blkdragon

grounded
2005-07-30 15:50:47 (UTC)

Such is life.........

On the job at my regular time(yesterday), spent all day on
a job and didn’t save a thing, we’ll get back to it on
Monday. Kenny rode his Harley to work, it’s quite
beautiful, he asked if I sat on it and I told him no; he
said I should have. I got on the bike on my way out, it
felt good, we talked about riding/driving in this country
and how beautiful the landscapes are, he told me I’d be
surprised and that he wanted to show me a few places he
thought I’d find amazingly beautiful.
I stopped at the park to read for a couple of hours, was
scanned by a couple of gay men, didn’t feed into the
attention and eventually they went away; I’d set an alarm
to finish with the book and had planned to start writing
immediately upon my arrival at home. I got online,
restructured the photos that cycle on my screen, made new
collections and deleted collections; by the time I finished
with that a few hours had passed. I fixed something to eat,
waffles, since I’d broken my bottle of syrup (yesterday
morning) and couldn’t really eat my breakfast; I tried but
the butter made it too salty. I ran the movie Constantine,
Jim (a co-worker) made an observation that I’d missed and I
had to check for myself, I then ran the last segment
of “The Return of the King”; fell asleep and found upon
awakening that I was dog-tired. I decided to call it a
night at 10:30, hadn’t gone to bed that early in I don’t
know how long. I was disturbed by screaming and yelling,
got out of bed to see what the disturbance was, just some
hood shit and returned to bed. I reawakened at 6am this
morning, puttered with some plants and laundry, now I’m
sitting down for breakfast, I’ll run “The Return. . .”
again; then decide on the course for the rest of the day. I
was kinda planning to wash my car, haven’t done that in
weeks. I’ll come back in and get to work on “Been Tagged”,
everyone that reads it is enjoying it, serious motivation.
Got a call from Louisa, she’d come to Albany to get her
Son, while in the apartment; thieves entered through a
window near the kitchen. I believe She and her Son were
downstairs, I didn’t get the full story and I probably
won’t. Louisa believes her Son was set up by some girl,
she says she can’t deal with the girl because of her age,
as though she’d consider a physical response? Louisa’s
planning to come here and gather her things and return to
Brooklyn, it seems that the thieves took what they missed
the first time, she says adults were involved in the second
invasion into her home. Louisa never should’ve left her Son
to fend for himself here, he’s not grown and doesn’t have
the faculties necessary to live on his own. I’m reasonably
sure that he created the situation she’s finding herself
reeling from, it also seems that the guys that were in the
house when I went to beef security are involved. It also
seems apparent that the intruders knew about the kitchen
windows being screwed shut and they’d only be able to get
that knowledge from the guys that were there when I did
that. Too much conjecture is possible, concerning the
multiple break-ins. Lenny’s friends all knew about him
being home alone, I’m also sure that he told others,
thereby putting himself and his Family’s personal assets on
the market.
Louisa had told me that her Son was not capable of certain
things, with that knowledge, she should never have allowed
him to be alone in that apartment for the last 4 months;
I’m sure it was party central and anyone/everyone had the
ability to case the joint. Louisa’s poor judgement was
critical to the events that’ve transpired, she put her son
in a position that he could ill afford, sure it made him
feel like a man; but he is not a man. A man understands his
responsibilities, puts the security of his Family above all
and never shits where he sleeps. Now Louisa has to rent a
truck to transport all her belongings down to the city, she
has to keep her Son with her (which is what should have
been from the start) and terminate her lease and
employment.
It doesn’t seem as though I’ll be seeing her again after
today, unless she decides to come visit me for a while, I
don’t see that happening either; we’re not that close! I’ll
be assisting with the removal today. She called me back to
ask how I’m doing, called me “honey”, not sure why she does
that; I’m only in her life when she needs me and that’s
fine with me. This entire affair is part of the reason that
she and I couldn’t relate on an intimate level, she gives
her Son far too much leeway to make the kind of mistakes
that could be fatal. When a child shows itself capable of
higher degrees of thought and action, you give that child
more responsibility and trust, not before! Louisa also
warned me that she's much smaller than before, that was
pretty much self explanatory for a person that had been in
a coma, for a person that doesn't eat well; if at all!
Everyone is self-conscious, I try not to feed into it, sure
I'm conscious of the way that I appear to everyone; I try
not to allow it to dictate my actions and I don't succeed
as much as I'd like to!





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