My Mac mini is on its way from Shenzhen China.

Sorry I haven’t been around, but I haven’t been able to focus last week and over the weekend. There’s a lot shit I would to say, but I really can’t formulate the right words for it.

So I’m going to take a quick break and chill for a minute and nurse this sore ass of mines.

L8R

Apple sent me an email stating that my order for a souped up Mac mini has to be pushed back for a March 9th delivery. That’s Bad

I called Apple to cancel my order and Donna my Apple Store Representative offered me an additional $35 off the total price. So after the EDU discount, BTO discount, and this instant rebate, I’ll be getting my new desktop at a good price. That’s Good

I had to work this past Saturday for what was suppose to be eight hours, on the ninth hour, Production called a plant emergency and kept everyone for 14 hours. That’s Bad

Since I had to work that Saturday, my manager (the white boy with the ass) gave me a flex day which I’ll be using this Friday. That’s Good

This morning Way-Back walked out of my apartment without saying anything, and I really don’t know why. That’s Bad

Friday, I’m using my flex day to hang out with some high-yellow thick dude from the Burbs. That’s Good

That has been my week so far and it’s only Wednesday.

Updated Wordpress to the 02-08-2005 nightly… Now I’m gamma powered like the Hulk

I truly haven’t been up to much lately. Besides the usually mundane bullshit of working, working out and sleeping I go through everyday, has been reconnecting with Way-Back. We met sometime in 2001 and chatting off and on using Ya-hoe! Messenger. We talked for a good minute and never met face to face. We finally met during the Summer of 2002 and of all places, a sex party in Rogers Park(a neighborhood on the far north side of Chicago, right off the lake). While it was cool to have finally met Way-Back, my attention was solely geared toward a high-yellow Sigma at the time, so needless to say, I wasn’t phased by our meeting.

We continued to chat off and on for the next couple of years. He met up at this little gay dive in Lansing, or chilling at the forest reserve in Calumet City. Sometimes he’d spotted my ad on Men4Now and drop me a note, and I’d returned the favor. It wasn’t until recently that we actually started to chat more frequently. For a few months we tried to make plans to go out or hang out and they’ve fallen through. I was about to strike him out until one Saturday he came through. This was about three weeks ago and he’s has spent every weekend since.

I’m trying my best to not categorize what we have, because as soon as I do, it bound to go straight down hill from there. But I do enjoy having him around, and definitely loving it when he’s snoring in my arms. But there are some road blocks on the road to paradise; for starters he’s a total top. I’ve seen what he’s packing and that thing ain’t going in me. I’m keen on the idea of having a tight “virgin-esqe” ass and shitting without pain or blood. But we will see how this all plays out.