So check this, this guy who has been claiming everyone his brother, including me, called me out last night at one of our mutual friends (or brother hah!) Christmas party. He was still pissed off from the fact that I did not answer his phone call three days prior, which due to my phone always on silent or vibrate. I told him that, but apparently he was still bitter about it.
Now, I'm still mother fucking heated from that conversation, so I'm gonna tell all you one thing. I'm NOT obligated to answer your phone call. The reason being might be:
1. I'm fucking busy at the moment
2. I don't feel like talking to you or maybe anyone at the moment
3. I did not hear the phone ring
4. The phone is off
5. I'm down stair, the phone is up stairs and I do not feel like going up there to answer it or vice versa.
So the best way is either to text or leave a voicemail if you don't get any responds and I will return your phone call promptly.
Shit!! Did you ever asked me out or something hence giving you the right to get mad at me for not picking up my phone. If you ever did, my answer is NO, NOT INTERESTED.
Now this brings me to this occurrence a while back ago before I even know you. Your homeboy (you know who you are) was asking me with a straight face whether I'm gay or not. That shit offended me, but I kept my cool. But now I know why he was asking me such question. He was trying to find some ass for you!! F*gs working together hah.
I guess that's the reason why you call everyone your brother...
You kept on telling me that I did not learn anything, what?? you are trying to teach me something?? Really?? LOL.
I'm gonna tell you what set me off. I don't give a shit if you want to call me out or calling me names. I can always laugh it off-not that I'm agreeing or cool with that, but let me tell your ass something, I saw your facial expression after you called me out son, you got some hatred going on painted on there like you about to do something and I DON'T LIKE IT!. Trying to eye ballin' me, shaking your head and stare me down haha.. serious??
BRING IT!
If you thought what I did to you was fucked up, obviously you don't know what fucked up is. That was nothing! You obviously need to encounter some of the people that I have encountered in my life time. That's being said, I will definitely answer your call next time and invite you to all my events so you can take notes on a definition of fucked up.
Here's fucked up 101 for you:
1. You done pissing me off
2. You did it on Christmas day and I do not appreciate that
3. I need to educate you on a meaning of Christmas f*g!
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Wall-E
This past Tuesday was my food exploration day. Before lunch at work, I had been wondering what to have for lunch. For some reason, I have been craving some Chipotle. So I left my cuby around 2ish and head out in search of Chipotle, which would be in Tysons. Got to 7, saw all the traffic created by these late holiday shoppers, decided to turn around. I ventured out to the opposite direction away from the mall and found this little mexican joint called Burrito Brothers. From the outside, this place does not say much. Three customers during rush lunch hours, typically that would be a decision maker for me not to get in, but for some reason I was still drawn to find out. Tacky ass yellow, red and green decorated along the front windows. Mmmm...Typical mexican I said and went in to satisfy my curiosity.
The owner, a typical older, short and a little chubby mexican dude with an attitude stood before me behind the counter. I took my time reading the menu right on top of him, which irritated his ass big time. It was one of those time where he could not step away from the counter, cause I might put my order in the minute he move his foot and yet it had been too long for him to stand much longer cause I stood there more than a good five minutes reading each shit on the menu. It was definitely mano-i-mano stand off moment. Me against one of the Burrito Bros.
Not sure who won the battle, but I ended up getting myself a rice platter with barbacoa and a glass of tropical fruit drink (that's what he called of what I thought to be mango juice). Got my food and first impression was, "Mmm..this looks better than expected". Just for information, I like my mexican spicy, either its the food or the mamis. So I went to the condiments counter and saw that they have four different brands of hot sauce. I picked the shadiest looking bottle possible to make my authentic mexican food experience more authentic. What I meant by shady was something that has funky ass color, and seems like the label was just glued with elmer's glue by his three years old daughter on the back table five minutes ago. Dripped it on the barbacoa and damn, that was the spiciest and close to best tasting hot sauce I've ever had in my life. Shit was good. Satisfied and head back to work.
Fast forward four hours later, got off work and got a phone call from lilmofo. Said he wanted to meet me for some kabob in K-City, which twenty mins later he would cancel the plan 'cause he did not feel like driving. Called up someone who claimed he's my brother thought he might be interested, but he said he just ate, so maybe in couple of hours. So while waiting for couple of hours, I went stop by at Wall-E's. Chill at his crib for a bit while trying to figure out what to do. Started wondering aimlessly around 7, cause Wall-E and I are the same type of person. We don't plan shit. We just see what we feel at the moment and act on it, so after half an hour in traffic just to go about a mile, we decided to hit up one of his fav kabob place (oh..what a coincidence, two kabob offers in one night). Ok, I said to myself, cause I'm always up for new things. I tend to get bored eating at the same place everytime, which some people like to do religiously. Got to the place, sat down, let Wall-E ordered everything, the tea, meals etc.
Tea came, sipped it, Perfect! it has a good aroma and taste. I could not wait for the food, which supposed to have a fresh un-cook egg yolk on the top of the rice. Everyone that knows me, know how I go crazy over raw egg yolk. It's one of my fav things in the world. Food was served, saw the yolk and I knew it was an awesome night already. Good food with good convos as always, before we knew it three hours passed by and I got my stomach full. Head home and saw I got 15 missed calls from lilmofo, my mom, jbro, fake ass brother, and P-zee. Did not realize the phone was on silent, which later on I realized it was a good thing 'cause I do not like interruption during my meal.
The owner, a typical older, short and a little chubby mexican dude with an attitude stood before me behind the counter. I took my time reading the menu right on top of him, which irritated his ass big time. It was one of those time where he could not step away from the counter, cause I might put my order in the minute he move his foot and yet it had been too long for him to stand much longer cause I stood there more than a good five minutes reading each shit on the menu. It was definitely mano-i-mano stand off moment. Me against one of the Burrito Bros.
Not sure who won the battle, but I ended up getting myself a rice platter with barbacoa and a glass of tropical fruit drink (that's what he called of what I thought to be mango juice). Got my food and first impression was, "Mmm..this looks better than expected". Just for information, I like my mexican spicy, either its the food or the mamis. So I went to the condiments counter and saw that they have four different brands of hot sauce. I picked the shadiest looking bottle possible to make my authentic mexican food experience more authentic. What I meant by shady was something that has funky ass color, and seems like the label was just glued with elmer's glue by his three years old daughter on the back table five minutes ago. Dripped it on the barbacoa and damn, that was the spiciest and close to best tasting hot sauce I've ever had in my life. Shit was good. Satisfied and head back to work.
Fast forward four hours later, got off work and got a phone call from lilmofo. Said he wanted to meet me for some kabob in K-City, which twenty mins later he would cancel the plan 'cause he did not feel like driving. Called up someone who claimed he's my brother thought he might be interested, but he said he just ate, so maybe in couple of hours. So while waiting for couple of hours, I went stop by at Wall-E's. Chill at his crib for a bit while trying to figure out what to do. Started wondering aimlessly around 7, cause Wall-E and I are the same type of person. We don't plan shit. We just see what we feel at the moment and act on it, so after half an hour in traffic just to go about a mile, we decided to hit up one of his fav kabob place (oh..what a coincidence, two kabob offers in one night). Ok, I said to myself, cause I'm always up for new things. I tend to get bored eating at the same place everytime, which some people like to do religiously. Got to the place, sat down, let Wall-E ordered everything, the tea, meals etc.
Tea came, sipped it, Perfect! it has a good aroma and taste. I could not wait for the food, which supposed to have a fresh un-cook egg yolk on the top of the rice. Everyone that knows me, know how I go crazy over raw egg yolk. It's one of my fav things in the world. Food was served, saw the yolk and I knew it was an awesome night already. Good food with good convos as always, before we knew it three hours passed by and I got my stomach full. Head home and saw I got 15 missed calls from lilmofo, my mom, jbro, fake ass brother, and P-zee. Did not realize the phone was on silent, which later on I realized it was a good thing 'cause I do not like interruption during my meal.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Snow Storm?!?!
Snow blizzard was definitely the water cooler topic this past Friday. The weather people had been forecasting a foot or two of snow accumulation by Sunday morning. Bullshit I thought in my head. That shit would never happened around here. When I got off work, I could see that everyone was freaking out. They all drove just like mental patients successfully got away from Section 8 after trying everyday for the past ten years, trying to get to the grocery store and hit home before the storm came in. Ridiculous. They were broadcasting on the radio that all the grocery stores had run out of milks and eggs. WTF?!?
I did not even bother to join the crowd. Went home, ate dinner and bed. Next morning I woke up, looked out the window Boy!! I was wrong. It was definitely all white. All the cars were half way covered in snow, the roads were empty and white, and on the back yard I got knee deep covering the deck. The first thing came to mind was, Fuck! I ain't got no milk and eggs.
Apparently this is what my fridge look like:
When I opened the door:
Back Yard:
The first step:
Out on the street:
I did not even bother to join the crowd. Went home, ate dinner and bed. Next morning I woke up, looked out the window Boy!! I was wrong. It was definitely all white. All the cars were half way covered in snow, the roads were empty and white, and on the back yard I got knee deep covering the deck. The first thing came to mind was, Fuck! I ain't got no milk and eggs.
Apparently this is what my fridge look like:
When I opened the door:
Back Yard:
The first step:
Out on the street:
Saturday, December 19, 2009
The new gig
WOW!! Been a while since last time I wrote on here. What a crazy week ! So many surpises. Thursday, Dec 10th was officially the end of my semester as an undergrad at Mason. It felt glorious and liberating. This past couple of months, I have been worried and discouraged about what I was gonna do after school's over. The thoughts of being at home most of the time and have no accomplishment/goals was definitely depressing. It got to the point where I felt like my paranoid mind had a conspiracy in trying to kill my soul softly and slowly.
Anyway, that morning I woke up, I had this whatever "will-be-will-be" attitude. My careless mind helped me to put a big smile on my face through out the day. No worries. Shit! all I had to do was turning in two three-pages papers then met up with Jbro afterward and hit up Tysons. Jbro has been really supportive during this past month and kept on telling me that everything will be ok. Those little phrase actually meant a lot. Felt the love and the support.
By some miracle, on the way to Tysons, I got a call from one of my job sources, whom I met three or so months ago. She offered me a temp job right there on the phone and it would start the next morning at 9am. It was too short of a notice, but like everyone know, my spontaneity keeps the excitement in my life. Without much thinking I told her I take it. It was definitely one of those moment that just stoke you. The un-expectancy of the matter made the situation more surreal. I was cheesing for the rest of the night for sure cause it was just unbelievable and hard to soak it all-in in my head.
This new gig is the reason I been M.I.A. from my own world. Had to get up 5am in the morning so I could leave the house by 7, be at Tysons by 9 and be back home around 8ish. Quite a challenge, but I need to get use to this. This is what I been wanting for after all, can't complain when your dream is given to you. So far I have been loving this new habit of getting up early. Its refreshing and feels like I live longer lol since I would be awake nineteen hours a day instead of twelve. Feels more alive.
Anyway, that morning I woke up, I had this whatever "will-be-will-be" attitude. My careless mind helped me to put a big smile on my face through out the day. No worries. Shit! all I had to do was turning in two three-pages papers then met up with Jbro afterward and hit up Tysons. Jbro has been really supportive during this past month and kept on telling me that everything will be ok. Those little phrase actually meant a lot. Felt the love and the support.
By some miracle, on the way to Tysons, I got a call from one of my job sources, whom I met three or so months ago. She offered me a temp job right there on the phone and it would start the next morning at 9am. It was too short of a notice, but like everyone know, my spontaneity keeps the excitement in my life. Without much thinking I told her I take it. It was definitely one of those moment that just stoke you. The un-expectancy of the matter made the situation more surreal. I was cheesing for the rest of the night for sure cause it was just unbelievable and hard to soak it all-in in my head.
This new gig is the reason I been M.I.A. from my own world. Had to get up 5am in the morning so I could leave the house by 7, be at Tysons by 9 and be back home around 8ish. Quite a challenge, but I need to get use to this. This is what I been wanting for after all, can't complain when your dream is given to you. So far I have been loving this new habit of getting up early. Its refreshing and feels like I live longer lol since I would be awake nineteen hours a day instead of twelve. Feels more alive.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Jbro and Kfed Bday Weekend
A lot went on this past weekend.
Thursday:
Woke up early to finish my Communication class three pages paper. Literally opened my eyes at 730am, fired up the lappy and started writing. There was no doubt that I was on the roll that morning. Brain juice was flowing so hard it was spilling everywhere. I finished three pages in less than 30 mins. Admired my own work and went back to bed. Woke up second time, it was like being born again. Fresh, got up, get ready and head up to class.
Met up with Jbro later on that evening to discuss what was his Bday weekend plan. One thing I hate about friends' bday, I always have a hard time picking a bday present. Suddenly I got a bright ass idea like my ass always come up with. Said to myself: I'm going to throw him and Kfed a private party with our own bar and bartenders. Called up homeboy Davey pulled some magic and Whalla! I got it. Can't wait for Saturday.
Thursday been good so far. Honestly, my Thursdays have always been better than weekends. Shit that I do on Thursday always fun and relaxing. Too bad the night was young, it was far from over and I spoke too soon. On the way home after Jbro dropped me off at Mason, right after I turned in to 123, I got pulled over by a Statie. He gave me a bill of $82 for joy riding Alexis butt nekkid in a 40 degs weather with three months expired license plate. I was like ok. It was my mistake. I was not mad, pissed off or even cussing. Cool as a breeze. Continuing my drive home, two stop lights and two miles down the road later I passed by a County boys. In my mind, I was like ok, pull me over beetch I'm gonna show you what Mr. Statie just gave me ten minutes ago and you gonna leave empty handed. WROONG!! He pulled me over, I showed him the tix I just received and he saw a "Yes, I'm 21 and I can drink" bracelet. You know those shitty orange or neon green paper that wraps around your wrist when you go to clubs. So Johny Law here started questioning me about drinking, aimed his spotlight straight to my eyes to check if homeboy's pupils were dilated or not.
And yes, I been drinking that day. I drank with homeboy Davey when I was trying to pull some strings for the party and I had some more at Puma Store in Tysons. The minute I walked into that store earlier that evening, I thought it was my lucky day, cause they had a "discount party" where they handed out unlimited amount of dranks all night long. Classy!
So yeah, go back to the story. Good thing "I was not that drunk" (lol beerfest much). My breath reeks beer but I was not inebriated. I think he knows that but he just decided to let it slide. He was nice enough to give me two warnings and let me go. At this point, I just wanted to be home. That was a bad Thursday.
Friday:
Did not get a good night sleep. I was irritated about what happened last night, and shit I gotta do for friday. Go to the courthouse, DMV, fix my other car etc. Another early start, take care of everything and by 3pm I was beat. All I wanted to do just lay down and go to sleep. Called out from work, cause I did not feel like working and had to meet the boys to start Round #1 of Jbro and Kfed bday celebration. Head up to Baltimore for our night of debauchery. Man, it felt like high school again. Before we left, Wall-E decided to get a 24 pack of Corona. Popping bottles all the way to Baltimore. There were signs along the interstate that says, "Call 911 and report drunk driving" and everytime we see that sign, we would raise our drinks and make a toast inside the car. It was definitely a good night. Wall-E got to hook up with the server, Jbro Kfed and Suk got their lap dances, and I got an awesome treatment from April,the dancer and numbers from some cougars. April aka Khristmas definitely show me the real meaning of "in yo face" phrase.
Saturday:
Been excited about the party. One of my concern was the weather. It was in the 50s couple of days ago but when I woke up that morning it was 30s and snowing. But that is not gonna stop Audit from the second round of Jbro and Kfed bday celebration. In fact the colder it is, the more you need to drink up to help the body compensate the cold.
Got off work, picked up Precious the bitch and head up to Blackjack. It was not as busy as expected, but it was ok. Let the juices flowing, dance a little with victoria secret "credit card girl" and left for late night kabob grubs.
This is when everything turned bad. What happens next is gonna make everyone cringe like when you found out that your church going little daughter who is about to turn 16 got preggo by Mandingo. As we were about to leave, I had a feeling that something about to go down. It was just so much drama and shit that involves just to leave the parking lot. My first mistake was letting Precious little bitch drove my car. I don't feel like going into details on this issue, because it would piss me off, but shit happened and it involves five cars and all the drivers were drunk. Fuck!
Thursday:
Woke up early to finish my Communication class three pages paper. Literally opened my eyes at 730am, fired up the lappy and started writing. There was no doubt that I was on the roll that morning. Brain juice was flowing so hard it was spilling everywhere. I finished three pages in less than 30 mins. Admired my own work and went back to bed. Woke up second time, it was like being born again. Fresh, got up, get ready and head up to class.
Met up with Jbro later on that evening to discuss what was his Bday weekend plan. One thing I hate about friends' bday, I always have a hard time picking a bday present. Suddenly I got a bright ass idea like my ass always come up with. Said to myself: I'm going to throw him and Kfed a private party with our own bar and bartenders. Called up homeboy Davey pulled some magic and Whalla! I got it. Can't wait for Saturday.
Thursday been good so far. Honestly, my Thursdays have always been better than weekends. Shit that I do on Thursday always fun and relaxing. Too bad the night was young, it was far from over and I spoke too soon. On the way home after Jbro dropped me off at Mason, right after I turned in to 123, I got pulled over by a Statie. He gave me a bill of $82 for joy riding Alexis butt nekkid in a 40 degs weather with three months expired license plate. I was like ok. It was my mistake. I was not mad, pissed off or even cussing. Cool as a breeze. Continuing my drive home, two stop lights and two miles down the road later I passed by a County boys. In my mind, I was like ok, pull me over beetch I'm gonna show you what Mr. Statie just gave me ten minutes ago and you gonna leave empty handed. WROONG!! He pulled me over, I showed him the tix I just received and he saw a "Yes, I'm 21 and I can drink" bracelet. You know those shitty orange or neon green paper that wraps around your wrist when you go to clubs. So Johny Law here started questioning me about drinking, aimed his spotlight straight to my eyes to check if homeboy's pupils were dilated or not.
And yes, I been drinking that day. I drank with homeboy Davey when I was trying to pull some strings for the party and I had some more at Puma Store in Tysons. The minute I walked into that store earlier that evening, I thought it was my lucky day, cause they had a "discount party" where they handed out unlimited amount of dranks all night long. Classy!
So yeah, go back to the story. Good thing "I was not that drunk" (lol beerfest much). My breath reeks beer but I was not inebriated. I think he knows that but he just decided to let it slide. He was nice enough to give me two warnings and let me go. At this point, I just wanted to be home. That was a bad Thursday.
Friday:
Did not get a good night sleep. I was irritated about what happened last night, and shit I gotta do for friday. Go to the courthouse, DMV, fix my other car etc. Another early start, take care of everything and by 3pm I was beat. All I wanted to do just lay down and go to sleep. Called out from work, cause I did not feel like working and had to meet the boys to start Round #1 of Jbro and Kfed bday celebration. Head up to Baltimore for our night of debauchery. Man, it felt like high school again. Before we left, Wall-E decided to get a 24 pack of Corona. Popping bottles all the way to Baltimore. There were signs along the interstate that says, "Call 911 and report drunk driving" and everytime we see that sign, we would raise our drinks and make a toast inside the car. It was definitely a good night. Wall-E got to hook up with the server, Jbro Kfed and Suk got their lap dances, and I got an awesome treatment from April,the dancer and numbers from some cougars. April aka Khristmas definitely show me the real meaning of "in yo face" phrase.
Saturday:
Been excited about the party. One of my concern was the weather. It was in the 50s couple of days ago but when I woke up that morning it was 30s and snowing. But that is not gonna stop Audit from the second round of Jbro and Kfed bday celebration. In fact the colder it is, the more you need to drink up to help the body compensate the cold.
Got off work, picked up Precious the bitch and head up to Blackjack. It was not as busy as expected, but it was ok. Let the juices flowing, dance a little with victoria secret "credit card girl" and left for late night kabob grubs.
This is when everything turned bad. What happens next is gonna make everyone cringe like when you found out that your church going little daughter who is about to turn 16 got preggo by Mandingo. As we were about to leave, I had a feeling that something about to go down. It was just so much drama and shit that involves just to leave the parking lot. My first mistake was letting Precious little bitch drove my car. I don't feel like going into details on this issue, because it would piss me off, but shit happened and it involves five cars and all the drivers were drunk. Fuck!
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday Encounter
Sunday morning, I woke up feeling grateful. Thank God its Sunday! that's the first thing came to mind the minute I opened my eyes and see some sunshine. It was too long of a weekend for me. Too much good time and partying to the point it was too good to be true. I started getting nervous by Friday morning and wished it was Monday already on Saturday night. I was definitely overdosed on good times.
The long ass weekend gave me a chance to see how it feels like to be a rockstar. You know, the life that you can only dream of and only see on tv. It was full blown partying, hanging out, drinking, and wasting money on things you don't need, scheduled non stop from morning to night for four days straight. So before weekend was over, I had enough.
The original plan that Sunday was supposed to be staying home, being lazy, catching up on some sleep and some family time at home sweet home, but before I even get a chance to open the door in my room, I heard my brother already making alot of noise outside. Looked out the window, lil mofo was washing his car. A little background, there are a lot of equipments and stuff that need to be pull out in order to wash a car in Audit's household. The effort in getting all those outside is quite a work out. That is not involving the wash, brush, drying the car and waxing the wheels. So my lazy brain started thinking that half part of the task of washing a car is already done, so might as well. Yes, you know it, I ended up washing the cars at 730am Sunday morning. Chill original plan definitely out of the window.
Cars looking good and stomachs were empty, so we cruise up to Reston to get some brunch at this burger joint that lil mofo always telling me about. Before I know of this place, 5guys and in-n-out in the Westies are the only place I get my burg. But that day, things changed. lil mofo took me to this place The Counter, where you build your own stack. It was AWESOME! You can put soo much stuff that you've never imagined before on your burg. Ten different kinds of cheese, over ten choices of toppings starting from avocado, salsa, boiled eggs, fried eggs, fried pineapple, and much more. They even cook the meat the way I imagined it. Medium and pink in the center. I have never encounter a burger joint like the counter. It was definitely a path to a food enlightenment. To top off my Sunday morning goodness, we had a bowl of sweet potato fries with their special sauce. Too bad time flew by when you're on cloud 9. Before I know it, it was time to get back home and back on the grind. Otherwise, I would've check out the gellato shop next door.
No pics this time. I had low expectation coming into this place, so I didn't bring my camera, but I was undoubtedly wrong that morning.
The long ass weekend gave me a chance to see how it feels like to be a rockstar. You know, the life that you can only dream of and only see on tv. It was full blown partying, hanging out, drinking, and wasting money on things you don't need, scheduled non stop from morning to night for four days straight. So before weekend was over, I had enough.
The original plan that Sunday was supposed to be staying home, being lazy, catching up on some sleep and some family time at home sweet home, but before I even get a chance to open the door in my room, I heard my brother already making alot of noise outside. Looked out the window, lil mofo was washing his car. A little background, there are a lot of equipments and stuff that need to be pull out in order to wash a car in Audit's household. The effort in getting all those outside is quite a work out. That is not involving the wash, brush, drying the car and waxing the wheels. So my lazy brain started thinking that half part of the task of washing a car is already done, so might as well. Yes, you know it, I ended up washing the cars at 730am Sunday morning. Chill original plan definitely out of the window.
Cars looking good and stomachs were empty, so we cruise up to Reston to get some brunch at this burger joint that lil mofo always telling me about. Before I know of this place, 5guys and in-n-out in the Westies are the only place I get my burg. But that day, things changed. lil mofo took me to this place The Counter, where you build your own stack. It was AWESOME! You can put soo much stuff that you've never imagined before on your burg. Ten different kinds of cheese, over ten choices of toppings starting from avocado, salsa, boiled eggs, fried eggs, fried pineapple, and much more. They even cook the meat the way I imagined it. Medium and pink in the center. I have never encounter a burger joint like the counter. It was definitely a path to a food enlightenment. To top off my Sunday morning goodness, we had a bowl of sweet potato fries with their special sauce. Too bad time flew by when you're on cloud 9. Before I know it, it was time to get back home and back on the grind. Otherwise, I would've check out the gellato shop next door.
No pics this time. I had low expectation coming into this place, so I didn't bring my camera, but I was undoubtedly wrong that morning.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Turkey Bowl
Hell yeah!!! So excited for this event, I even woke up earlier than my alarm clock. The time as I'm writing this is 449am Saturday, Nov 28 2009. I am an hour and fifteen minutes ahead of the stupid clock that I hate cause it always beat me.
I'll be there reppin' for the whole GMU crew, Jbro, and maybe Phil, cause he's on the opposing team. You need to switch team playa haha...
Hopefully, its not gonna be too cold, cause I'm gonna be standing around out on the field taking pics in a 40dees for most of the day. Aitte time to get ready, get warm and shoot. Stevey gonna rock (the)six-Zero fo' sho'.
Later on in the afternoon
Fun day. Weather a little chilly, but undeniably had an awesome time taking pics and hanging out with Jbro, Kfed, Habanero, Tabasco Sauce and my extended fam from VCU.
This what I had to deal with all day
I realized that I like women who play football than the ones who just like to watch the game.
This ball was 2 seconds away from hitting my face and my camera (notice how everyone was looking at my direction). After I snapped the pic, I literally do the duck and tuck move in front of the whole NoVa Crew to avoided it. But later on that day, there was another one that was too close to avoid and it hit me where it shouldn't be, so yes hilarity ensued.
I was there for 7 hrs for this kinda shot, but even this is not close enough. I guess its time to invest on some enhancement product haha.. Oh..thanks to Kfed for bruising my ego after he pointed that some other guy on the field had bigger and longer equipment.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Thanksgiving
My first official Thanksgiving where I sit down with one of the fams gobbling on the gobble-gobble. Thanks again to Jbro and family for the warm welcome and hospitality. Your dad knows what's up! Turkey, Ham, Roast Beef,and Pho!?!?! There's no doubt he was the MVP that night. Now I know why you are the way you are hommie. You are definitely surrounded by awesomely good people.
First thing in the morning, me and the fam hit up Hari's housewarming/Thanksgiving get together. We were treated with some good ol' Indonesian foods. Got to eat some of the foods that I have not tasted in the past eight years. Undoubtedly it was a reminder of how good home feels like and where I came from. Can't ever forget that.
Next stop, Jbro's. I have been to his crib so many times but yesterday was the first time I get a chance to meet and greet with the full house. Good people, food, drinks, and importantly awesome convos. Big thanks for your dad and uncle for the life road map that we youngins needed. They know us, the GPS kids are led by a white female voice name Lamar with a 3 inch screen and don't know any better.
We left Jbro's feeling full and happy. Supposed to meet up with Randi right after, but he had to go to another party, so me and the bro head home to unwind and refresh for later on cause we know the night was young.
3 hrs later: Got my shower, my little lazy time on the bed, and to top it off a cup of Irish coffee with alot of Baileys. I was ready to go. Hit up the Shisha place to hang out with Randi and Priyank. Regular talk about breaking bread and getting to the top before I was completely fawk. Habibie had to be putting some shit that was not supposed to be on the double apple joint. Did not stay as long as I usually do, so we left right after midnight to do some early Black Friday Shopping...
First thing in the morning, me and the fam hit up Hari's housewarming/Thanksgiving get together. We were treated with some good ol' Indonesian foods. Got to eat some of the foods that I have not tasted in the past eight years. Undoubtedly it was a reminder of how good home feels like and where I came from. Can't ever forget that.
Next stop, Jbro's. I have been to his crib so many times but yesterday was the first time I get a chance to meet and greet with the full house. Good people, food, drinks, and importantly awesome convos. Big thanks for your dad and uncle for the life road map that we youngins needed. They know us, the GPS kids are led by a white female voice name Lamar with a 3 inch screen and don't know any better.
We left Jbro's feeling full and happy. Supposed to meet up with Randi right after, but he had to go to another party, so me and the bro head home to unwind and refresh for later on cause we know the night was young.
3 hrs later: Got my shower, my little lazy time on the bed, and to top it off a cup of Irish coffee with alot of Baileys. I was ready to go. Hit up the Shisha place to hang out with Randi and Priyank. Regular talk about breaking bread and getting to the top before I was completely fawk. Habibie had to be putting some shit that was not supposed to be on the double apple joint. Did not stay as long as I usually do, so we left right after midnight to do some early Black Friday Shopping...
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Encore
Thursday:
Slow day, got out of class early and pissed of cause I drove 45 mins for a 20 mins class. Went to Chipotle before hitting the GPS take me home button. Half way enjoying my Steak Burrito I saw two familiar faces walking into the door. Two people that I have not seen or hanged out in forever. It was D and her lilbro. So I finished my halfway devoured burrito and went to her table. It turned the mood right away. I have been hanging out with the same genre of crowd, so it was good to switch it up a bit and hang out with a less edgy people (no offense to my other peeps). Laugh always presents in every conversation with her. Not a bad day after all. We got a chance to talk about all of the above; life, love, school and girls. Btw, thanks for the tips and unwritten rules on these beetches D. We definitely need to hang out more often!!
Friday:
First day I have a day off of work since God knows when. Its the day where I don't need to rush home from work to get ready and come fashionably really-really late to the event that I get invited to. I purposely take a day off, cause I was excited for the event that The Godfather and I had rigorously planned and excited to go to since two months ago. Props for him and his hard work in getting us the hottest table with the hottest people. Woke up that morning, did some errands like usual, washed the cars and by 630 I was at The Godfather's crib.
Waited for my date, the one and only Ms. Malloy to arrive. She looks F.I.N.E. FINE like always (see I wrote fine twice). Then we went scoop up The Godfather's dates (yes, plural. He had two mamasitas, who were more caliente than habanero pepper and tabasco sauce combined) then off we went to the SemiFormal. Met up with Dat, Tien, LInda, Mr. and Ms. Jeri Lee, and the man himself Mr. Sabor, who has been there waiting for us outside of The Garden. Couple of drinks, ok food, relaxing convos, and a bomb ass dance made it a good night.
Swung by to Dat's after party. Saw all the freaky-ness came out of some people that I did not know they even existed. I guess sex on the beach with Jose bring out the other side of people. Good thing I refuse to hang with Jose that night, God knows what will happen.
Saturday:
Got off work, tired as hell especially with only 4 hours of sleep the night before. On the way home from work, I told myself: no going out. Its a chill home Saturday. The Godfather invited me over to some girl bday party and I turned it down after I see myself in the mirror. I got two red eyes and a pair of black circles around my eyes from the lack of sleep. At this point I was running on 20% SteveyAudit Battery life. Layed around in bed with an empty stomach about to passed out. Then I got a call from Ndj telling me to scoop him up at his work place so we can go to HoneyPig. I said, "Whaat...?? No Way!!! Who's going?" and "OK".
For some of you who has never been to HoneyPig, you're missing out on life. That place is as fob-by and shaddy as a basement in the shanty area of Bangkok turned into a restaurant. The minute you walk into that door, you'll feel like you're in another world. Foreign yet familiar, cause you probably see the same settings in Bourdain's show. That place is about what Kfed described as AsianGlow, Pork bellies, Ox intestines and whole bunch of yellow people eating red meats.
So by that description, you know I could not turn down the offer. Started the car, scoop up Ndj and called Kfed to meet us there. By midnight, we got Won and Ms. Cass in our table ordering three orders of beef ribs, two orders of bulgogi, and four soju bottles. At the end of the night we devoured about 60 oz worth of beef and total of 45 shots. All and all it was another awesome night.
Obviously we need to take pics of some drunk asians posting on Little River Turnpike at 230am
And some drunk Korean guy who had a hard time getting into his car and ended up passing out in his backseat
Sunday:
I was soo hangover from the previous night it wasn't even funny. I have not felt like this in a while. I guess that was a sign of a good night. If it wasn't because of the five guys who helped me sober up and got me a big jug of hate-o-rade I would not be able to go to work that afternoon.
Big thanks to the five guys who helped me sober up
Slow day, got out of class early and pissed of cause I drove 45 mins for a 20 mins class. Went to Chipotle before hitting the GPS take me home button. Half way enjoying my Steak Burrito I saw two familiar faces walking into the door. Two people that I have not seen or hanged out in forever. It was D and her lilbro. So I finished my halfway devoured burrito and went to her table. It turned the mood right away. I have been hanging out with the same genre of crowd, so it was good to switch it up a bit and hang out with a less edgy people (no offense to my other peeps). Laugh always presents in every conversation with her. Not a bad day after all. We got a chance to talk about all of the above; life, love, school and girls. Btw, thanks for the tips and unwritten rules on these beetches D. We definitely need to hang out more often!!
Friday:
First day I have a day off of work since God knows when. Its the day where I don't need to rush home from work to get ready and come fashionably really-really late to the event that I get invited to. I purposely take a day off, cause I was excited for the event that The Godfather and I had rigorously planned and excited to go to since two months ago. Props for him and his hard work in getting us the hottest table with the hottest people. Woke up that morning, did some errands like usual, washed the cars and by 630 I was at The Godfather's crib.
Waited for my date, the one and only Ms. Malloy to arrive. She looks F.I.N.E. FINE like always (see I wrote fine twice). Then we went scoop up The Godfather's dates (yes, plural. He had two mamasitas, who were more caliente than habanero pepper and tabasco sauce combined) then off we went to the SemiFormal. Met up with Dat, Tien, LInda, Mr. and Ms. Jeri Lee, and the man himself Mr. Sabor, who has been there waiting for us outside of The Garden. Couple of drinks, ok food, relaxing convos, and a bomb ass dance made it a good night.
Swung by to Dat's after party. Saw all the freaky-ness came out of some people that I did not know they even existed. I guess sex on the beach with Jose bring out the other side of people. Good thing I refuse to hang with Jose that night, God knows what will happen.
Saturday:
Got off work, tired as hell especially with only 4 hours of sleep the night before. On the way home from work, I told myself: no going out. Its a chill home Saturday. The Godfather invited me over to some girl bday party and I turned it down after I see myself in the mirror. I got two red eyes and a pair of black circles around my eyes from the lack of sleep. At this point I was running on 20% SteveyAudit Battery life. Layed around in bed with an empty stomach about to passed out. Then I got a call from Ndj telling me to scoop him up at his work place so we can go to HoneyPig. I said, "Whaat...?? No Way!!! Who's going?" and "OK".
For some of you who has never been to HoneyPig, you're missing out on life. That place is as fob-by and shaddy as a basement in the shanty area of Bangkok turned into a restaurant. The minute you walk into that door, you'll feel like you're in another world. Foreign yet familiar, cause you probably see the same settings in Bourdain's show. That place is about what Kfed described as AsianGlow, Pork bellies, Ox intestines and whole bunch of yellow people eating red meats.
So by that description, you know I could not turn down the offer. Started the car, scoop up Ndj and called Kfed to meet us there. By midnight, we got Won and Ms. Cass in our table ordering three orders of beef ribs, two orders of bulgogi, and four soju bottles. At the end of the night we devoured about 60 oz worth of beef and total of 45 shots. All and all it was another awesome night.
Obviously we need to take pics of some drunk asians posting on Little River Turnpike at 230am
And some drunk Korean guy who had a hard time getting into his car and ended up passing out in his backseat
Sunday:
I was soo hangover from the previous night it wasn't even funny. I have not felt like this in a while. I guess that was a sign of a good night. If it wasn't because of the five guys who helped me sober up and got me a big jug of hate-o-rade I would not be able to go to work that afternoon.
Big thanks to the five guys who helped me sober up
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
MARIO ANDRETTI FOR THE NIGHT.
I have been feeling antsy, jittery, anxious and groggy lately. I can’t sleep for the past couple of days. The minute I close my eyes, my mind started racing and my heart goes over 200mph/hr. Every side that I face is like a terrifying blind corners and turns that kept me tossing and turning through out the whole night.
It has been a lot of crests and dips on this winding and narrow two lanes road. Its definitely not for the faint of heart. So far its quite an emotional roller coaster ride since last week. I have felt so many different emotions during the past 48 hrs is not even funny. At one point I was on top of the world, happy, excited and glorious. But on another note, the minute I take a breath to soak it all in, I was all the way down at the bottom, nervous, and hollow. I have not figured out what and why bothers me, but there are a couple things, places and people that I miss…
Uumm...that is probably why my mind automatically taking a fast drive at night. I just realized it after I wrote all that. SMH.
It has been a lot of crests and dips on this winding and narrow two lanes road. Its definitely not for the faint of heart. So far its quite an emotional roller coaster ride since last week. I have felt so many different emotions during the past 48 hrs is not even funny. At one point I was on top of the world, happy, excited and glorious. But on another note, the minute I take a breath to soak it all in, I was all the way down at the bottom, nervous, and hollow. I have not figured out what and why bothers me, but there are a couple things, places and people that I miss…
Uumm...that is probably why my mind automatically taking a fast drive at night. I just realized it after I wrote all that. SMH.
Monday, November 16, 2009
The Beginning
Finally after much procrastination and laziness, I get to start this blog. Big thanks to Jbro, Yahya and VJ, who made this possible and pretty much put a validation stamp on this idea of getting my thoughts out of the closet (no homo). Without these people Stevey's World would never see the light of day.
Friday:
It was the most fun I've had for the past 6 months. Hung out with the boys, Randi and Kfed. We roamed around K-City till 3am. Quite an adventure. Started off by going to Kabob place for a bomb ass goat. As usual, I can't start the night (or day) right without good, fulfilling food. Stomach was filled and mood was good, we decided to go get a drink or two before hitting the Shisha place.
Decided to check out the strip joint that we always passed by and wonder what's inside of it look like. It was disappointing. Place was small and dirty, the beetches were old and busted like a retired Fairfax County squad car after serving 10 years chasing street racers. While I was trying to order some drinks, we were greeted by this land beast with a neon pink fishnet body stocking and a pair of fat lips. She ran through her fingers on my spine, which I thought was Kfed, since he was standing right behind me, so I turned around with the thought of, "Kfed WTF are you doing??" and gave her that pissed off menacing look. I guessed that scared her 'cause she left right away. We then left after we found out this place only serve beer and wine. Yeah, classy!
So we decided to go to the sports bar across the street. Went in without getting carded, so that was wierd. A lot of guys hanging by the bar and the little round tables. No females in sight other than the server. Did not think much of it, cause we were not planning on hanging out that long. Just taking shots and leave.
For the first shots we went Japanese and get the kamikaze, but we felt that the Jap presence wasn't strong enough so we invited the French Goose to join the party. Randi was not impressed and Kfed needs a chaser cause our own enemy were putting up a good fight, so as a final showdown, Kfed invited some more Japs to bomb our USSR. Mission accomplished! we were feeling the funk, which is a sign of a good night.
The more time we spent over at the bar, the more of this certain vibe came in. While we waited for the Goose to arrive, my eyes were drawn to the two guys hanging out by the bar behind Randi. One was my kind and the other was dove. First of all, me and my boys are really close, but this one was too close to the point it was weird. So I told Randi to be alert, just in case he got attacked from behind LOL. After our third shot, we left the bar in a slowly but surely manner. Walked to Shisha place and like always, it would not be a good night without a good conversation accompanied by a relaxing cloud of smoke.
Saturday:
Did not get enough sleep cause I had to get up early in the morning and do errands. If I knew it would turned out the way it was I would've slept in and not care about it. Disappointing. Like a good friend of mine always say: it was a waste!
That pretty much sealed the deal that I was not going to go out for the rest of the day other than work. So that night I decided to stay at home and do one of the fun things I like to do. Nothing say: Life is good more than good foods.
Miso Glazed Salmon pan fried on a bed of roasted peppers with rice and corn as a side.
While I'm at the food topic, might as well show other Audit's Special:
Beef Ribs Teriyaki Glazed along with corn and rice. Accompanied by a glass of modelo and soco lime.
New York Strip with rice glazed thousand island along with a glass of budlight. Git r done!
Sunday:
Woke up early to hang with the crew. Today, It was not a regular gathering. We did a cook out with the top shelf people. Said hi to the new faces and chilled with the old heads. Perfect day and right vibe. I'll let the pics do the talking:
Friday:
It was the most fun I've had for the past 6 months. Hung out with the boys, Randi and Kfed. We roamed around K-City till 3am. Quite an adventure. Started off by going to Kabob place for a bomb ass goat. As usual, I can't start the night (or day) right without good, fulfilling food. Stomach was filled and mood was good, we decided to go get a drink or two before hitting the Shisha place.
Decided to check out the strip joint that we always passed by and wonder what's inside of it look like. It was disappointing. Place was small and dirty, the beetches were old and busted like a retired Fairfax County squad car after serving 10 years chasing street racers. While I was trying to order some drinks, we were greeted by this land beast with a neon pink fishnet body stocking and a pair of fat lips. She ran through her fingers on my spine, which I thought was Kfed, since he was standing right behind me, so I turned around with the thought of, "Kfed WTF are you doing??" and gave her that pissed off menacing look. I guessed that scared her 'cause she left right away. We then left after we found out this place only serve beer and wine. Yeah, classy!
So we decided to go to the sports bar across the street. Went in without getting carded, so that was wierd. A lot of guys hanging by the bar and the little round tables. No females in sight other than the server. Did not think much of it, cause we were not planning on hanging out that long. Just taking shots and leave.
For the first shots we went Japanese and get the kamikaze, but we felt that the Jap presence wasn't strong enough so we invited the French Goose to join the party. Randi was not impressed and Kfed needs a chaser cause our own enemy were putting up a good fight, so as a final showdown, Kfed invited some more Japs to bomb our USSR. Mission accomplished! we were feeling the funk, which is a sign of a good night.
The more time we spent over at the bar, the more of this certain vibe came in. While we waited for the Goose to arrive, my eyes were drawn to the two guys hanging out by the bar behind Randi. One was my kind and the other was dove. First of all, me and my boys are really close, but this one was too close to the point it was weird. So I told Randi to be alert, just in case he got attacked from behind LOL. After our third shot, we left the bar in a slowly but surely manner. Walked to Shisha place and like always, it would not be a good night without a good conversation accompanied by a relaxing cloud of smoke.
Saturday:
Did not get enough sleep cause I had to get up early in the morning and do errands. If I knew it would turned out the way it was I would've slept in and not care about it. Disappointing. Like a good friend of mine always say: it was a waste!
That pretty much sealed the deal that I was not going to go out for the rest of the day other than work. So that night I decided to stay at home and do one of the fun things I like to do. Nothing say: Life is good more than good foods.
Miso Glazed Salmon pan fried on a bed of roasted peppers with rice and corn as a side.
While I'm at the food topic, might as well show other Audit's Special:
Beef Ribs Teriyaki Glazed along with corn and rice. Accompanied by a glass of modelo and soco lime.
New York Strip with rice glazed thousand island along with a glass of budlight. Git r done!
Sunday:
Woke up early to hang with the crew. Today, It was not a regular gathering. We did a cook out with the top shelf people. Said hi to the new faces and chilled with the old heads. Perfect day and right vibe. I'll let the pics do the talking:
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