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!
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