blkdragon

grounded
2012-01-14 19:34:57 (UTC)

Too much for a title

01/01/12--03:37:55 PM Went to Yungin's for dinner, such a goof, he didn't bother to see that the shrimp he was preparing was already cooked; he also didn't bother to defrost it earlier in the day. He prepared wheat Angelhair Pasta, enough for four, must say the meal was delicious; even if he gave me more than I'd ever set out for myself and I ate it all. I walked to his new apartment, the night was almost balmy and I was listening to one of my remixes that I allowed to continue to repeat, I all but danced all the way there. I expected trouble last night, if I were to be assaulted, I needed to be within arms reach of my assailant; my weapon of choice would be a writing pen. I left the apartment and found Karen sitting outside, I was pleased and waved to her in passing, she probably wondered why I seemed to be in high spirits and I myself wasn't sure. I'd notice that most people seem to eat without tasting their food, they seem to merely be shoveling into their mouths, I commented to Yungin that he keeps his face over his plate because he knows he'll be overshooting his mark; we had a breakfast of McDonald's. Yungin ordered a meal and a side (Big Mac and nuggets), I ordered from the dollar menu (2McChickens-med fries), he would comment on how slowly I ate; how the McChicken looked tasty and that he thought about ordering one. He would actually go inside to get an order of McChicken, he asked if I savored every morsel of the french fry I was eating and I told him that I was, I certainly see why some guys are meant for grunt work and others for command; while at his apartment I would show him different ways to increase the space he seemed not to have. I spent the better part of the day editing my current playlist, I was hoping to begin redoing some of the tracks, so far anything done in or before October should be revamped. Another late night, 2am!
01/02/12--03:40:10 PM Yungin seems to be self-conscious about his weight, yet all he does is talk about it, like most people; I realized (while in the military) that the discipline you get in basic training is generally left there. The things you do while in training are necessary to complete that training, after that you do what you please, Yungin seems to have no restrictions, except egg yolks; why worry about cholesterol when you don't exercise at all. I had him stop by on his way home yesterday, he seemed to have placed his wireless controller in with the stuff he brought to me, we've both been keeping late hours; his are due to game play and I know how that works. I once played a game for 14hrs, simulated reality is not a substitute for the real thing, Yungin suggests misplacing his aggression in game time; I'm of the opinion that this aggression has already begun to leak into real time. We were stuck at a red light, after doing McDonald's, I told him that the light was taking so long because the Fire Department is synchronized with them; he decided to run the light. I told him that he wouldn't be able to explain his actions if he'd gotten stopped by the police, he said that doesn't happen anywhere but Schenectady, I don't believe that scenario is indicative of this area; I think it's unified for reasons of safety. He would mention someone being interested in “Solangel's” crib, he already knows the he should sell it if he gets the chance, I'm not in any shape to fork over $400 to him; especially at $20per week. I'd hate to begin a contract to find that I can't complete it, were it a business entity, it would be different; not with a person. He should have sent the crib to Isis, whether or not they get back together, he did buy the thing for his Daughter; (if nothing else) it might have repaired some of the rift between them. My boy may be in more trouble than he can assume, she will try to paint him as an unfit guardian, how he related harshly to her Son; I was witness to that and I won't lie for him. Isis may not know my full name, she probably still has my phone number, any lawyer could find me based on that alone; the bottom line is the fact that she knew she'd be dealing with a combat veteran and violence is their primary way of life. Not looking forward to returning to work, was surprised by text from Walter on New Year's Day, just after midnight; responded thanking him. Recently Walter had an argument with Markel, apparently it was enough to merit authoritative intercession, they would find themselves in Brian's office; wondering how I'd missed it when I was working the machine beside Markel? I really need to get some food in me, it's after 5pm and the only thing I've had is a few handful's of chocolate, coffee and a cookie. I actually began doing my abdominal(50) butterflies and push(30) ups yesterday, up to two sets of each, on my way to do a third and I'll do this at least every other day; if not more; maintaining my weight at 140-145 and this ensures muscular definition. I don't make a habit of calling Pretty, I got to a point where I was sending multiple texts each day, doing none of those things now; don't know where I am with her in my heart and not willing to give it any thought at the moment. I'm actually considering changes in my diary online because of her, I have very little problem streamlining my life, I'm in a constant state of recycling.
01/08/12--10:03:10 AM Made it to the rink earlier than normal, made Granoconut Dandies and brought a few to share with Roberto & Emilia, Emilia had brought me roller skating movies and sent a link to a company for possible employment. 4Fun Entertainment specializes in skating events and apparently enjoys a thriving enterprise, spanning several states, I'll be applying this week; Emilia mentioned the possibility of doing something that you love and getting paid for it. Emilia is always quick to grab and hold my hand, she and Roberto are part of a ski patrol and do that every Tuesday, she wants me to ski. Emilia also mentioned how insecure Roberto is, that he worries she'll leave him, they've been together 12 years and she's told me that he's the foundation that supports her; she's never planning to leave him. I sometimes think of these two and begin grinning my ass off, Emilia has only been skating for 3 months, I remember when she was too scared to leave the safety of the wall rail. I'd notice a young woman watching me, when our eyes connected, she smiled; I returned her smile and thought it was rather inviting. The woman looked familiar, I'd recall seeing her quite some time ago, found myself looking for her and having difficulty; she would come closer to me and I'd ask if the young boy running around was hers? The woman told me the boy was her son, “He's a runner,” she said; she made a point to hurry away from me. I'd notice she stayed close enough to keep her eye on me, but far enough away to discourage me from approaching, I chose to keep the distance she placed between us; I would leave the rink without giving her a second thought. I must say I found her attractive as hell, she's a tiny thing, one of her Parents must be white; perhaps she'll attend more often? Then there's the Master's Degree recipient from the Dominican Republic, I would see some of her Brother's friends last night, I saw her night before last. I can't remember the young woman's name, I mentioned her to Adam and thought I should introduce the two of them, she makes a point to stay close to me when she sees me. The Roller Derby Queen would notice me talking with the Master's recipient and Emilia, the Queen's girlfriend would also notice I care nothing for them and have no problem relating to white women, that isn't the issue between us. The Queen's friend once stopped in front of me, seeming to orchestrate an accident to get to know someone; why not just come over and say hello; must say it pissed me off and I'd cast sidelong glances to let them know I was bothered. To run the risk of getting hurt, or hurting someone to get to know them better borders on insane, I really don't want to know anyone that employs such disturbing logic. I feel sorry for the Queen's Daughter, to have her see the selfish lengths her Mother and friends go to, to also see the love/hate relationship they have with men and black men in particular; the Daughter is mulatto. The Daughter has to listen to their tirades about me, knowing how much they want to know me, being angry that I don't care to know them; that I make it my business to keep my distance. Yungin had to come give me a jump start, (Friday night) left the radio on after being distracted by Adam, (Thursday) he was stumbling down the hill as I parked the car; he was quite drunk. He stopped in the middle of the intersection, staring at the driver of a car waiting for the light to change, he then spotted my car and came to the passenger's window; he'd then stand in front of the entrance to the parking lot. I exited the car, preparing to hurt him if necessary, knowing how much enmity he harbors for me; he's the impetus for Karen's harassment policy towards her Sister. Adam is trying to get the estate liquidated so he can strong arm control from Karen, they'd called Paula to assume the management of the property, Paula told Karen to pay the $30k she owes her and she could do whatever she wants; suffice to say none of that will happen. Adam and Karen were hoping to reap the benefits of committed tenancy, they are of the opinion that I am the sole reason for whatever problems they have with Paula, being the initiator of the tenancy into the apartment they hoped to graduate to; one out of two isn't bad. Adam approached me Thursday night, asking if I wanted something to drink, knowing I don't imbibe alcohol; offering me the food Karen had prepared. I'd heard his friend Justin make the comment (earlier that day), “you just want to beat him up,” knowing they were discussing me; I've begun carrying a pencil if I believe there's a possibility of a problem. I have no problem filling a muhfukka full of lead, you can't be arrested for carrying a pencil, whether you conceal it or not and I make sure it's exceptionally sharp. You can stick someone almost anywhere in their neck, except near the carotid artery, which would be fatal; that literally guarantees they'd sooner than later leave you alone. If getting stuck isn't enough of a deterrent, the amount of blood they'd be leaking and the difficulty of stemming that tide would keep them otherwise occupied. Karen would come out of her cave, seeing Adam sitting in front of my stairs, she looked up and greeted me; I said hello. Karen was trying to get Adam into their space, I was also trying to get him away from my door, he seemed hell-bent on ingratiating himself; Adam isn't the type I need to befriend and Karen isn't clean enough for me to eat her food. Before the night was through Adam and Karen would be fighting, Ron and Trish were bringing some of their things into their new apartment, Trish would come upstairs when Adam and Karen began showing their respective asses; I would ask Trish and Ron to leave because the show was strictly for their benefit and no sooner than they departed the show was over for the night. Adam would hear me leave the apartment to head to the rink yesterday, he passed without glancing in my direction, knowing that I care little for him these days; hoping his snubbing would bother me in some way. Ron has asked if he could leave their keys with me when they head south this year, they want me to feed their pets in their absence, he tells me that Trish trusts me; I said I would. I meant to ask Joe how he felt about the noise Adam and Karen made, night before last, he's been very quiet of late; we don't have much to say to one another. I was surprised to see Mike at the rink last night, he said he wouldn't be there long, everyone at his house was sitting in front of the television and he didn't want to; he wanted to stand near me without moving and I'm not having that. We didn't talk much, we can talk anywhere but at the rink, if left to him; we'd spend all of the time there (motionless) in conversation. Mike doesn't skate for the enjoyment or benefits of motion, he hopes to be the focal point of everyone's attention, this is why his motions are supposed to suggest his having a good time; they are extremely exaggerated. Mike bores easily, perhaps he has an attention deficit, I could relate more to Mike if he chose to be real; if he wasn't trying to kiss my ass and make me believe what he himself doesn't believe. Mike took off his fraternity shirt, which he never does, he didn't want anyone to see that he's looking pregnant these days; I'd say he's gained weight since Thanksgiving. Mike is shorter than I and well over 200 pounds, I'd certainly have a problem with that. Had a dream of the Zimbabwean/British Actress Thandie Newton, she's almost as hot as Jada Pinkett Smith, who happens to qualify (in my book) as the sexiest woman on the planet. Can't remember what this dream was about, certainly not erotic in any way, I have lucid dreams and wondered (within the dream) why I was dreaming of this woman as I awoke. LaShun has reached out to me, said she'd been thinking of me every day for quite a while, she sent another email last night; she'll be getting a new phone soon and plans to call. I replied to LaShun with a brief synopsis of past and current events, reminding her that she owes me one of her paintings. I'm supposed to be going to Best Buy today, headphones for myself and Jeremy, also need to inquire about the wireless mp3; whether you can run two sets of headphones to the player itself? Saw a Uhaul truck outside, went to see if I could help Ron and Trish, it was only Trish and some guys helping her; I mentioned Ron and she hurried to silence me. Now wondering if Trish deals with prejudice on a regular basis, why these men wouldn't know she's “married” to a black man, if they are indeed married legally. Both, Trish and Ron have bloating, hers may be a by-product of her diabetes; his is a by-product of tv. He'd offered me a television, that also serves as a monitor, flat-screen and initially I declined; I've recently reconsidered. I'll take his offer and get rid of the compaq monitor that takes up more space than I'd like. At 1:52, missed a call from Pretty, she left an hysterical voice-mail I couldn't understand; what I did understand was her misery. I kept my distance from her for a while, knowing this day would come, wondering how I'd respond; knowing I'd not ignore her. What she doesn't seem to understand, her love for me, she understands how much she doesn't love herself and believes the only thing she can bring to me is more misery; that hasn't been true at all. I listened to her vomit her pain, she knows she will only get the truth from me, even when she refuses to give it to herself; she has loved me from the day we met and dreams of a life with me. Every man in her life is but a poor substitute, she's afraid of committing herself, when the people most important to you fail you; you can't help but continue the cycle. There is a chance to break the curse, decide to be better than anyone ever imagined you could be, decide to be more than you could ever hope, the best revenge is true happiness. Drugs, tobacco and alcohol are the crutches of the weak, those who can't accept life's bitter realities; we last spoke on the 28th of December. She was rather rude in her assumptions, said she wanted to be a free spirit and have some fun, didn't sound like she was having any earlier; she's allowed a stranger into her Daughter's home. She's worried her Husband will take their child away from her and she happens to be giving him all the ammunition he could ever need, she told me that she pulled a gun on a dope fiend; even pulled the trigger. Had the safety not been on, she'd find herself dying in prison, getting tired just thinking of the insanity she cradles like tumbleweed; she asked if she could call me later and I told her yes. I'm actually tired and heading for bed, I'm sure I won't hear the phone when it rings, even though it will be close to my head; I've always been able to shut myself down when necessary. 5 minutes after my head hits the pillow, I'm gone, even when I bring coffee to bed; which happens frequently. Be doing ab butterflies in the morning, at least 100, hopefully 60 push ups and add to them upon my return. Climbed in the window this evening, thought I locked my keys in the apartment, had them on me though; passed Adam on my way home. Adam leaves Karen to step outside, never bringing her with him, doesn't want to be seen with her and she's too needy to see that as a problem; Pretty is on the path to being a Karen. Karen picks up strays and brings them home, only to find she can't get rid of them, this is a by-product of her inability to be with herself; if you don't like you, who will?
01/09/12--11:36:30 PM My daily bath began as a method of foreplay with Melody in Washington DC, culminating in Charlotte's unforgettable experiences, now I need to immerse myself daily; aromatherapy is par for the course and I make the water hot enough for me to have to sneak up on it. My “Boy,” Jeremy presented me with a baking cookbook today, I was visibly moved; I've been working with one of the guys in his “crew,” Jordan the (bad ass muthafukka) BAMF. Jordan reminds me of the squirrel that antagonized me one day, I'd heard browling (barking growl) on my back porch, I went to investigate and found a squirrel on the railing; it looked at me and continued it's angry tirade. I was amazed and intrigued because I'd never heard squirrels do this before, as I looked at it, the squirrel began advancing on me; still “browling.” I visualize the squirrel hanging upside down on any of a number of surfaces, how incredibly fast they scamper and imagined it upon me angrily, I'd probably succeed in killing it; not without it doing extensive damage to me though. I decided to let the disturbed runt have the back porch, retreated inside and locked the back door as though it might try the knob to get at me. Kyle, one of the crew associated with Jeremy, threw balled up film at Jordan; hitting him in the face accidentally and this set Jordan off. Kyle would spend the rest of the day trying to return to Jordan's good graces, Jordan had threatened to assault Kyle and everyone with him, this included a kid named Joshua. I asked Jordan why he'd involve Joshua, he said just because, might start calling him Squirrel. Jordan had been training a guy named Pete, before I was sent to help him, his description of Pete to me was; “He's Special, he needs a helmet” and now we call Pete “Helmet.” I let Pete try my Granoconut Dandies today, he said they're addictive, mentioned being a Sous Chef at the Desmond and yet didn't know that ham is pork; yes, Pete needs a soft helmet. Pete would also tell me that one of the names people call me happens to be the “Cookie Chef.” I came home today, tired, prayed and sprawled on the daybed in the living room; I woke 2 hrs later. I began making cinnamon rolls, everything I make happens to be Jeremy's favorite, Helmet was working with another of Jeremy's crew; Stefan and he'd told Helmet about the cinnamon rolls. I'll bring a container for everyone to sample, making sure my “mens” get theirs first. I shock and surprise most in authority, they surmise me to be one dimensional, are dazzled by the unlikely characters that wish to associate and visibly enjoy my company. The BAMF said he was planning to make liquor, I have a booklet we printed at Tech Valley that explains how to make liqueurs and I'm bringing it with me in the morning. Decided to target my lower abdominal muscles with the ab butterfly, my upper abs are always visible, I want to harden the rim around my waist; this should define my obliques. Was able to calm Pretty down yesterday, she said she was calling me later, I didn't expect it; the guy she's messing with now would probably have issues with the idea of her talking to me period. Wayne is the object of her affections, even though she suggested not wanting to be in a relationship, she has no idea whom he is; except what he's told her and she ate that worm without a thought. Strays and loneliness, any port in a storm is only a truism for sailors, all that glitters only proves to be fool's gold and all fools are ultimately torn from their treasure. I think I need to put a respectable distance between Pretty and I, she suggested not dropping her damage at my door, that she didn't want to drain me or disturb my calm; I plan to make sure that doesn't happen. Lately I've been seriously disturbed by Pretty's choices, choices that seem to be devoid of concern for the only thing in life that should be her priority, Zoey; when all is said and done, they are her choices to make and I don't need to be privy to them.
01/10/12--07:07:24 PM Learned today that the 55 will not be running again, Lloyd asked how I liked it in production, I told him that I go where they send me; with the 55 permanently out of action and the K2 down, there are far too many pressman on staff. Prentiss has been with the temp agency for the last 4 months, they're waiting for Brett to return so Prentiss can run the K1 and Brett will be his 2nd, regardless of Prentiss' success; I don't wish to work with Brett and I'm sure Scott doesn't either. Stacy would discuss my situation with me, as though I value his opinion, an opinion I didn't ask for. He told me that I'm probably making more than most of the people on the floor right now, I told him that none of that matters to me, I'm of the opinion that Stacy is snitch material and I won't be having such discussions with him again. Been having fun with Stefan and Jordan, Jeff (the floor manager) has asked how I like being on the floor, told him that I didn't; production isn't what I applied for and I'm currently looking for work elsewhere. The transition to production would put me back at ground zero, proving myself, Jeff and Len are both happy with my work but that's not the point; production generates less pay than printing and I'll only stay as long as is necessary. I told Jeff that my name is on everything I touch, he liked that, he's walked past and patted me on the back; enjoying the initiative I take to assist those in need. I'm having blood work done on Friday, I was supposed to have it done last Friday, got it mixed up with the colonoscopy planned for March; I'd already had a colonoscopy done 17 years early. When I complete the blood work, my insurance carrier will pay me for being healthy, I'll also have an opportunity to earn money taking online courses through them.
01/11/12--09:48:05 PM Been too tired to do anything but pray when I get home, manned the #5 without Jordan today, Stefan was assigned to assist both; “Helmet” and I. “Helmet” talked with me at length today, telling me how much Prentiss owes him, showing me a text his Wife sent about his Daughter at the YMCA doing the doggy paddle. I brought half a dozen cinnamon rolls in today, I know that Stefan got one and I have no idea where the others went. Jeremy would tell me how much he and his girl loved the cookies, wait til they get a load of tomorrow's fortune; they're not getting chocolate chip cookies, they're getting Chocolate Screams and Nutty Sprinkles. I wanted to make Scones today, that will wait until the weekend, perhaps. Leon surprised me by handing me a $5 today, “Helmet” has gotten the owners of the company involved in his dispute with Prentiss, Tara came out to inquire; this doesn't bode well for Prentiss. Brian passes me daily, sees how easily I assimilate, how well I relate to the most unlikely characters and how much I enjoy whatever I happen to be doing at the moment. Jordan came in late, we were supposed to man the machine he and Michelle worked today, don't think he liked working with her. “Helmet” showed me text messages he sent to Prentiss, Prentiss' responses, he's expecting money tomorrow; hope he gets it. Stacy approached me today, smiling because I was smiling, he didn't attempt to rehash yesterday's unnecessary discussion; he actually wanted to come talk with me and I'm happy he didn't have the time. Stacy would tell me that he's got a new woman, how easily he's pleased. After the blood work on Friday, I'll head to the IRS to get the levy lifted and the one time waivers enacted! Watched a movie called “Enter the Void,” it happens to be the best movie I've ever seen to date, regardless of the genre; a must own. Yungin called yesterday, his company has left, after only three days; he took her to a Family party and got drunk. While drunk, Yungin told the woman he wasn't looking for a relationship, knowing that she was; he couldn't remember saying that to her either. He didn't have much good to say about “Alicia,” he did say that he needs to start looking in this city for a white girl that enjoys what he enjoys and perhaps he needs to stop having long distance relationships with women that speak Spanish. Yungin told me that Family Ct ordered Isis to make his Daughter available for him at 11am daily. Planned to take the scenic route home and stop at Love's, unfortunately he was under the weather and I opted to just go home, I need to get something inside me and head to bed.
01/13/12--03:13:22 PM Worked with an older woman named Patty yesterday, I've printed the job she was running when I was on a press, she showed me what I was to do; I'd get it wrong for the first few boxes and she got very angry. The job had a spec for stapling to the cardboard, she didn't mention the spec, any wonder how the problem occurred; Lenny and Jeff would come to check and Lenny reminded everyone that I was a virgin on that particular job. Lenny let the boxes go, Jeff would show me exactly how the staples were to be placed, Patty and I didn't have another problem for the day; by days end she'd share her history with me. One thing Patty didn't mention was her ex-Husband, I noticed she wasn't wearing a ring either, Patty does wear dentures and happens to be in the kind of shape I wouldn't scoff at nude. Stacy would come to the machine, putting on his nickle drama, he addressed me as though I answer to him; he was summarily ignored. He then stepped to Patty and began his rap, she immediately removed the wind from his sail and would tell me later that Stacy has been doing that to her for years; that he's too dense to get the point. Patty suggested that Stacy doesn't have a icicle's chance on the sun, she'd go so far as to direct him to Michelle, Michelle could be a contestant on “The Biggest Loser.” I'd seen Patty working with a guy named Sean, yesterday, I don't recall seeing any palettes being removed from the machine; she and I completed 4 palettes of 21 boxes. “Helmet” would come to show me the money Prentiss brought him that morning, I brought baked goods for my “boys;” Jeremy/Stefan/Jordan. I would check on Jeremy later, he had eaten the “Screams” I made for him to take to his girl and all of them would comment on the cinnamon rolls; got to make a bunch of them this weekend and add a new twist to them. When I approached Jeremy about the “Screams,” he said they were too good to bring home, he'd already finished them; he brought his girl the cookies I made for him. Even the BAMF mentioned how much he likes the rolls, Patty would tell me she's having a house built, that she lives on top of a mountain; on a lake. Patty would also tell me about her children, her Parents, Siblings and we'd share general conversation. Markel would walk past me a couple of times, I have nothing to say to him, he kept a hood on his head, he wanted someone to question him about it so he could point out those white men that do it; like the BAMF. Paula called to get the rent, not going to be able to pay her for the next two weeks, the levy and garnish on my pay makes what I earn on the property necessary. Paula's boyfriend knows I'd considered filing a Chapter7, neither of them are aware I'm seriously considering a relocation, it's finally snowed; I didn't skate last night because I was removing snow. I'd parked the car and headed towards my apartment, I noticed Ron heading towards me with a young Sistah that didn't appear to be his relative, he appeared nervous; he said hello and asked if he could stop by later. I told Ron I'd be busy later, I needed to get started on removing the snow we should have seen months ago; I headed for the gas station and he and the girl were also headed that way. I was well into the snow blower when Ron returned, he stopped and looked at me, he wanted to chat; regardless of the fact that I was working. What Ron really wanted to do was find out if I planned to mention this scene to his Wife, he began explaining why I was seeing the girl coming out of the new apartment he shares with his Wife, the mere fact he felt a need to explain himself suggests his guilt; couple that with the fact that he didn't bother to introduce us. Adam would come out, as I finished, asking what I was doing; he really wanted me to know that he'd shoveled what I saw had already been done. I told Adam that I was doing what he didn't do, being that he had no idea what needs to be done on the property when it snows, Karen told Adam to shovel to keep me from being paid; in the hopes that Adam would be paid instead. If Adam takes it upon himself to clear the front of the building, everyone will thank him, Paula will never ask him what she owes him for that because he wasn't consigned to do it. Adam would then ask if I could leave the snow blower out for him, or leave the garage door open for him and he could take care of those things in my absence; I told him there was no way either of those things would happen. I'd salted the front of the building before heading to work that morning, suffice to say there wasn't much for Adam to shovel, Paula just called and I told her when to expect her rent; she didn't bother to ask what she owed me because Adam called to tell her that he took care of the building. Adam seems to be drunk whenever I see him, Ron called to “check on me,” told me he had the day off, we're not “hangin;” I won't be spending my time with Ron or Adam because the only difference between the two of them is the color of their feathers. Headed to the IRS, after my blood work this morning, levy's still in place because my debt hasn't been satisfied; couldn't file my taxes because the computer was down. I might actually use Turbo Tax at the library tomorrow and file my taxes on my own. I'm heading for the rink, after soaking and praying, I'll bring Emilia and Roberto whats left of the Dandies, I'll let Roberto know that I'm researching the Kimmelwelk rolls. Haven't heard from Pretty, not a bad thing, getting emails from LaShun, she apparently has videos on YouTube that she wants me to check out; she's accompanying her fiance. She also wants me to send her the videos of me skating, I haven't answered her mail yet, take care of that tomorrow; glad she's in a better place than when last we touched. Decided to call Lynne, wished her a Happy Birthday, we were on the phone for 2 hours; considering we haven't talked in the last year, that wasn't bad.
01/14/12--01:04:57 AM Skated last night, Matthew/Adam/Willie also skated, Emilia& Roberto came with a Niece; the Master's recipient came with her entourage. I'd learn the Master's name is Ruth, who names their child Ruth, a Mother using the Bible for names and it seems to fit her, I'd introduce her to Adam and it seemed she really wanted to talk with me. Adam is expecting the return of the woman he introduced me to, he's bathing her, we discussed that and where he could get a bath pillow; he's marinating Salmon with Teriyaki. I saw Adam doing different stuff tonight, a kid would ask how much he benches, he told the boy that he only does push ups; I'll have to start doing more of them. I'd learn that Ruth and I share more than a little bit in common, especially our love of coffee and the fact that we can take a cup to bed without interrupting our ability to go to sleep. She would talk about getting too serious in her friendships, how her expectations were too high, I told her that my criteria is off the chart; she said that she spends too much time disappointed. I told her that I have no expectations, I take one step at a time to determine whether someone is going to be around for a while or a moment. Ruth has a slight lisp, she's trying to skate backwards, she only has time to come on Fridays; she makes it her business to engage me in serious discussions as soon as we see one another. I think she was warning me that she's considering what we're engaging in as the beginning of a relationship, I told her that I live in Schenectady, I believe she asked and that I work in Albany; I told her that I do flexography. Last week Ruth told me that her Father is only 8 years older than I, I hadn't considered having a relationship with her, she seems to be letting me know that she's open to beginning a serious friendship. She told me that she's basically a loner, introverted in a sense01/01/12--03:37:55 PM Went to Yungin's for dinner, such a goof, he didn't bother to see that the shrimp he was preparing was already cooked; he also didn't bother to defrost it earlier in the day. He prepared wheat Angelhair Pasta, enough for four, must say the meal was delicious; even if he gave me more than I'd ever set out for myself and I ate it all. I walked to his new apartment, the night was almost balmy and I was listening to one of my remixes that I allowed to continue to repeat, I all but danced all the way there. I expected trouble last night, if I were to be assaulted, I needed to be within arms reach of my assailant; my weapon of choice would be a writing pen. I left the apartment and found Karen sitting outside, I was pleased and waved to her in passing, she probably wondered why I seemed to be in high spirits and I myself wasn't sure. I'd notice that most people seem to eat without tasting their food, they seem to merely be shoveling into their mouths, I commented to Yungin that he keeps his face over his plate because he knows he'll be overshooting his mark; we had a breakfast of McDonald's. Yungin ordered a meal and a side (Big Mac and nuggets), I ordered from the dollar menu (2McChickens-med fries), he would comment on how slowly I ate; how the McChicken looked tasty and that he thought about ordering one. He would actually go inside to get an order of McChicken, he asked if I savored every morsel of the french fry I was eating and I told him that I was, I certainly see why some guys are meant for grunt work and others for command; while at his apartment I would show him different ways to increase the space he seemed not to have. I spent the better part of the day editing my current playlist, I was hoping to begin redoing some of the tracks, so far anything done in or before October should be revamped. Another late night, 2am!
01/02/12--03:40:10 PM Yungin seems to be self-conscious about his weight, yet all he does is talk about it, like most people; I realized (while in the military) that the discipline you get in basic training is generally left there. The things you do while in training are necessary to complete that training, after that you do what you please, Yungin seems to have no restrictions, except egg yolks; why worry about cholesterol when you don't exercise at all. I had him stop by on his way home yesterday, he seemed to have placed his wireless controller in with the stuff he brought to me, we've both been keeping late hours; his are due to game play and I know how that works. I once played a game for 14hrs, simulated reality is not a substitute for the real thing, Yungin suggests misplacing his aggression in game time; I'm of the opinion that this aggression has already begun to leak into real time. We were stuck at a red light, after doing McDonald's, I told him that the light was taking so long because the Fire Department is synchronized with them; he decided to run the light. I told him that he wouldn't be able to explain his actions if he'd gotten stopped by the police, he said that doesn't happen anywhere but Schenectady, I don't believe that scenario is indicative of this area; I think it's unified for reasons of safety. He would mention someone being interested in “Solangel's” crib, he already knows the he should sell it if he gets the chance, I'm not in any shape to fork over $400 to him; especially at $20per week. I'd hate to begin a contract to find that I can't complete it, were it a business entity, it would be different; not with a person. He should have sent the crib to Isis, whether or not they get back together, he did buy the thing for his Daughter; (if nothing else) it might have repaired some of the rift between them. My boy may be in more trouble than he can assume, she will try to paint him as an unfit guardian, how he related harshly to her Son; I was witness to that and I won't lie for him. Isis may not know my full name, she probably still has my phone number, any lawyer could find me based on that alone; the bottom line is the fact that she knew she'd be dealing with a combat veteran and violence is their primary way of life. Not looking forward to returning to work, was surprised by text from Walter on New Year's Day, just after midnight; responded thanking him. Recently Walter had an argument with Markel, apparently it was enough to merit authoritative intercession, they would find themselves in Brian's office; wondering how I'd missed it when I was working the machine beside Markel? I really need to get some food in me, it's after 5pm and the only thing I've had is a few handful's of chocolate, coffee and a cookie. I actually began doing my abdominal(50) butterflies and push(30) ups yesterday, up to two sets of each, on my way to do a third and I'll do this at least every other day; if not more; maintaining my weight at 140-145 and this ensures muscular definition. I don't make a habit of calling Pretty, I got to a point where I was sending multiple texts each day, doing none of those things now; don't know where I am with her in my heart and not willing to give it any thought at the moment. I'm actually considering changes in my diary online because of her, I have very little problem streamlining my life, I'm in a constant state of recycling.
01/08/12--10:03:10 AM Made it to the rink earlier than normal, made Granoconut Dandies and brought a few to share with Roberto & Emilia, Emilia had brought me roller skating movies and sent a link to a company for possible employment. 4Fun Entertainment specializes in skating events and apparently enjoys a thriving enterprise, spanning several states, I'll be applying this week; Emilia mentioned the possibility of doing something that you love and getting paid for it. Emilia is always quick to grab and hold my hand, she and Roberto are part of a ski patrol and do that every Tuesday, she wants me to ski. Emilia also mentioned how insecure Roberto is, that he worries she'll leave him, they've been together 12 years and she's told me that he's the foundation that supports her; she's never planning to leave him. I sometimes think of these two and begin grinning my ass off, Emilia has only been skating for 3 months, I remember when she was too scared to leave the safety of the wall rail. I'd notice a young woman watching me, when our eyes connected, she smiled; I returned her smile and thought it was rather inviting. The woman looked familiar, I'd recall seeing her quite some time ago, found myself looking for her and having difficulty; she would come closer to me and I'd ask if the young boy running around was hers? The woman told me the boy was her son, “He's a runner,” she said; she made a point to hurry away from me. I'd notice she stayed close enough to keep her eye on me, but far enough away to discourage me from approaching, I chose to keep the distance she placed between us; I would leave the rink without giving her a second thought. I must say I found her attractive as hell, she's a tiny thing, one of her Parents must be white; perhaps she'll attend more often? Then there's the Master's Degree recipient from the Dominican Republic, I would see some of her Brother's friends last night, I saw her night before last. I can't remember the young woman's name, I mentioned her to Adam and thought I should introduce the two of them, she makes a point to stay close to me when she sees me. The Roller Derby Queen would notice me talking with the Master's recipient and Emilia, the Queen's girlfriend would also notice I care nothing for them and have no problem relating to white women, that isn't the issue between us. The Queen's friend once stopped in front of me, seeming to orchestrate an accident to get to know someone; why not just come over and say hello; must say it pissed me off and I'd cast sidelong glances to let them know I was bothered. To run the risk of getting hurt, or hurting someone to get to know them better borders on insane, I really don't want to know anyone that employs such disturbing logic. I feel sorry for the Queen's Daughter, to have her see the selfish lengths her Mother and friends go to, to also see the love/hate relationship they have with men and black men in particular; the Daughter is mulatto. The Daughter has to listen to their tirades about me, knowing how much they want to know me, being angry that I don't care to know them; that I make it my business to keep my distance. Yungin had to come give me a jump start, (Friday night) left the radio on after being distracted by Adam, (Thursday) he was stumbling down the hill as I parked the car; he was quite drunk. He stopped in the middle of the intersection, staring at the driver of a car waiting for the light to change, he then spotted my car and came to the passenger's window; he'd then stand in front of the entrance to the parking lot. I exited the car, preparing to hurt him if necessary, knowing how much enmity he harbors for me; he's the impetus for Karen's harassment policy towards her Sister. Adam is trying to get the estate liquidated so he can strong arm control from Karen, they'd called Paula to assume the management of the property, Paula told Karen to pay the $30k she owes her and she could do whatever she wants; suffice to say none of that will happen. Adam and Karen were hoping to reap the benefits of committed tenancy, they are of the opinion that I am the sole reason for whatever problems they have with Paula, being the initiator of the tenancy into the apartment they hoped to graduate to; one out of two isn't bad. Adam approached me Thursday night, asking if I wanted something to drink, knowing I don't imbibe alcohol; offering me the food Karen had prepared. I'd heard his friend Justin make the comment (earlier that day), “you just want to beat him up,” knowing they were discussing me; I've begun carrying a pencil if I believe there's a possibility of a problem. I have no problem filling a muhfukka full of lead, you can't be arrested for carrying a pencil, whether you conceal it or not and I make sure it's exceptionally sharp. You can stick someone almost anywhere in their neck, except near the carotid artery, which would be fatal; that literally guarantees they'd sooner than later leave you alone. If getting stuck isn't enough of a deterrent, the amount of blood they'd be leaking and the difficulty of stemming that tide would keep them otherwise occupied. Karen would come out of her cave, seeing Adam sitting in front of my stairs, she looked up and greeted me; I said hello. Karen was trying to get Adam into their space, I was also trying to get him away from my door, he seemed hell-bent on ingratiating himself; Adam isn't the type I need to befriend and Karen isn't clean enough for me to eat her food. Before the night was through Adam and Karen would be fighting, Ron and Trish were bringing some of their things into their new apartment, Trish would come upstairs when Adam and Karen began showing their respective asses; I would ask Trish and Ron to leave because the show was strictly for their benefit and no sooner than they departed the show was over for the night. Adam would hear me leave the apartment to head to the rink yesterday, he passed without glancing in my direction, knowing that I care little for him these days; hoping his snubbing would bother me in some way. Ron has asked if he could leave their keys with me when they head south this year, they want me to feed their pets in their absence, he tells me that Trish trusts me; I said I would. I meant to ask Joe how he felt about the noise Adam and Karen made, night before last, he's been very quiet of late; we don't have much to say to one another. I was surprised to see Mike at the rink last night, he said he wouldn't be there long, everyone at his house was sitting in front of the television and he didn't want to; he wanted to stand near me without moving and I'm not having that. We didn't talk much, we can talk anywhere but at the rink, if left to him; we'd spend all of the time there (motionless) in conversation. Mike doesn't skate for the enjoyment or benefits of motion, he hopes to be the focal point of everyone's attention, this is why his motions are supposed to suggest his having a good time; they are extremely exaggerated. Mike bores easily, perhaps he has an attention deficit, I could relate more to Mike if he chose to be real; if he wasn't trying to kiss my ass and make me believe what he himself doesn't believe. Mike took off his fraternity shirt, which he never does, he didn't want anyone to see that he's looking pregnant these days; I'd say he's gained weight since Thanksgiving. Mike is shorter than I and well over 200 pounds, I'd certainly have a problem with that. Had a dream of the Zimbabwean/British Actress Thandie Newton, she's almost as hot as Jada Pinkett Smith, who happens to qualify (in my book) as the sexiest woman on the planet. Can't remember what this dream was about, certainly not erotic in any way, I have lucid dreams and wondered (within the dream) why I was dreaming of this woman as I awoke. LaShun has reached out to me, said she'd been thinking of me every day for quite a while, she sent another email last night; she'll be getting a new phone soon and plans to call. I replied to LaShun with a brief synopsis of past and current events, reminding her that she owes me one of her paintings. I'm supposed to be going to Best Buy today, headphones for myself and Jeremy, also need to inquire about the wireless mp3; whether you can run two sets of headphones to the player itself? Saw a Uhaul truck outside, went to see if I could help Ron and Trish, it was only Trish and some guys helping her; I mentioned Ron and she hurried to silence me. Now wondering if Trish deals with prejudice on a regular basis, why these men wouldn't know she's “married” to a black man, if they are indeed married legally. Both, Trish and Ron have bloating, hers may be a by-product of her diabetes; his is a by-product of tv. He'd offered me a television, that also serves as a monitor, flat-screen and initially I declined; I've recently reconsidered. I'll take his offer and get rid of the compaq monitor that takes up more space than I'd like. At 1:52, missed a call from Pretty, she left an hysterical voice-mail I couldn't understand; what I did understand was her misery. I kept my distance from her for a while, knowing this day would come, wondering how I'd respond; knowing I'd not ignore her. What she doesn't seem to understand, her love for me, she understands how much she doesn't love herself and believes the only thing she can bring to me is more misery; that hasn't been true at all. I listened to her vomit her pain, she knows she will only get the truth from me, even when she refuses to give it to herself; she has loved me from the day we met and dreams of a life with me. Every man in her life is but a poor substitute, she's afraid of committing herself, when the people most important to you fail you; you can't help but continue the cycle. There is a chance to break the curse, decide to be better than anyone ever imagined you could be, decide to be more than you could ever hope, the best revenge is true happiness. Drugs, tobacco and alcohol are the crutches of the weak, those who can't accept life's bitter realities; we last spoke on the 28th of December. She was rather rude in her assumptions, said she wanted to be a free spirit and have some fun, didn't sound like she was having any earlier; she's allowed a stranger into her Daughter's home. She's worried her Husband will take their child away from her and she happens to be giving him all the ammunition he could ever need, she told me that she pulled a gun on a dope fiend; even pulled the trigger. Had the safety not been on, she'd find herself dying in prison, getting tired just thinking of the insanity she cradles like tumbleweed; she asked if she could call me later and I told her yes. I'm actually tired and heading for bed, I'm sure I won't hear the phone when it rings, even though it will be close to my head; I've always been able to shut myself down when necessary. 5 minutes after my head hits the pillow, I'm gone, even when I bring coffee to bed; which happens frequently. Be doing ab butterflies in the morning, at least 100, hopefully 60 push ups and add to them upon my return. Climbed in the window this evening, thought I locked my keys in the apartment, had them on me though; passed Adam on my way home. Adam leaves Karen to step outside, never bringing her with him, doesn't want to be seen with her and she's too needy to see that as a problem; Pretty is on the path to being a Karen. Karen picks up strays and brings them home, only to find she can't get rid of them, this is a by-product of her inability to be with herself; if you don't like you, who will?
01/09/12--11:36:30 PM My daily bath began as a method of foreplay with Melody in Washington DC, culminating in Charlotte's unforgettable experiences, now I need to immerse myself daily; aromatherapy is par for the course and I make the water hot enough for me to have to sneak up on it. My “Boy,” Jeremy presented me with a baking cookbook today, I was visibly moved; I've been working with one of the guys in his “crew,” Jordan the (bad ass muthafukka) BAMF. Jordan reminds me of the squirrel that antagonized me one day, I'd heard browling (barking growl) on my back porch, I went to investigate and found a squirrel on the railing; it looked at me and continued it's angry tirade. I was amazed and intrigued because I'd never heard squirrels do this before, as I looked at it, the squirrel began advancing on me; still “browling.” I visualize the squirrel hanging upside down on any of a number of surfaces, how incredibly fast they scamper and imagined it upon me angrily, I'd probably succeed in killing it; not without it doing extensive damage to me though. I decided to let the disturbed runt have the back porch, retreated inside and locked the back door as though it might try the knob to get at me. Kyle, one of the crew associated with Jeremy, threw balled up film at Jordan; hitting him in the face accidentally and this set Jordan off. Kyle would spend the rest of the day trying to return to Jordan's good graces, Jordan had threatened to assault Kyle and everyone with him, this included a kid named Joshua. I asked Jordan why he'd involve Joshua, he said just because, might start calling him Squirrel. Jordan had been training a guy named Pete, before I was sent to help him, his description of Pete to me was; “He's Special, he needs a helmet” and now we call Pete “Helmet.” I let Pete try my Granoconut Dandies today, he said they're addictive, mentioned being a Sous Chef at the Desmond and yet didn't know that ham is pork; yes, Pete needs a soft helmet. Pete would also tell me that one of the names people call me happens to be the “Cookie Chef.” I came home today, tired, prayed and sprawled on the daybed in the living room; I woke 2 hrs later. I began making cinnamon rolls, everything I make happens to be Jeremy's favorite, Helmet was working with another of Jeremy's crew; Stefan and he'd told Helmet about the cinnamon rolls. I'll bring a container for everyone to sample, making sure my “mens” get theirs first. I shock and surprise most in authority, they surmise me to be one dimensional, are dazzled by the unlikely characters that wish to associate and visibly enjoy my company. The BAMF said he was planning to make liquor, I have a booklet we printed at Tech Valley that explains how to make liqueurs and I'm bringing it with me in the morning. Decided to target my lower abdominal muscles with the ab butterfly, my upper abs are always visible, I want to harden the rim around my waist; this should define my obliques. Was able to calm Pretty down yesterday, she said she was calling me later, I didn't expect it; the guy she's messing with now would probably have issues with the idea of her talking to me period. Wayne is the object of her affections, even though she suggested not wanting to be in a relationship, she has no idea whom he is; except what he's told her and she ate that worm without a thought. Strays and loneliness, any port in a storm is only a truism for sailors, all that glitters only proves to be fool's gold and all fools are ultimately torn from their treasure. I think I need to put a respectable distance between Pretty and I, she suggested not dropping her damage at my door, that she didn't want to drain me or disturb my calm; I plan to make sure that doesn't happen. Lately I've been seriously disturbed by Pretty's choices, choices that seem to be devoid of concern for the only thing in life that should be her priority, Zoey; when all is said and done, they are her choices to make and I don't need to be privy to them.
01/10/12--07:07:24 PM Learned today that the 55 will not be running again, Lloyd asked how I liked it in production, I told him that I go where they send me; with the 55 permanently out of action and the K2 down, there are far too many pressman on staff. Prentiss has been with the temp agency for the last 4 months, they're waiting for Brett to return so Prentiss can run the K1 and Brett will be his 2nd, regardless of Prentiss' success; I don't wish to work with Brett and I'm sure Scott doesn't either. Stacy would discuss my situation with me, as though I value his opinion, an opinion I didn't ask for. He told me that I'm probably making more than most of the people on the floor right now, I told him that none of that matters to me, I'm of the opinion that Stacy is snitch material and I won't be having such discussions with him again. Been having fun with Stefan and Jordan, Jeff (the floor manager) has asked how I like being on the floor, told him that I didn't; production isn't what I applied for and I'm currently looking for work elsewhere. The transition to production would put me back at ground zero, proving myself, Jeff and Len are both happy with my work but that's not the point; production generates less pay than printing and I'll only stay as long as is necessary. I told Jeff that my name is on everything I touch, he liked that, he's walked past and patted me on the back; enjoying the initiative I take to assist those in need. I'm having blood work done on Friday, I was supposed to have it done last Friday, got it mixed up with the colonoscopy planned for March; I'd already had a colonoscopy done 17 years early. When I complete the blood work, my insurance carrier will pay me for being healthy, I'll also have an opportunity to earn money taking online courses through them.
01/11/12--09:48:05 PM Been too tired to do anything but pray when I get home, manned the #5 without Jordan today, Stefan was assigned to assist both; “Helmet” and I. “Helmet” talked with me at length today, telling me how much Prentiss owes him, showing me a text his Wife sent about his Daughter at the YMCA doing the doggy paddle. I brought half a dozen cinnamon rolls in today, I know that Stefan got one and I have no idea where the others went. Jeremy would tell me how much he and his girl loved the cookies, wait til they get a load of tomorrow's fortune; they're not getting chocolate chip cookies, they're getting Chocolate Screams and Nutty Sprinkles. I wanted to make Scones today, that will wait until the weekend, perhaps. Leon surprised me by handing me a $5 today, “Helmet” has gotten the owners of the company involved in his dispute with Prentiss, Tara came out to inquire; this doesn't bode well for Prentiss. Brian passes me daily, sees how easily I assimilate, how well I relate to the most unlikely characters and how much I enjoy whatever I happen to be doing at the moment. Jordan came in late, we were supposed to man the machine he and Michelle worked today, don't think he liked working with her. “Helmet” showed me text messages he sent to Prentiss, Prentiss' responses, he's expecting money tomorrow; hope he gets it. Stacy approached me today, smiling because I was smiling, he didn't attempt to rehash yesterday's unnecessary discussion; he actually wanted to come talk with me and I'm happy he didn't have the time. Stacy would tell me that he's got a new woman, how easily he's pleased. After the blood work on Friday, I'll head to the IRS to get the levy lifted and the one time waivers enacted! Watched a movie called “Enter the Void,” it happens to be the best movie I've ever seen to date, regardless of the genre; a must own. Yungin called yesterday, his company has left, after only three days; he took her to a Family party and got drunk. While drunk, Yungin told the woman he wasn't looking for a relationship, knowing that she was; he couldn't remember saying that to her either. He didn't have much good to say about “Alicia,” he did say that he needs to start looking in this city for a white girl that enjoys what he enjoys and perhaps he needs to stop having long distance relationships with women that speak Spanish. Yungin told me that Family Ct ordered Isis to make his Daughter available for him at 11am daily. Planned to take the scenic route home and stop at Love's, unfortunately he was under the weather and I opted to just go home, I need to get something inside me and head to bed.
01/13/12--03:13:22 PM Worked with an older woman named Patty yesterday, I've printed the job she was running when I was on a press, she showed me what I was to do; I'd get it wrong for the first few boxes and she got very angry. The job had a spec for stapling to the cardboard, she didn't mention the spec, any wonder how the problem occurred; Lenny and Jeff would come to check and Lenny reminded everyone that I was a virgin on that particular job. Lenny let the boxes go, Jeff would show me exactly how the staples were to be placed, Patty and I didn't have another problem for the day; by days end she'd share her history with me. One thing Patty didn't mention was her ex-Husband, I noticed she wasn't wearing a ring either, Patty does wear dentures and happens to be in the kind of shape I wouldn't scoff at nude. Stacy would come to the machine, putting on his nickle drama, he addressed me as though I answer to him; he was summarily ignored. He then stepped to Patty and began his rap, she immediately removed the wind from his sail and would tell me later that Stacy has been doing that to her for years; that he's too dense to get the point. Patty suggested that Stacy doesn't have a icicle's chance on the sun, she'd go so far as to direct him to Michelle, Michelle could be a contestant on “The Biggest Loser.” I'd seen Patty working with a guy named Sean, yesterday, I don't recall seeing any palettes being removed from the machine; she and I completed 4 palettes of 21 boxes. “Helmet” would come to show me the money Prentiss brought him that morning, I brought baked goods for my “boys;” Jeremy/Stefan/Jordan. I would check on Jeremy later, he had eaten the “Screams” I made for him to take to his girl and all of them would comment on the cinnamon rolls; got to make a bunch of them this weekend and add a new twist to them. When I approached Jeremy about the “Screams,” he said they were too good to bring home, he'd already finished them; he brought his girl the cookies I made for him. Even the BAMF mentioned how much he likes the rolls, Patty would tell me she's having a house built, that she lives on top of a mountain; on a lake. Patty would also tell me about her children, her Parents, Siblings and we'd share general conversation. Markel would walk past me a couple of times, I have nothing to say to him, he kept a hood on his head, he wanted someone to question him about it so he could point out those white men that do it; like the BAMF. Paula called to get the rent, not going to be able to pay her for the next two weeks, the levy and garnish on my pay makes what I earn on the property necessary. Paula's boyfriend knows I'd considered filing a Chapter7, neither of them are aware I'm seriously considering a relocation, it's finally snowed; I didn't skate last night because I was removing snow. I'd parked the car and headed towards my apartment, I noticed Ron heading towards me with a young Sistah that didn't appear to be his relative, he appeared nervous; he said hello and asked if he could stop by later. I told Ron I'd be busy later, I needed to get started on removing the snow we should have seen months ago; I headed for the gas station and he and the girl were also headed that way. I was well into the snow blower when Ron returned, he stopped and looked at me, he wanted to chat; regardless of the fact that I was working. What Ron really wanted to do was find out if I planned to mention this scene to his Wife, he began explaining why I was seeing the girl coming out of the new apartment he shares with his Wife, the mere fact he felt a need to explain himself suggests his guilt; couple that with the fact that he didn't bother to introduce us. Adam would come out, as I finished, asking what I was doing; he really wanted me to know that he'd shoveled what I saw had already been done. I told Adam that I was doing what he didn't do, being that he had no idea what needs to be done on the property when it snows, Karen told Adam to shovel to keep me from being paid; in the hopes that Adam would be paid instead. If Adam takes it upon himself to clear the front of the building, everyone will thank him, Paula will never ask him what she owes him for that because he wasn't consigned to do it. Adam would then ask if I could leave the snow blower out for him, or leave the garage door open for him and he could take care of those things in my absence; I told him there was no way either of those things would happen. I'd salted the front of the building before heading to work that morning, suffice to say there wasn't much for Adam to shovel, Paula just called and I told her when to expect her rent; she didn't bother to ask what she owed me because Adam called to tell her that he took care of the building. Adam seems to be drunk whenever I see him, Ron called to “check on me,” told me he had the day off, we're not “hangin;” I won't be spending my time with Ron or Adam because the only difference between the two of them is the color of their feathers. Headed to the IRS, after my blood work this morning, levy's still in place because my debt hasn't been satisfied; couldn't file my taxes because the computer was down. I might actually use Turbo Tax at the library tomorrow and file my taxes on my own. I'm heading for the rink, after soaking and praying, I'll bring Emilia and Roberto whats left of the Dandies, I'll let Roberto know that I'm researching the Kimmelwelk rolls. Haven't heard from Pretty, not a bad thing, getting emails from LaShun, she apparently has videos on YouTube that she wants me to check out; she's accompanying her fiance. She also wants me to send her the videos of me skating, I haven't answered her mail yet, take care of that tomorrow; glad she's in a better place than when last we touched. Decided to call Lynne, wished her a Happy Birthday, we were on the phone for 2 hours; considering we haven't talked in the last year, that wasn't bad.
01/14/12--01:04:57 AM Skated last night, Matthew/Adam/Willie also skated, Emilia& Roberto came with a Niece; the Master's recipient came with her entourage. I'd learn the Master's name is Ruth, who names their child Ruth, a Mother using the Bible for names and it seems to fit her, I'd introduce her to Adam and it seemed she really wanted to talk with me. Adam is expecting the return of the woman he introduced me to, he's bathing her, we discussed that and where he could get a bath pillow; he's marinating Salmon with Teriyaki. I saw Adam doing different stuff tonight, a kid would ask how much he benches, he told the boy that he only does push ups; I'll have to start doing more of them. I'd learn that Ruth and I share more than a little bit in common, especially our love of coffee and the fact that we can take a cup to bed without interrupting our ability to g




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