Today is Wednesday July 28th 2004, four days after my mom’s birthday… the problem? I just remeber that its been four days since my mom’s birthday. If I wasn’t already going to hell for all the fucked up shit I’ve done I would be going to hell for this.
I like to be spontaneous and do new shit in life. Depending on how drunk I am I’ll do just bout anything legal. So I up in Walmart which is problem number one. I should have my ass in Target but I digress. I was buying my toiletries like toothbrushes, face scrub, anti-persperants, astroglide and I came across shaving goods. Now I have a enough Mach 3 razors and Colgate shaving cream to last me til I die but I was intrigued but this thing called Nair for Men. Straight off the bat let me say that I’m sick and I need help cuz I bought it but it did sit in my bathroom for a week until yesterday. I had got up early and had so extra time to get ready for work. SO I look at the bottle for a good minute, trying to make sure that I’m not gonna have any rashes and or chemical burns and shit, and I get the rolling. It stunk to high heaven like an old ass can of Magic but it did what it was suppose to do. I wasn’t all hairy before, I had some body hair but not thick. Now my legs are all smooth and shit and I feel so fucked up cuz I like it… I don’t think that I would Nair my legs again the crease in my ass where my legs and ass meet itches like fuck but I will enjoy the temporary smoothness even if it is soooo gay.
I still haven’t watched Monster yet, maybe I’ll crack it open this weekend when my peeps come through, that’s if I’m off this weekend. Been so occupied with spending money this week that I need to force myself to think that I’m broke to curb my spending. Interesting thing is that my check card expires next month and I haven’t gotten a new one yet. Lets see what happens to all my reoccuring porn sites when they all crap out. Oh well… I need to go find a dark ass corner at the job so I can go scratch my itchy ass.
The weekend is here and a nigga has two days off in a row, not one not come in for a few hours on Saturday but two glorious days were I ain’t gotta think shit bout Lear. But then that shit hits me, I got shit planned so a nigga will be home looking at my seven walls til I gotta go pick Ken up from the airport.
Need to send a quick shout out to Walmart.com, from whom I bought a cheaply made filler board headboard and I wasn’t charged. Maybe they caught on to the fact I drop mad loot in Walmart on a weekly basis.
Has anyone seen the movie Monster with Charlise Theron(sp?) I just got it and I don’t wanna fall into my old habit of buying shit and not evening opening it. I still have a copy of Jason’s Lyric I got 2 years ago and eventhough I opened it, I have never watched it. The same can be said bout The Rundown, Texas Chainsaw Masacure and bout 4 other dvds.
Did I mention that I was off this weekend… “We are so happy, we must do the ‘Dance Of Joy’”
Anyway I was out Da Killa’s TV quiz and in all my geekness I knew bout 10 of the answers. My quiet shame kept me from answering… Oh well. I havent been watching that much except VH1 and I Love the 90’s. The concept was great for I Love the 70’s & I Love the 80’s but how can you be that nostalgic bout something that happened 4 years ago. But its still funny so I digress.
Don’t look for hidden meanings, Just as is…
You cirrca 2003
I know I can?t have you,
Without causing someone pain
I know I can?t love you,
Cuz I barely know your name
All I know is that your smile
Lights up my entire world
Your eyes, your heart, your caress
Without these my life I would deplore
A lot shit happened during my downtime, from my cell phone being cutted off to working overnight from 4pm to 6am several times. Anyway, last week I was able to get outta work fairly early around 1pm. So I rushed home and the first thing I do is start cleaning. My place was all fucked up, and I usully do keep a clean house, but with all the hours that were MANDATORY all I really get to do when I’m at home is eat, shit and sleep. SO I clean my bathroom, scrub my bedroom floor cuz I had this long ass black mark from when I moved in and dragged my dresser. Did the dishes, dusted, and swifered everything. Shit was kinda sparkling. So as my surfaces were drying I took all my clothes, towels, my shower curtain and my bathroom rugs to the Laundry Mat.
Well my hosting service finally got their shit together and my shit is back. I think I got like 4 months free outta all the downtime, even though I pay yearly but I digress. I got so many back shit I need to write out but I’ve probably forgotten all the details and shit… well we will see.
Wednesday-7/12/2000
The start of another great day. Today is payday, and all my money is gone before I get my check. I have to do something about that. Every other week its the same situation: Wake up check my bank accounts and see how much I don’t have on go on with my day. its sucks working a dead end job like that. But it until I graduate and do what I really want to do. I really look forward to this weekend. I’m going to Ohio with D*****. Hopefully we get to have some quality time together.
I currently reaping the benefits of starting my web page. It seems that more then often, a lot of niggas be trying to hit me and shit. It’s all kinda of flattering but Its kinda hard to deal with. I never been the one to seek attention from others and now that’s all I getting. Am I encouraging the type of attention and do I deserve it?
I finally buckled down and registered a domain name this morning. http://www.afmbey.com It will probably be awhile before I have it completely up and running. Its my first major step to web design and programming. I think I got a little ripped off though, that should teach me to stop using Yahoo! but its all good. I put my car to the shop today also. I can believe what happen to it:
Back in May’99 some guy my Momz was seeing or talking to said he would replace the rotors and brake pads and my car. First of all it took him three weeks to actually get to my car, he did a half-ass job and reeked of something foul.
So Friday I drop a friend off at school and on the way back my brakes start to shreech. I confront my Momz and think I wore out new brake pads it turn out that he either did one or the other. My rotors or my pads. That was the start of a very bad week. T.G.I.W.
I think I just done the gayest shit I’ve have ever done in my life. Last night, while picking up some nonessential things at Wal-Mart and I copped the entire first season of Wonder Woman. But that’s not the gay part, just the geek in me. As an avid comic-book reader I’ll watch just bout anything with comic book characters in except for the Doctor Strange movie from the 70’s. I’d would have to be high, drunk, and so bored that I would have to pick watching that over watching the monkeys fuck on Animal Planet. And then I might flip back and forth between that horrible movie and the monkey porn. But I digress.
The gay shit I caught myself doing was singing the daymn theme song. No, I’m not talking bout humming the tune, or even mouthing off the lyrics to myself, but full out loud singing. The shit was foul.
I was in the middle of getting ready to go out lastnight. Ken had had got an invite to some 50 Cent/Jay-Z party thing and asked if I wanted to come. When he called I had just got in from Wal-Mart and popped in the dvd to check in out. And as always, if my tv is on, I’m usually doing something else, wasting electrictiy. So I’m going bak anf forth from my bedroom to the living room, kitch and bathroom and my tv is steading going on. So as I’m washing my face, I hear the song and start humming and shit… saying the words and before I know I’m fucking singing the song. If I had not looked up into my mirror and caught myslef making a complete ass of myself I would have probably sang into the 2 verse and shit. I aleast I wasn’t dancing and no one saw me.
Anyway… I’ve finally got some sleep lastnight without being up all night in pain. Was kinda fucked up that the first night I get to sleep, I don’t get to sleep in since I had to be at work at 6am. But its all good, I can ween off the drugs and start my boozing again. Speaking of drugs, why is Walgreens on crack. I dropped my perscription off to them on Tuesday and Thursday morning they calling my house like a fucking bill collector and shit. Daymn automatic shit dialed my house 8 fucking times between 8-9am. Don’t they know that that’s my “roll-over, scratch my balls, and yawn time.” Fucking computers.
Every year it starts around June 20th and wont end until September. In Philly we had fire crackers and it wasn’t a big issue like it is in Indiana. Maybe its cuz fireworks are illegal in Illinois, so all along the state line and continuing east there’s nothing but signs for “Big Cheap Bombs” and “Krazy Kaplan’s.” Shit is all very tacky.
So for the last 3 weeks I’ve had to endure loud ass explosions from my white trash neighbors. Now I don’t mind fire crackers going out during the day, but at 2:30 in the morning with all the BOOM BOOM BOOM is too fucking much. These are the same muh fuckas that I can hear on my PC’s subwoofer, going on bout how their brother don’t pay the NIPSCO bill. But I digress.
My ID4 holiday wasn’t bad this year. I didn’t barbeque and I didn’t get stupid drunk either. After work on Friday, got home around 11pm and attempted to cook the oxtails. I know how to burn some food, so being able to cook my own meals ain’t an issue but I completely fucked up the oxtails. I don’t know if I didnt brown them long enough or the combination of what I put in the put was all messed up. All I know is that all that was in the pot was in the dumpster by the morning. On Saturday, I got to work and the plant got through the Run At Rate really quick which was really good. I got outta there around 5:30, headed to Walmart, and put gas in my “Hoo-ride” and went home. I figured that since I had Saturday night, Sunday and Monday off, I try to have my little gathering. But it didn’t happen only Ken and JP came. It was all good but could have been better. Saturday Ken, me, Ronette and her friend went to this party out in Hyde Park. The view was nice but the party was beyond lame. We spent 3 hours trying to leave to either hit another party or go see Spiderman 2 but as fickle and as indecisive as women are, we spend another hour waiting. Eventually me and Ken left, picked up Ken and headed to River Oaks to catch the late show of Spiderman 2. On Monday I spent all day in bed and chilled out in my draws as loud ass fireworks went off outside my windows.
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