blkdragon

grounded
2012-01-29 21:03:55 (UTC)

They really like me, I really like her

01/26/12--07:10:55 PM Some time ago, I was sent out to give production a hand, Brian told me that they are very happy with me, he also told me that Prentiss no longer works with the company; Walter had already told me that (first thing this morning). Jeff asked me if I liked it in production, I actually told him no, now I'm having a decent time with everyone; even Carly made a point to tell me good morning yesterday. Patty would tell me personal things about herself and Family that even Stacy didn't know, even though we seemed to have gotten off on the wrong foot; Patty can be very mean. I've been working with Jordan, they see that I have a rapport with him, Stephon and Jeremy; (not sure why but) I like these guys very much. Brian told me that he may have to steal me from them for a while, I really don't want to work with Brett again, there are only three people in the print shop I don't mind working with; J/Scott and Stewart. Everyone sees how much I laugh with the young guys, even Mark now joins in the laughter, I've rarely seen Mark crack a smile. They would have a meeting this afternoon, Jeff would ask everyone to read an article on the most important quality companies look for, that would be teamwork and the ability to have fun while you work, as soon as he read the article he thought of the 3 and myself. Both, Jeff and Lenny see that I assist wherever and whenever I can, that I enjoy helping those I work with. I would give Jeff an example of how I see things, that no one finger on a hand is any more important than another, each digit (together) makes the hand viable.
01/29/12--11:33:15 AM Didn't roll Thursday, too tired, shoulder's been bothering me; actually felt afire at more than one point. Gave Jordan a ride home, earlier in the week, like most who get high; he has difficulty handling his emotions. Speaking of emotions, missing Ruth, also entertained thoughts of doing away with (Karen's) Adam; talk about outlandish idiots. I was opening my apartment to the sun yesterday, as I pulled the curtains to the living room, I spied Adam in the parking lot across the street; he was standing in the middle of the exit, staring at me. I mouthed, “fucking idiot,” continued opening the curtains and finished what I'd started; I think he hoped to intimidate me. Adam is pussy, he told me about getting jumped by 3-4 guys when he went to grab a bag of herb, told me that he let them know that being saucy didn't mean he'd be easy; he tried to convince me when he had the lumps to prove the assailants bounced him. Adam told me that he was practicing his back hook kick, I find him incredibly laughable, when we had problems he told me that he wasn't Justin; suggesting I couldn't confuse or intimidate him intellectually. Adam was right, he's not Justin, I actually have a bit more respect for Justin; Adam is actually less than Justin. Even challenged, Justin is able to stand on his own, can't say that for Adam. For the last couple of days, I felt a desire to end Adam, keeping myself highly visible for him; walking slowly so he'd be able to come to me and he didn't. I know he makes a point to sit in his window to see when he thinks he needs to be seen, he's always looking for Karen's replacement; a woman with means. Adam the skater rolled Friday night, a girl would ask for his autograph; I thought that was a different type of come-on. Adam would ask my advice, said a girl told him that her Mother liked him, he'd point out the woman in question; believing I may be familiar with her. I remember seeing the woman on occasion, I told him that I'd seen her with a man in a wheelchair, this man also sported dreadlocks; he wanted to speak with the woman but the rink was closing. He'd shared much of his life with me, told me that he'd been a virgin until the age of 26, I found that incredulous until he told me that his Mother died at home of HIV. I now could see why Adam was in no hurry to share bodily fluids, the woman he introduced me to was only the second woman in his life, he should be telling her they have no future; this is what he shared with me. Adam would also tell me that he's never been with a black woman, I can't say that I find that strange either, being that his Mother was black; really shouldn't have been cause for deterrent. I took Willie to the bus stop, we talked about the Roller Queen I had issues with, for some reason she was sexy as hell that night; regardless of her tattoos. I might have to ask the Queen I speak with about the other, all the Queens see that I only relate to the one, as big as this one is; she doesn't appear to be mannish. Haven't seen Ruth, missing her, hoping to see her Brother's friends to inquire; if her Brother is present, I'll ask him to call her. Theresa's Son skated, he appeared to want to speak to me at one point, I saw no point in that; I don't think his Mother really wanted us to know one another. I tried not to be at the rink when Theresa came for him, I did notice two missed calls and imagined they were from her; I mad no attempt to return the calls. I'd surmise the calls came from Willie's people and I wasn't surprised Theresa didn't call, she didn't need for her Son to tell her what she already knew; she probably watched for me a while.




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