If I didn’t already drink, I should probably start. Within the last 72 hours I’ve bought noting but crap for the apartment, from silverware to sandwich bags. I’m so tapped out right now. Yesterday since there was nothing on TV and since Ken wanted to wait til Ronette got back from New Jersey to go see Soul Plane a movie. So with nothing else to do we went to Meijer’s. It’s kinda like a Super Walmart but not as cheap and no “Edited” CDs. I spend bout $60 on mini blinds for my oddly shaped windows. I have three windows that are 57 inches squared and this wide ass glass block window in the bedroom. I guess it will be nice to have some natural light after being in a cave for 4 years.
Well I need to go sit my ass down and watch the Law & Order marathon on TNT. Since everyone is ill-communicato today and I’m home alone, its the only thing I can look forward to.
Well I paid off the down payment for the apartment yesterday, so I guess there’s no going back. I need to go get the keys at somepoint this week. A major step to independence, so I should be happy. I had asome talks this week with both my mom and step-mom: my mom is actually moving in July now that I’m bout to be out. Ultimately she plans on moving out west like Vegas so there’s goes my security blanket. When I talked to my step-moms, she was pretty told me that I need to go out more and party and shit. I spend too much time work and shit. But a nigga got bills to pay and I just added a big ol’ $575+ bill to worry bout. I really don’t have time to bullshit.
I started to pack some of my non-essential crap yesterday, so my room looks like a hot mess. I found all my old porn magazines. Bitches were collecting mad dust in my sock drawer which fell apart too. Shitty Mexician craftmanship. I also went by the new place with Tracy to see the new wall colors. Honestly don’t think that I like the color in my living room… its a light flesh color. Well not my flesh color but the white folks version.
G.P.R. Level
-(noun) 1. Ghetto-ness Per Capita Level: Acronym used in describing the level of asinine events, ridiculous sitautions or ghetto conditions within a city, town or burg. Example: 1. The District of Columbia was G.P.R. level was raised due to the name change of the city’s basketball team from the Bullets to the Wizards because of the high gun crimes. 2. Atlanta has a G.P.R. Level of 7 for the number of streets all named “Peachtree.”
Me and Monday mornings ain’t friends, we’re bitter-ass enemies and shit. I did not want to get up this morning, it was probably the Excedrin fucking with me cuz I was all extra groggy. Plus at 4:14am my bed was all extra comfortable so I didn’t get out of it until 5:10am knowing I had to be at work at 5:30am. And no I don’t have Day-Old Balls. And again I hate Monday mornings…
I had a really weird dream last night. kinda involved me and a close friend in a fucked up sitaution. I woke up all discombobulated and flustered. Sorry that I can’t give details cuz it would invoke too many question that I don’t wanna hear or answer. Anyway I off to go snatch up some boxes.
Been sitting at the job way to fucking long and gots shit to get off my chest.
1. Why do all short muh fuckas gotta be loud?
2. If everyone was suppose to be at work today, why am I the only one here?
3. I’m tired of everyone telling that the “End justifies the means” cuz if I got out and rob somebody I be wrong, but putting up with the Job’s bullshit for my check is okay.
4. Shrek 2 was really fucking funny.
5. I think about sex too much… maybe cuz of the lack of it?
6. Self-love sucks after awhile.
7. I’m so excited bout moving out, but also scared outta my mind at the same time.
8. Mail-in rebates take to fuckin long to come.
9. I dont think I’ll have enough room for my weigt bench at my new apartment
10. I need to go MacGuyver a computer for Tracy outta a “Etch-a-Sketch” an “Easy-bake Oven” and a potato sitting in water.
First and foremost… I got an apartment. It wasn’t really my first choice but it was my second. I’mma have to take pictures of everything once the remodeling is done. I saw it again yesterday to clarify some information and what not. Shit is gonna be hot.
Got to spend some quality time with my baby last night. We talked and got somethings out. Its a new relationship that we’re both trying to make work, unfortunately it requires A LOT of work. But it’s all jood. Tracy wouldn’t watch the final episode of Angel with me and was totally against watching A.I. but was caught doing the latter. I just realized this morning that I broke my watch, I think it was from ruogh-housing with Tracy… it was a nice watch. Barely had it a year, oh well I guess I’ll go back to Carson’s for another one.
And despite all the good things that happened after work yesterday (cuz the only good thing bout work is the paycheck) not even the speeding ticket I got going through the South burbs could put me in bad spirits. I was doing 51 mph in the left lane to pass a bunch of old ass people. I guess I shoulda kept my ass on the tollway.
Bored, teeth hurt and I’m alone… you think I would be use to it, but I’m not. I rush home from work and there’s no one to greet me. Everyone is too busy and so I’m the odd man out… again. Sometimes I wonder why I do any of this, work my ass off, save my money, try get my shit together and be a good man. Long term goals don’t come fast enough is what I say. I guess it takes a nigga to almost die to see how much he’s worth. So here I sit brokenhearted, all alone and all forgotten.
Melodramatic, is it not? Anyway… just finish playing Final Fantasy XI and I’m starting to get the had of it. I guess it counts as a hobby since Tracy out with family and friends, so I come home and wait to see if I got an apartment or not. So my days are full of fun, 10 hours or work followed by 4 hours of bullshit followed by 5 1/2 hours of sleep and the process starts all over again. The fun never stops for me. Well I got 3 hours of bullshit left, to spend by myself… the melodrama doesn’t stop either.
In such a pissy ass mood right now. I can’t even formulate the proper words to describe all the evil shit I wanna do cuz I’m pissed off. Everything was cool until I went to lunch. I had made some phone calls earlier to see some more apartments in the area. For this particular place, I had to call 3 different numbers, and everybody who answer sounded like I just woke them up, at 10:30 in the morning. So with the third person I talked to see this one place, wouldn’t be available after 2:30pm. Said that shit like I was inconviencing his ass. I’m like “Daymn, you must not want my money then.” So I asked if 11am is cool and he says “See you in 45 mins.”
I haven’t done one in a while so here’s a quick one
Intarweb
-(noun) 1. A mispronounced name for the Internet, often used by those who are not computer literate. 2. Inclusive online services that bombarded users with useless features, pop-ups and bloatware i.e. America Online. 3. An intentionally mispronouncation of the word Internet to make fun of those who do not have Internet access. 4. A ghetto-fied version of saying Internet i.e. Edumacashun and Sammich.
Example - Joe was so exicted to connect to the Internet for the first time, “Ooo-Wee! I can’t wait to get on the Intarweb!” he exclaimed.
Sorry I haven’t been around lately, but been running around taking care of this and that. One major thing I have been doing is looking at apartments. I definitely need to move outta the basement. Tired of the dankness, spider bites and hearing shit over my head that I shouldn’t be hearing.
So far I’ve seen bout 5 different apartments, 4 in Hammond and 1 in Midlothain Illinois. The first one I saw was straight up “ghetto-tastic” On a compound of 9 buildings, 3 were boarded up and gated off. I read online later on that this same place were fined by the city of Hammond for health violations (i.e. Mold), several murders and shootings and snake infestations, but it was $450 a month with all utilities. The second one was nice but slightly out of my price range. Roughly bout $635 and you have to pay electricity and everything in the apartment was electric. But a nice family community. The third was this place in Midlothian that Tracy just recently moved to. It was nice, quiet, would have suited my needs for $595 but it would cause a 20-45 minute commute to work and I ain’t on that. The fourth place was still being remodel when I saw it. It had hardwood floors, brand new cabinetry and appliances, but $575 and no utilities included. The last place which I saw last night was spacious 2nd floor apartment in a duplex. Had a big-ass living, dinning, kitchen, but a tiny bedroom, but everything was inculded for $575, so I’m thinking bout going for this one if not then the one being remodeled. I’m so excited about this, yet so fucking worried at the same time.
I haven’t told my mom that I am moving. Honestly I don’t want to cuz I don’t want to hear her mouth regardless if its pro or con. I love my moms to death, she gave me life and I’m eternally grateful but right now I just don’t like her and we’re not really talking. Anyway, I got a shit load of planning to do.
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