very happy but are you really writing about stuff that made you happy?) My whole qualm is that some emotions shouldn’t be shown on a physical piece of paper for the severe consequences that might occur if someone else read them (perhaps a current boy/girl friend with jealous tendencies) and because then there’s proof that you were a homo at one point. I mean I write poetry because that’s the kind of guy I am. I’m touch with my feeling (I’m a total homo).

Ok one more thing, where the hell is Susie? Supposedly she was moving to NYC and living in a loft but I haven’t heard a thing about whether she made it there or anything. If you’re reading this (which I hope you are) give a dude a ring, I seriously want to come and visit. I said that about L.A but that whole 3hr time change was really bringing me down.

Jess don’t talk to the odd Bahamian men and keep KK away from them too, she too nice to strange people.

I’m out!

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~ Are you kidding me? What the hell are they talking about, I hardly have any links on my page. I don't post enormous amounts of pictures. I've been on blogger since, hmmm, its been so long I can't even remember. This is some Neo Nazi bull crap. They're trying to censor me but I won't let them. I'll fight till the end of the internet.

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I love the Budweiser commercials with the crown outline and that hot song playing in the background “there’s a party over here” or something like that!
Anyways I was watching some extras last night from the 40yr old virgin and I just couldn’t keep it together! The part where that little Indian man is talking to Andy and he starts naming off all these sexual references, I lose it every-time. It easily can be compared to when Will Ferrell gets shot in the neck with the dart gun in Old School!

Side Note: I love friendships that can pick up where they left off. I hadn’t really talked to JB in like 6 months, which was the last time I was in Chicago, and he called yesterday. We talked like for like a 1 ½ hr. That’s a lot for guys!

I was in a pissy mood late night because holly told me she might go see a movie with a guy she just met at the gym. I’m glad that she didn’t do it; I probably would have said some very mean things to her. I’m not insecure about her, I just don’t like the idea of a guy that I don’t know going to see a movie with my girl.  Irrational, perhaps, justified- you bet your ass it is.

I wish it would stop raining… I need to play some tennis.

How is that Mandy and Erin are like blog friends, they don’t even know each other?

In constant sorrow

In constant sorrow...

So Tuesday is just about done and I just posted my first post of the week? I don’t know why I’ve been slacking off in the blogging scene. I’m sorry EB, I’m just not motivated to write about stuff but I do enjoy reading your entries. It’s like Bridget Jones Diary, without the whole dodgy British men and big knickers! I was thinking about all the post I erased when I deleted my first blog, I had some real good stuff on there, I guess I’m sad I didn’t print them out, it feels like a good joke that’s lost its punch line. Anyways, I have a confession to make, are you ready? Well apparently my cool head has gone on a vacation. I punched the TV the other day, it was a draw! I didn’t break my hand and the T.V was still intact. I really don’t know what to say about it, perhaps I’m like my alter ego, Cisco, a man full of passion and emotion that isn’t exhibited in a very constructive manner.

On a side note I made some dinner yesterday for myself and it felt gooood… I made some Penne Pasta with Vodka Sauce and some French bread. Sorry, no veggie were killed in the operation.

Ugh, I just got yet another invite to play Fantasy Football, I don’t like playing games like that because I don’t like the whole scene. Guys watching games to see how there players do… and its worse when they favorite teams are playing against there players for that week. I don’t care enough to play…

Anywho…I’m tired and its time to get outta here.

I’ll continue to fight to live the dream…

Just for now..

My eyes are bloodshot from opening them underwater because I don't like not knowing where I'm swimming.

I hate video games, God knows how many hours I've wasted in front of a fucking TV...I think I was getting dumber by the minute. Who wants a xbox with one controller?

I don't like when my girlfriend talks to random strangers, especially if they just came back from Iraq with 200,000 guys. Yeah, there in need of some loving but from my lady.

I love getting email but I don't really like writing them.

Women talking about walking and going about there business in the nude are hott! Or really disturbed?

Engagement parties can be lame...

I really want a meat-ball sub right now..quiznos here I come.

Oh my goodness, the weekend is over and I didn't do a damn thing!

What a Fourth a July

What a Fourth a July it was. Hol came to visit and we had a splendid time. I got to sleep in a lot which is always a bonus! The weekend seemed like it went on forever and now its Thursday and we start over all over again. Hells yeah son! Well I really don’t have much to say other than I miss my friends….the one’s that I don’t get to see unless there’s a wedding or they take a vacation in Florida. I had hoped to visit this summer but I don’t think that’s going to happen.

Well anyways I would love to go on a road trip… so hopefully that will happen soon…

I’m falling asleep…

Peace.

Oh one more thing, I almost rented Rent…hahaha..525600 minutes!!!

Happy birthday papa and Susie!

These are my words of the day.

Aficionado: an enthusiastic admirer; a fan.

Timorous: full of apprehensiveness; fearful.

Venal: capable of being bought; also, corruptible

They were selected for me by Google since Google in the business of know what everyone thinks and does. Even this blog is powered by Google, so they know exactly how I feel.
Well how else would they know I’m an Aficionado of beautiful women and fierce competition. With my enthusiasm I’m quite timorous because of my venal tendencies. Ah yes I just use all three words in my description of what kind of person I’m not. I’ve been racking my heads for some things to talk about today and I can’t seem to come up with anything interesting. Except that I saw a preview for a movie yesterday that I think might have summed up my life, though I thought Garden State was that movie this movie My last Kiss is hitting closer to home and ironically Zach Braff is in this movie. I think its has to do with all this alone time I’ve been having with myself that I’ve been just thinking so much that it hurts. Thinking can be just as bad as doing sometimes. I can’t and shouldn’t reveal those thoughts but its just one of those moments when you say to yourself “what the hell am I doing?”

I don’t know if this movie necessarily is answering that particular question or even giving some kind of clarity but it does give a snap shot about life in progression and regression.
Life, Love, and Time have a way of moving on even if you’re not ready to do so. In my head I’m still 21 and I’m still trying to figure out who the heck (G version) I’m suppose to be. I think about the girl I thought I was going to love for the rest of my life when I was 21, how that has changed is remarkable in itself. I guess your thought of love can be shattered when a person chooses someone over you and then gets married to them. Life moved on. I think about the relationships I’ve had in the past couple of years, some memorable while others where just tormenting to me mentally. People always say
“Get it over it!’
The only one’s that get over it are the ones who decided to end it, they’ve already internalized those feeling that were so outward, they’re Love has already moved on.
Then I think about recent catastrophes, Katrina, Tsunamis of 04, president bush being re-elected. The water has receded, the beaches have been rebuilt, and Bush will be out of office in 08. The winds of time wait for no man.

Well anyways I hope to enjoy my time with Hol this weekend….have a safe and fun Fourth of July doing whatever it is you do.

Sealed with a Kiss from the Rose on the Grave

Seal and Heidi's child
Why is it that some people can’t stand Seal?

I have to say that I’m a bit envious of Seal’s success. Here is a bum from the streets of London that looks like he had been hit by millions of pellets but his voice was that of a musical genius! I suppose that too is up for argument since no one I know likes the Kiss of a rose on the grave or some odd name like that. I have to admit I do own a Seal CD, hahaha… It’s ok to laugh if you’re aware of your absurdness, right? Well I guess one could say that Seal is lucky, lucky to be born with a voice like his. This man’s voice has given him the opportunity to make a large sum of money, to meet interesting people, to wear fine clothes and eat at fine eateries as well as to meet beautiful women that in any other realm of reality would have slapped Seal back to the streets of London. Heidi Klum why won’t you wake up! Sorry, it’s horrible of me to think such things. I wonder if Seal still sleeps in a cardboard box, like if MTV cribs where to go check out his crib, would we find a cardboard box in his bedroom and maybe an empty can cylinder with fire brewing from it. I hope Seal doesn’t read this (he probably should so he could get the hint that he’s not that cool!) I mean I’m sure Seal could kick my ass if he wanted to but then again maybe he can’t since his face is all scarred up from failed fights. I know what ya’ll (my southern adaptation is almost complete) are thinking, he probably starting singing that Kiss from the Rose on the grave song and that’s why he got his all scarred up!

Things to take away from this: Heidi Klum is obviously willing to date any man as long as he’s got money(note to self get rich soon) bums can lead productive lives if given the opportunity.


Well seeing how it’s Monday afternoon, I hope that was a bit amusing to some of you out in the west coast still working or pretending to work.

Don't judge me, because I believe in Science.

Ouch! I suppose that spanglish isn't for everyone. I recently talk Justin about what he thought about NachoooooooooooooooLibre? He said he came away disappointed,he was expecting much more. In fairness to Justin, he might be right. Nothing against Jon Heder but he's no where as funny as Jack Black, though I've seen jb do better with less of a role. As I was reading rotten tomatoes for its take on the movie I came across a quote/review saying "slightly less funny than cancer"
WOw, I never knew that cancer was in the running for funny. I can't say this movie was the best but I sure as hell laughed. Come on when was the last time you saw a man get stabbed with corn on a stick, or two deviled possessed midgets with a hair demeanor? That is priceless. Sure the accent was all wrong most of the time but that was funny. I think the priceless parts of the movie is when the Eagle sounds are made and the cat sound is made when the ekletor jumps down to steal the chips.

anyways its not about the exterior of the movie but getting down to the nitty gritty.
yew know whatta mean?

have a good weekend..

ciao.

Old Man in Toronto

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I’m bored. I wish I could write something but I can’t. I tried writing about me as a treasure hunter but I could muster up the lingo to convince my self that I had an insatiable thirst for Gold and women. Then I though of writing about the time where I thought I might be a bounty hunter but I was discouraged when I remembered that they get paid pretty crappy and there’s no 401k. I tried writing about myself and how much I miss Honduras and how I would like to know its history as well as its culture but I realized that I don’t miss it all. Every time I go I wish I was back here (I had written a descriptive narrative in mother tongue-Spanish). Which brings me to this present entry, its crap? I don’t know even know what I’m really writing about other than that I’m really bored.
I wrote a Haiku about it.

A failed attempt
To imagine life with you
Cuz I’m bored.

I’m not sure if I actually achieved it but from my understanding a Hakiu is a Japanese lyric verse form having three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons. I replaced the nature/season with state of human nature or season.

Ok I don’t particularly like Haiku’s for the limitations of syllables but it does conjure brain activity to manipulate meaning in a condensed manner.

Write me a haiku.

Running out..

I got rained on and I had to venture into work like a wet dog stranded outside of his house. The cold air met me with disdain, the residue of water drops fresh on my shirt and pants. My face was moist and my eyes livid with anger. If I could have punched Mother Nature I would have knocked her out! The puddles of rain accumulated into a mini river running wild down the streets. The small steps of women could be heard among the puddles of water as they clinged to their umbrellas as if walking slower would keep them drier, go figure? The clouds had spoken and the word of the day was rain. For a minute it seemed like they sky had turned into a pool of water and all it could do was drop on us like a heavy blanket of agua. It would have been fun to just step from under that landing and let the showers cover me, to jump into a puddle and splash anyone in sight. However it wasn’t quite that scene, you know one of those Mr. Bean things.



I was wet and I was mad. If I were sugar (which I am) I would have melted and washed away. Its odd to think that I, at one time would have invited such a spontaneous event with laughter, I guess it isn’t as fun to play in the rain when its just a party for one.



Perhaps soon I’ll have partner in crime to tackle the rain and not an umbrella to fend it off.



Today is Monday, I wonder what tomorrow might bring?

Open Letter

Open Letter:

Dear Nick,
Thank you for your recent email and inviting me to listen to your music, a blend of folk rock, folk and country. Whiskey, Whiskey by… is perhaps my favorite song of your collection. I would say that you bring the Mel back into Melancholy. I wish I could write a song that sincere. I thought for a minute that Damien Rice was me in another life but I’m not so sure anymore. My mind is running at higher speeds Nick, I’m sorry If I’m a bit confusing, sometimes not even my girlfriend can understand me. Nick I’m sure you have tons of women in your life, why else would you be a musician, right, am I right or am I right? So Nick, I guess I’m a little bit intrigued how you came across my profile on My Space and some how concluded that I was a folk rock/folk/country follower? No seriously Nick, how would you gather that type of conclusion when I have The Bravery- Honest Mistake, The Super Discount ‘An Techno version playing on my profile page. Hey Nick do me a favor, don’t ever ask to be my friend or ask me to listen to your sappy music. The only Nick I’m interested in hearing from is Lachey and only because I’m wondering if Jessica Simpson is really that hott and that stupid!! Sincerely Les-a non avid folk rock/folk/country lover.

Its all about those words..

Wednesday- June 14, 2006 11:25am E.S.T

I’ve been in haze of confusion for the past week. My stomach has been troubling to say the least; I’ve got to stop eating out so much! The mere joy of sitting down and talking with the thought of food just being brought to you is overwhelming.

The other day we talked about a subject that is very close to my heart. Public display of affection (a.k.a PDA). Apparently that kind of behavior is looked down upon among some our friends. I’m not talking about straight up crazy making out in front of people but you know giving your man/woman a little smoochie smoochie or holding hands; I don’t have a problem with this kind of behavior, why should I? Why should you? If I want to give my lady a good nice kiss I’m going to do that, don’t say “ewe, get a room!” or roll your eyes. Think about it this…though you might not be willing to be soo openly affectionate someone else might be and if you’re not willing to do that then perhaps your lady/man will find someone else who will be more open with there affection. Come on, it’s not like it’s hard to give a few extra kisses, warm hugs, or being genuinely caring to someone you already like, is it?

In lieu of all the recent engagement I would like to announce I won’t be doing anything of the sort until I’m ready. Yes, there is pressure on me to get engaged but what’s new? I would like to congratulate all those couples who where recently married or engaged. I’m happy the right time was now. I still haven’t found the right time.

I couldn’t help but notice that there is large contingent of women bloggers, not just the women bloggers in my IP circle but In general. Blogging has equated into journal/diaries and if you don’t think so, then perhaps you’re in denial. We tend to be closed about our feeling in person but on virtual terms, emotions are running wild.

Well on that note, I’m signing off. I don’t know about you but I’m a total basket case now..

2:18p.

Some times you just have to say FCUK it.

I accidentally hit enter and it posted with no context...don't you just hate that? Anyways Its officially summer in Central Florida. Our first tropical storm is due to hit tomorrow in the A.M..luckily its not coming by here but by the panhandle. So what happen this weekend of interest??? hmmm, well jess and I sneaked into my pool like a couple of teenagers, ironically real teenagers where thinking the same thing and I scared them off with my loud stealth coughing( I failed the navy seals test). Saturday we did the same thing only this time Jess brought her money child..Jacob, he's got fat feet..thats all I can say about this kid. I mean I know kids are cute but he just stares at you with some kind of suspicion..

Odd how kids can be soo cute on day and total monsters the next second, I guess adults are the same way, emotions are a bitch. So how's your monday going? I'd like to know, leave a comment about your typical monday. I promise i won't write back saying, somebody's got a bad case of the monday's!

Oh to those that moved over the weekend, I hope ya'll had a easy move..and to those that just laid around, well I hope you took extra easy..

peace, love, and all that other good stuff.

Keep them in your prayers

I haven't written all week, its been a trying week for me personally. I wish I could write about stuff but its just too personal and it actually hurts to much to think about. The people that I love the most are going through some stupid shit and I can't be there to help because I'm here.

I don't know what to do..

Another 10 things I didn't know about women

So i mentioned that I had read this list of things about women that I guess I was un aware of, apparently every women has been talking about this for years..or not.
Anyways here they are:

• Before you accuse a woman of being bitchy, walk a mile in her shoes. Her pointy-toed, high-heeled, impossibly uncomfortable shoes.
• One more thing about the shoes:Most of them hurt too much to wear too long. So, yes, we really do need that many pairs.( And accordingly, you need to us to have them.)
• Sometimes we love you way more then we love ourselves.
• The smell of sweat is sexy within reason. Nuzzling your neck when you come home from the gym:sexy. Getting trapped in your armpit after you played 18 holes in 90 degree heat:not sexy.
• Intimacy is the greatest foreplay. Its the 24 hr game.
• You can never give us too many sincere compliments. To be honest, you can never give too many exaggerated ones, either.
• Our friends are not your enemies, and our enemies better not be your friends.
• Since we let you inside of us, we care a lot about where you've been.
• It isn't our period that's making us moody: its you.
• Knowing that you love us makes us strong.

Ok that was Kyra Sedgwick or otherwise know as the Closer on TNT! I almost feel like less of a man for knowing those 10 things..almost..

How true is any of that stuff, I mean how much can she really know. She's married to the Bacon, Kevin Bacon who always shows off his junk in movies..

Back to the grind.

“You’re quite an attractive women for someone with such a beautiful body”

I find that statement funny. I find a lot of stuff funny. I like reading Esquire from time to time, the articles are really good, and I almost feel good about just reading magazines because Esquire’s articles are that well written. They have this section called 10 things you didn’t know about women. The guest writer on the most recent Esquire is Keyra Sedgwick (I might of misspelled her name) she’s Kevin Bacon’s wife/girlfriend-whatever Hollywood calls it) she wrote something really interesting about women.
“Our friends are not your enemies but you better not be good friends with our enemies.”

Ponder that if you will...

On a more serious or semi serious note... ok it’s more of a funny side note. I would like to apologize to people who have pets. I wrote some mean things about pets, not necessarily your pet but pets in general. I’m not judging anyone for loving their pets too much, I use to have pets and I loved them a lot too, so I wrote that little bit with past experience. Anyways continue to love them and they’ll continue to love you back…I wish humans could be this way.

I love you all……….for not loving me back.

Manny, papi chulo, Big Papi

The Red Sox's lost tonight in a thrilling game. I suppose that could sum up the game. Though I would say that sitting on 9 row up on the 3rd baseline was the proverbial bomb! I saw manny scratch his junk to which hol could only say "I guess that is a guy thing!!".
I predicted a Manny home run and Hol's dad was able to steal the 3rd base coach stealing motion...hol was quite impressed. This day was pretty cool...random observations from Toronto.

• There is a large number of crazy looking people here, crazy hair, accents, and clothes..I like it.
• Public transportation is really well organized, stuff shows up on time and gets you there when it say it would.
• A veggie dog from a hot dog vender on the street is the only way to really eat a hot dog..there better than then the real thing!
• I love Canadian malls..so much more shoe selection...you all I know how much I love shoes!
• I'm addicted to White! I bought a white sports coat, I don't even plan on wearing until after labor day..what!
• Chinese buffets are nicer in Toronto..
• Pollution is worse in Toronto
• I won a free game in the Super 7 lotto, I didn't even know how to play!?!?
• Filipino weddings are the da s$*t..so much food.. so much drink...yeah...anyways.

here are some pictures from today at the game...well just mostly of hol and me..

Live from Newcastle...

So I'm on day 3 of my adventure in Canada. I must say that Toronto is a beautiful city. I don't say this because I might have Canadian readers, though my biggest fan is a Canuck, but because T.0 is the da bomb. I spent a good day in the city yesterday and I felt like a tourist, well I had a backpack and I didn't know where to go..Holly doesn't make down to the city that often. I hit up some H&M and got me a little sumthin, sumthin...It was great. Though I have to say the exchange rate sucks, it use to be 1.45 for US. Buck, now its like 1.10-1.11!!! ANYWAYS, had a great lunch today, we ate outside and had home made rhubarb pie!..I went on a bike ride with the fam and I somehow managed to break the bike..I bent the spokes or something but the back tire was warped from my stronger muscular legs..hahahaha..I have pictures but I haven't posted them on flickr,yet. I still have a wedding to go to tomorrow and a Red Sox's game on Monday..I think the only person having a better week than me is Dave..He's on his way to Greece right now..I'll miss you Dave.."Like the deserts miss the rain.."

I'm oout!

I know that I’m going to get crap for saying this but someone has to say it, so I’m going to say it. What the hell is up with owners loving their pets like they were real people? I mean we had a co-worker today not show up for work because her cat died! What? I mean I use to have a dog and I loved it to death but I also had to take care of it constantly because it couldn’t cook its own food, or clean itself, or pick up after its self, it was a full time job, I was only 10..its against the law for 10yr olds to have full-time jobs. Anyways today on the way to work, Dave and I were sitting at the light when this older man pulls up to the side of the Element. I noticed he had a cute little dog sitting in the front with him; it was a border collie or something like it. I stated and I quote
“Ah, how cute, the old man has his dog sitting up front with him”.
Yes a very gay statement at the time to which quickly transcend into, WTF, his wife is sitting in the back seat. Apparently the driver made his wife sit in the back seat as the cute dog rode shot gun! HAHAHAHA... For some reason animals sometimes replace relationship with other human beings. I think it’s because they never talk back and never judge you. You can tell your pet anything and chances are that you’ll get licked in the face. I don’t know if that’s a good or bad thin? I suppose it depends on what kind of pet you have. I’m not saying that its crazy to love your pet, but how much can you really love a pet that never challenges you, doesn’t make you think, or doesn’t give you a different outlook. It’s a one way relationship, unless you have Brian the Dog as your pet, if so, I’ll be over after work, to help you write that novel he’s been working on. You know that novel about friends become enemies-enemies become friends. *I started writing this before I found this article on my Google homepage*
Extreme cases of pets being loved too much, don't worry its not gross!
Whew, see what happens when you love your pets too much. They die. Ok, well this will probably be the last post for a couple of days; I’ll be posting pictures and audio blogging from the road. I’m looking forward to my single serving friends. Perhaps Billy or Jane will make for interesting conversation on the way to the Great White North!

had this song on my mind...

Today is gonna be the dayThat they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehowRealized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now
Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to youI don't know how
Because maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after all You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead to you were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after all You're my wonderwall
I said maybe You're gonna be the one who saves me?
And after an You're my wonderwall
Said maybe You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me

“But I like the cookie”

Ok I know I’ve said on many occasion that I hate watching cartoons at the theater but last night I went to go see Over the Hedge and it was hilarious!! Kendra I hope you used your free passes to see it! I kept on laughing at Eugene Levy’s voice and Steve Carell character, an overly hyper-active squirrel! (Holly would have loved that).

Oh before I forget, Jess decided that she was going to conquer wildlife this weekend. She chased two ducks around and then proceeded to try to pet a crazy squirrel!!! It was a tame squirrel that had been fed by people so it wasn’t afraid of human, Holly was right!, and it looked like it was going to jump on Jessica. I really think that would have been the funniest thing in the world if Jess would have been attacked by a crazy squirrel! The thought almost makes me want to laugh out loud at work!

Well I have 3 days left in the US. I’m going to Toronto for memorial day weekend, how un American of me! However I will be partaking in a American pastime, baseball. We are set to go to a Blue Jay’s- Red Sox’s game! I can’t wait.

Ok this is really boring..
Sorry, I guess I’m just boring.

What you want Natalie?

To drink and FIhgt!
Want you need natalie?
To f*$@ all night!

This way to the clip

Blag Day

I have 8 days left till I head up to the Great White North. I’m heading back to Toronto folks, this time I’m not going to win a girl’s heart but to melt her heart! I’m looking forward to spending time with Hol again. It seems like it’s been forever since we spent any significant time together, perhaps because it has been. Well I don’t think this trip will fix all our long distance issues but it will make my memorial day more memorable! I don’t know why but I can’t stop thinking about this song:

I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight
I've never seen you shine so bright (baby you do look bright-what does mean?)
I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance They're looking for a little romance, given half a chance(So this song is about a hooker)
I have never seen that dress you're wearing Or the highlights in your head that catch your eyes I have been blind (A hooker with highlights, awesome!)
The lady in red is dancing with me cheek to cheek There's nobody here, it's just you and me, It's where I wanna be
But I hardly know this beauty by my side (This song is definitely about a hooker, he doesnÂ’t even know this woman)
I'll never for get, the way you look tonight

I've never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight (That because you just met her Chris!)
I've never seen you shine so bright you were amazing
I've never seen so many people want to be there by your side
And when you turned to me and smiled, It took my breath away (That of course was after he gave her $300 dollars for the night!)
I have never had such a feeling
Such a feeling of complete and utter love, as I do tonight ( I think when heÂ’s singing the song he almost says Lust, like its at the tip of his tongue but he manages to say Love)
The way you look tonight I never will forget,
the way you look tonight
The lady in red
The lady in red
The lady in red
My lady in red (I love you.)(IÂ’m in love with a stripper!!!!)


Ah man, that was fun..happy huIping day..i mean hump day.

What is the price of becoming an American?

Yesterday President Bush announced his stand on Illegal Immigration and the steps to reduce and ultimately eliminated Illegal Immigration. Now I’m not going to go over everything he said in his speech yesterday if you like you can read @ http://www.cnn.com/2006/POLITICS/05/15/bush.immigration.text/index.html
However I did find some interesting statements/facts from his speech. 85% of Illegal Immigrants are Mexican, wow!! Not only are they hard working but they command the market share of Illegal Immigration, from that remaining 15% how many are terrorist? I didn’t read that figure in his speech. I guess Sept 11 was planned by a bunch of crazy Mexicans, so now they’re public enemy #1. Whatever.
According to President Bush, Illegal Immigrants have become so high tech in there forgery of papers that President Bush will be pushing for tamper-proof identification, Biometric technology to be exact. I doubt that a illegal immigrant can afford a good forged document on top of the cost of coming across the border with a “coyote”. Right, the farm owner can’t tell if his worker are illegal!I think the first hint would be accepting next to nothing wages!!! Who in their right mind would want to pick fruit for $3 dollars an hour!!!!! The reason Illegal’s can work here is because of the demand for cheap labor, If a owner could pick between paying Joe $20/hr to do construction and pay Jose$10 bucks an hour, well guess whose getting the job. The problem isn’t that Illegal are getting jobs that no one wants, its that they’re getting jobs that you might want. I don’t hear anyone complaining about a shortage of jobs to clean toilets!! Right now its costing American 1/3 of what it will cost once the Immigration bill passes. Tamper-proof identification, increased border agents, and temporary work programs. Who do you think is going to pay for that? I never had a problem with Illegal Immigration until Sept 11, 2001 and those immigrants came in legally. The worst thing Jose ever did to me was not picking enough apples.

Did I listen to pop music because I was depressed or was I depressed because I listened to pop music?

I’m not depressed but I am totally exhausted from a day of doing nothing yesterday! This Monday was rough, I had the hardest time getting out of bed to go to work…it almost felt like a bad case of the Monday’s was brewing for me..however its 4p in the afternoon and I’ll be outta here in an hour or so…I’m soooooo looking forward to tonight’s Season Finale of Grey’s Anatomy…izze you are sooo dumb!

New Music

I'm trying a new host for my mp3's so hence a larger collection of music for your hearing pleasure..12 songs..have a great week..

crap, crap, and crap

I had saved my rough draft to this foremention this thing of a blog, now i come to find out that its not here!! I had some primo rad stuff!!! Argh!!!!! hahaha..thats a bit too much..anyways does anyone think that Wilmer Valderamma should take some language classes? You're on t.v playing a character that has a funny accent the only thing is that you really do have a funny accent. Then he's all on Yo Mamma making fun of people..i'd be offended wilmer if i understood what just came out of your mouth son! Then he creeps up in his black cadiallac that i saw on cribs, that mess was like 1 1/2 ago, i thought you were the man, i guess he needs that 70s show money. Ok enough about wilmer..I was just on Kristen Schmid's myspace page and i was digging her profile song that i had to download it..Citzen's Cope- Sideways.. man thats good tunes..
will i go and ask kristen to be my friend on myspace..hmmm..hmmm..i don't know..

Sorry i got sidetracked- i went to dinner and a movie..the dinner was more expensive than the movie cuz i went to the dolla theatre, holla! I can't complain about the movie because it was it only a dolla! anyways have great mother's day..don't forget to call or send flowers..since i'm a good son i'll do both..
lata.

One more thing...

Omg (oh my goodness-I’m trying to cut down on swearing)

I’ve had blog block, I’ve had these short ideas/topic that I’ve been thinking about writing but when it comes time to put it together I get absolute crap. So what do I do, I list all those ideas/topic that I’ve been thinking about.

~I’ve been thinking to myself lately that I should make a dvd of all the funniest parts of movies that I love so that when ever I’m really sad, bored, or in need of laugh I can just watch all these clips without having to see the whole movie.

~Friends can sometimes become family, I’m grateful for having the friends that I have and remorseful for those that I’ve lost along the way.

~Regret can be haunting, it can creep on you at any time of the day and it knows no bound. I will sometimes wake up in the middle of night discouraged because of my own personal regrets.

~Money can break lives as fast as it can put them back together.

~ If I could have one wish it would be that my parents never would of gotten divorced, that single event changed my life forever.

~Sometimes its nice to have life be as simple as corn flakes, no twist, no turns, no unexpected raisins to throw you off your course. I could spice up my own life just like I could with corn flakes..add some bananas, cherries…etc..etc..( I don’t know where I was going with this?)

~I noticed that I’m incapable of doing 3 things at a time. I get easily distracted. I started writing this at 11:21, the present time is now 2:27p!!!

~I read Erin’s blog everyday because I’m hoping for a funny Mikael story, I read Jessica’s blog for a ridiculous statement, I read Mandy’s blog for some quizzical humor/knowledge or an opportunity to disagree with her. I read Kendra’s blog for a crazy occurrence and the pictures. I read many other blog’s but I won’t tell you which ones, I can’t incriminate myself!

I had nothing to write so I wrote about everything…see how none of these things were worthy of a singular entry!

16 days till Toronto…

Must change music…

Da Vinci

I have a guilty pleasure..I enjoy playing riddle games and puzzles..I've been playing Google's Da Vinci Code game for the past couple of days..Its based on the book and it takes you through challenges and riddles. You can add it to your Google Homepage and play it from there! Well the weekend is finally here (see Wednesday's post) and I'm exhausted. I gave blood yesterday because I wanted the $10 Publix gift-card. I know that's not a good reason to give blood but we all have our motives, let this be mine. The nurse tech that assisted me was this burly man with a thick accent. I had to decipher what he was talking about when he was asking me questions. Luckily I went to Andrews University for 4 yrs and was able to pick up on his island accent. He was a cool cat, I don't remember his name but he took life from me to help others in need. I know how noble of me but remember I did it for food. Which brings me to my next question, I think I read somewhere that we have 10 pints of blood in us.. I mean that's a lot of blood but when you put in a bag, it doesn't look like that much..granted I don't want to ever really see how much 10 pints is..because I think I would pass out! ok well I'm off..I'm make sure to at least change the music on here for those that like listening to my blog for my music..

adieu..

Tonight..

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/05/04/fashion/thursdaystyles/04SKINNY.html?_r=1&8dpc&oref=slogin

Thats right from the get go, a link. I think it was written so well that i would rather you read his then my take on "skinny Jeans". I must apologize to Mish for writing about fashion on Thursday's. Thats really her thing..i just came across the article today.

I was thinking today about crazy movie facts- did you know that Vendetta is only said once in V for Vendetta?

I can name two movies that Lester has been the name of the main or pseudo main character- American Beauty and Almost famous, ironically they both had the same initials, (LB for Lester Bangs and Lester Burnham!?).

Women spitting is still not attractive, as i was walking back from the cafeteria this young lady just spat on the sidewalk? Gross..i don't like my ladies spitting in public.

I feel naked when i don't have my cell phone..i don't know what to do..i forgot today at home and i think i might want to drive back to get it..

wearing black on a hot day is a bad idea.

I like to look at pictures, thats really the only reason i like myspace...what ever happen to friendster?

and finally...Dave thinks that Sophia Bush and Holly sound alike..he might be right but i still think Holly is hotter!

Talk about late responses.

~So today while I was at my mindless job I got a call from my employer, though technically they’re not, about a position I applied for back in January! Its now May. WTF!! I wanted to yell at the person on the other line but I didn’t because it may or may have not been her fault for the tardy response, whatever I’m done with them.

~Moving on, I’ve been getting an itch to go out west for a vacation of sorts but I’m afraid if I venture out there I might not want to come back. I know Florida is great and all but I remember the bay area around this time and its da bomb yo! So we’ll see…

~How the hell is it only Wednesday!! What the hell, I feel like if close my eyes right now I might not get up till Sunday morning! This has been the longest week and its not freaking over.

~A possible advertising in my head
There’s something I want to talk about that many of you might do and perhaps never think about?! You’re probably thinking, what is he talking about? He doesn’t know what I do or does he? Yes friends and its sweeping across everyone’s lives, I’m not talking about drinking, smoking, drugs, or even premarital sex. I’m talking about swearing, studies have shown that 100% of adults ranging from 21-30 swear everyday (actually I made that up but I’m sure its at least 75%-oh that’s a lie too!) swearing is taking over at the dinner table, the living room, basketball courts, its at the beach, its on the golf course..Friends it’s every where. If someone where to sit outside my room they would think me and GD had an open form of communication the way I keeping talking to him (I really hate saying that word but it comes out so easily!). What I’m trying to say is that swearing might one day come back to bite you in the butt (I used an alternative word other using the more explicit word) but there isn’t a need to worry. I’ve set up a hotline for those seeking help or just wanting to talk, 1800-463-877953 (gofurself). A friendly, understanding robot is waiting to not listen, he’ll ignore you, ask you ridiculous questions, and from time to time he might even swear at you, by the time you’re done with the call if you haven’t cussed out our robot so bad that you never want to swear again, we’ll tell you to gofurself (that usually does the trick).

This promo was brought to you by The GOFURSELF Foundation, making swearing a thing of the F$*& Past, Bitch!

~its only Wednesday!

Friday Night delight

Here is Dave looking at the camera and not blinking!

So I'm not sure if any of you( when I mean you I mean everyone outside of Orlando) play games on Friday/Saturday night. Games such as Uno, not my favorite, Phase 1000 but that what it feels like by the time the end of night rolls in, then there's Trivial pursuit which for some reason seems to be the measure stick for intelligence within this group (my group) of friends. I the look of surprise is un measurable when someone gets a answer that no on thought could be answered. You know its actually funny because I think everyone thinks that everyone is dumb or maybe just me.. I tend to roll my eyes at this notion..As Royce would say "You don't know everything about everyone, Geez!" Royce keeps real, sometime even more so than me. That's why he's da $hit...Anyways, I'm sure Friday nights aren't that much different than your Friday nights with the exception of the table of insults as I've lovingly name it. The table of insults is where we play our games and simultaneously rip(make fun of) on each other. Its like Yo momma but without the Momma jokes and the annoying fez trying to be funny.... I don't how it started and why it hasn't ended but it keeps on going. No subject is off limits, seeing how everyone knows each or at least knows enough to get someone rillled up. Its actually alot of fun, if you can't make fun of yourself why not get help from those who do it every time you leave the room. Out town friends seem surprised how brutal it can be sometimes.... But no one ever leaves Crying, well at least not visibly crying.

Oh side note, since this blog underlying theme is noticing, yesterday as we where doing our monday rituals, bowling, i noticed that when justin left-he left this morning, i would be transcended into the 3rd,5th, and sometimes 7th wheel!! Ain't that a bitch, i've had a girlfriend longer than all of them and still do but yet i'm the one left feeling like a chump.

Preggers

Though I am a male and I will never ever experience a pregnancy I can say that pregnant women are really over the top. I would say that its the equivalent of your girlfriend on her period for 9 months. Crazy crap starts happening for no rhyme or reason. One minute she'll be happy and loving by the end of this sentence she'll be ready to kick you in the balls and run away. I have a co-worker who for all intended purposes will remain nameless*don't get pregnant women mad!*
she has a very funny demeanor to her, she tells jokes, kids around, bosses you around, and other miscellaneous things that drive people crazy. She can get away with it because well she's pregnant. I wish I could remember how many times the ladies here at work say "oh yeah I remember when I was pregnant I went through the same thing!" the yelling, irrational emotional rollercoaster, and the badgering of loved one's- as if bitchy is key part of a pregnancy. I don't know what to expect when me and my wife (that's gonna be you baby) start having children. Holly is already pretty mean, will she act the opposite? I hope so!! Anyways, I never been more happy to be a man than am I now. My co worker had to stay home today because she no longer has ankles, she has cankles (Webster urban vernacular states that cankles is when your leg and ankles are the same, no significant difference from you leg and ankle, hence the word cankles!) slightly elevated blood pressure, and a possibility of some temporary diabetes! Damn, all this to have a kid, no wonder my mom acts if she owns me, she went through hell just to have me! I guess there are some cool things that come from having a baby, like another person to take out the trash and mowing the lawn, and feeding and clothing them till there oh i don't know 21! Oh theres also higher insurance rates, sleepless nights, as well as their first ethnic boyfriend (that one was for all my white friends, hahaha). I guess those are good reason to have or not have children, I myself am looking forward to the cool henna drawings that I get to draw on Holly's tummy!

~pic note, notice how there's hair coming out of from under the tummy...There's no more time to take care of that..oh man..oh man..

add some tunes to my blog...

I figured that i should start using my useless knowledge of html and start adding some spice to my page...

so fresh and so clean clean..

La nuvola

La nuvola
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Esta tarde cuando estaba perdiendo la tarde por la computadora encontre esta foto. Es una foto hermosa, me recuerdo de un sueno que tuve cuando era un nene. Era un dia sin ruido, sin lluvia,y sin calor. No habia nadie mas que yo, caminaba sobre el banco del lago, con la montaña detrás de mi como que fuera una pared. Me acuerdo de es sueno porque en ese momemento mi idea de paraíso estaba cercar de mi realidad. Cuando miro esta foto, me da ganas de dormir, casi siento la brisa, la calintura del sol sobre mi piel..que rico! Disculpe, pero tengo un sita con un sueño.

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So today was the IOA 5k run, i mean thats not really a big deal for those that run and love to run. I don't like running in fact i hate running but i figured we all have to do things we don't like from time to time. I ventured into this with a open mind, ok, actually i was a bit apprenhensive about it. I'm out of shape and that is very un nerving. So you're probably wondering about my time, well i ran a 36:00 flat. I would like to point out that i didn't train for this little 5k run so who knows what i would of been able to do?! Blah, Blah..i had to run and stop, run and stop, i got a bad case of shin splints, oh my dear lord do i get them bad. I almost gave up on the last mile because i figured it didn't matter, i was in some pain and then my pride took a hit..I overheard a woman encouraging her husband to keep on going...as she passed me she looked back to see if her husband was behind her..he was, he was running on crutches and he had one leg! One freaking leg and he was passing me..Hell no he wasn't, any energy i had was conjured up right then and now..I ran as hard as i could...for pride and to get out of the ghetto. Damn, OBT is just ghetto.
anyways i don't know if i'll keep up the running but i do need to do something to get back to the o'l les..

And the winner is...

I love when a group of people get together and decide to call people out..like The Boston Phoenix compiled a list of the least unsexy men of the year award. No I was not nominated! I was surprised to find out that a Duck won, well at least the man behind the voice of the duck (AFLAC commercials people!) Gilbert Gottfried. I have to say I sometimes laugh at his jokes; he doesn't really come off as being he most of anything other than annoying. The rest of the list is full of ugly athletes, boring T.V host, and a back stabbing lying stud (i.e) Brad Pitt. I guess that whole Jolie & Anniston mess didn't go over too well in Boston. I think I should come up with awards for most_ something. I would nominate people I knew. For instance most ridiculous statements made would go to J.Colon. Most outrageous bodily noises would have to go Justin, though colon can probably argue this one as well. Most insanely random arguments, well that would have to go to Holly, sorry babe you like to pick fights with me at odd times and places. Quiet person award would go to Dave, unless we're playing Golf. Most aggressive person while playing sports, sorry bakes you get this one. The unnecessary fashion tip award goes to Michele...I hate to say it but America isn't too keen about fashion, we tend to associate fashion with how uncomfortable we have to feel and for how long, though I will be purchasing a white suit soon...
Most jobs by a married couple, The Hay's. Three jobs..geez.

And the last award is for Most useless blog:???????????????????????????????????
atable41please! WTF!

Happy Hump Day bitches.

And then you go ahead and redeem yourself

The prospects of Holly coming back are looking more promising then ever. She actually got all her paperwork done and paid the lawyers, so basically now we wait. I say we, because this effects me as much as her. Though my interest in the outcome aren't financial I would say my emotional durability out price the mere notion of money. Its really interesting how much you can care for someone. I mean if you read my previous blog you could sense that there was remorse and genuine feelings. I think its so amazing that strangers can become inseparable if given the right amount of time to get to know each other. I always like to point out to holly how I remember things about her before we got together. Reminiscing is so much fun...I mean its actually crazy that I met holly while I was visiting my girlfriend at the time in Toronto like 7 years ago...then a couple of years later (2) I remember flirting with holly down in the student activities center, I remember saying to her that I was Lester and not her boyfriend at the time who everyone thinks we look alike but we freaking don't (I'm like 5 inches taller than him!!)...In a thousand years I would of never imagined that I would love someone like I love Holly. I think its just soo awesome that I can meet someone that puts up with my antics and can still say I love you les at the end of the night. I have the best woman in my life, though others will and might say otherwise..in the end its really about me and her, isn't it. I usually don't get too excited about things since the thought of disappointment always looms over me, but I can't stop smiling about being with Holly till I'm really old, sitting on our porch reminiscing about how our story started.

"Tonight, you arrested my mind
When you came to my defense
With a knife In the shape of your mouth
In the form of your body
With the wrath of a god
Oh, you stood by me"

Repost

As you're leaving, the stone cold harden truth hits me like a fool. The realization of my faults falls heavy on my soul. With the lights out and the tears dry, my emotions have gone array, doesn't seem right to be here, as your almost gone. Turn around, you crippled heart, i've done nothing but do you harm. Creeping up like a thief, i'm guilty of stealing time and perhaps even love. Can't seem to look you in the eye, can't deny what i know what was a lie. As your leaving through the door had a feeling but its not there anymore, wanna tell you i was wrong but its too late for amor.Now we're strangers in a crowd,with forced cold "hey's" as we pass. Wouldn't know that you could laugh,I wouldn't know you if you could smile. Here I go on this unlucky path,tryin to look through you in the past. You linger on my mind, cuz you got that thing that makes you last.A change comes on my eyes and can't seem to mumble my goodbyes. Now that i'm dreamin once again, staring at the walls tryin to filter the outer calls. The dumbing of love that brings you down to the simplest form of being, a crazy man.Will it matter, I don't know. What a waste with nothing to show, better stop now cuz if i don't i might just hear you say "go"!

Thing should happen naturally...

I usually don't like talking about personal things on here too often, I don't know something about faceless IP address reading my soul is very un nerving. I've spoken about my frustrations with my lack of career, as well as random observations and sometimes ( I at least feel) honest tribulations with the opposite sex. You know its very surprising how well I've been able to maintain my sanity when my life become chaotic sometimes very wishy washy, my life not me mind you, seem to take very obscure turns into situations that I can't seem to understand. I suppose I could be a person that a cause & effect hypothesis could really be tested on. Choices, so many choices, I sometimes feel that having a choice complicates our lives. Perhaps its just me but when I'm presented with alternatives I start to get crazy..that whole "is this the right decision" mind set creeps in. I suppose I'm more in favor of natural progression but I'm more patient than most which could be why I usually get treated like shit..I tend to think things will eventually get better, they usually don't. Which brings me back to choices...when will I be content with the life I have??? perhaps never, there's something to be said about being ignorant, you're never aware of your short comings. I sometimes feel embarrassed when I start thinking about what others might say about me, not necessarily because its true but because they can say it ( I would expand this more but I think I'd get too sad).
I think the 5th grade did me in...

Eventually

Recently a friend directed me to someone's entry, it wasn't a blog persay but it was more of an open poem to this other person's heart. Well at least that what i thought other people might think. Which got me thinking, what would people think if i wrote such a poem???

I have to say that i have written crap from time to time, once in a while i write a decent one..

Take a deep breath and slowly let go, today was nothing more but a glimpse of what
tomorrow might bring. Smile away the hurt and feel that inner discomfort wash
away.I laugh to hide my pain, I swear to fight off
disappointment. There's no one left to trust. My life has been under
scrutiny with no end in sight. Pass a bottle of good memories, perhaps
i'll find answers within the pleasurable contents.
Lost love, broken promises, and uncertain futures. They cling to me
like scars that will won't heal, bleeding from recurrences that are
bound to resurface, a pain that will never subside. How do you go on
when whats ahead is something that just leaves you empty...I can't
explain it but i don't know what to feel when i see her. Anger perhaps
but more frustration. The smugness in her face, the absolute bullshit
that comes out of her mouth. The chaos that she makes me
go through! I hate that i want to see her, I hate the fact that my
life has been turned into its present state. I've got to get it
together!
Just a couple of months and she'll be but a memory, A memory of love
never really realized.

Ok, i should of won like the saddest poem award for that one..where's my money!!!

Its been a long time..

Well it seems like ages since I last wrote a meaningful entry..well some of you might actually say that I've never written a meaningful entry; my question to you would be "why do you still check my blog then?" Sorry, I don't know why I'm being so confrontational, I'm usually really easy going! I guess I've just been really getting bent out of shape for no good reason. I need to get all this aggression out now before I blow a gasket (don't ask why, really don't ask why)

where the hell did this weekend go..I played golf twice and I hated it..I mean I hate sucking at stuff and golf doesn't help..I have to say that its really a yuppie sport that cost way too much money to play?!

So in other news I'm glad to see that the United States is trying to make it harder for immigrants to come to this country, as if it wasn't hard enough now. Sorry holly, I think Uncle Sam playing hard to get.

Observation of the weekend...It sucks not being with the one you love..I don't like having to remember the last time I went out on a date with my lady, that should never happen.

I need to buy a car..but I don't want to get a car that will leave me on the side of the road and I don't want to buy a car that will cause me to obtain another job..though perhaps that wouldn't be soo bad.. I'm exhausted so I'm going to bed..

Oh more thing. What president served two different terms (i.e. Not consecutive terms)

Dang HOmey, back in school you were the man homey...

I don't know why I have 50cent on the brain...Anyways this weekend has come and gone. Michele was here for the week and it was nice hangin with her and catching up. Its nice to see people from you past, it helps you appreciate your future to know where you've come.

So didn't do much yesterday, you know watched a movie, ate a little bit of food, played a some basketball for 3 hours, did a little a halo2, and took a 2 hour nap! oh and I woke up thinking that it was an hour earlier than it really was. Yikes. I have a bad case of the Mondays. I don't know why but I just really do!

oh I have this new fascination with models, specifically models on the MTv show, 8th & Ocean. There's this one girl on there that looks like she doesn't belong. Its like that sesame street game that went "one of the these girls doesn't belong, can you pick out..Etc.." you get the idea.

anyways this is a blah entry...Its like an April fools joke gone array.

Its not that funny and really not necessary.

thought of the day. What if our everyday life was like a reality game show ( amazing race or survivor?) would you be able to play the game..Its just a thought.