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Wednesday, July 14, 2004

Sigh...

Today at work I had to "lay down the law" as Greg would say. I had told Nereyda something I had overheard about her. Naturally, Nereyda had to tell Margy. Then fucking Margy who didn't even listen to the whole story before she got heated goes off on Peter, who had NOTHING to do with the issue. What didn't she say to the poor guy. Then I see Nereyda crying cuz Peter got mad at her so I walked right up to Margy and went off on her in front of all the ladies in the Packing Department. margy started crying but I was like, "Fuck that man," and walked away. I don't need bullshit drama in my life. I went to talk to Peter and he and I cleared shit up. Jeez. Then Margy tries to apologize and shit. Whatever.

On top of that, I had thought we were gonna chill things out. But today I get four consecutive voicemails from this chick talking about how she misses me. I don't need this right now. I really don't. I also don't want to hurt her. I am not doing this. No way. I gotta do something to end this before it gets out of hand and someone gets hurt or trapped. I just wanna be able to chill with my friends and shit. LOL. I mean, for Pete's sake, I only know this girl a little less than two weeks, what the fuck is she thinking calling me telling me she misses me?! Advice is definetly welcome....

I was already pissed cuz this chick took my cigarettes away. Oh man that had me ticked off.

On another note, I finally spoke to Darrin and I think I'm gonna bring him with us to Coney Island this weekend. The kid's moving to Florida in two weeks so I gotta chill with him.

Armando warned me he may be disappearing on us again if he doesn't find a job in another two weeks. I know where he's going and what he'll be doing. Let's just say he doesn't wanna shit where he eats. Saddens me, but he's trying to make something out of himself and he's trying to make the money he needs to go to EMT school. Good luck to him.

Greg went to some hot party at Crobar tonight. I wish I had some flow to have gone. Nina Sky and someojne else (I forget) was gonna be there. I need to just relax. I don't think I'll be seeing much of Margy this weekend. I need to come up with my excuses soon tho. Lol.

So Kalina and I talked tonight. She want to chill with me this Saturday. Looks like she's gonna hire Cindy for her mother's baby shower. Saturday should be fun though. Haven't seen her since I took her to prom last year.

Got an e-mail from Nadine. She's loving it down in Atlantis. I was looking on the website, that resort is off the hook! She doesn't wanna come home and I don't blame her. I reminded her about sending me my freaking postcard! LOL.

I decided I'm buying a Hookah. Now I gotta figure out how I'm gonna convince my parents that I'm only smoking Nargila out of it and not some narcotic substance. LOL. Yeah Hookah...... mmmmmmm.





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