Monday, July 04, 2005
I Can't Believe It's July Already!
So things go full-circle sometimes when you least expect it. You go from one side of the spectrum to the next in the blink of an eye.
A couple of days in the grand scheme of things is just about the blink of an eye.
I bought a car on Wednesday. She's a beauty. Four days earlier, I had no car. Or rather, not one that went anywhere. I couldn't have lived without a car. I mean I can live without many things... but not a car.
So my schedule got changed back finally. I'm back on the 11-7's. And just in time for the 4th. I'm happy because now I know I'll make it on time for some BBQ and quality time with my close friends.
Cindy is hosting once again and it should be just as great as last year. I excited about spending time with her and Tommy, Monique, and Sal. I'm not sure if Rene will be there, with the whole break up thing and all. I doubt it. I invited Mariel as well, and Ivan and Joel. Even Dre and his girl may stop by. It should be a fun time.
I got home super late last night. Strolled in around 7 AM, just as my mother was waking up. I slept on a Bay Ridge street, Zone 13-style after a long night in Astoria. I drank a whole fifth of Southern Comfort in about 15 minutes. Heh heh. We hit up Liquid. I was upset that Salty wasn't in town. It almost feels wrong chilling in Astoria without him now. LOL.
Fucking Cesar keeps blowing up my phone. It's getting annoying. "Wanna smoke?" "Is Ryan there?" "Let's go hang and find some bitches."
Sigh. But he's our sandwich man and I gotta be nice if we want to keep getting the hook-up with our breakfast. It is some good ass breakfast too.
Word of advice: Don't ever hang out with the pot-head Egyptian who makes your breakfast for you in a Manhattan delicatessen.
So we threw a graduation party for my bro today. We had some food and fun with lots of family friends. We then played Spoons which brought back memories of the Nicholas family and their socials.
My cousins however, call the game "Idiota", and the penalties for not grabbing a spoon are more severe. You get a letter written on your forearm in permanent marker everytime you lose until it's spells Idiota. I think some beer would greatly improve the game. LOL. Not to mention drunk people reaching out and fighting to grab spoons would be hilarious. And instead of forearm... forehead. Heh heh heh.
I woke up with a sense of freedom this morning... or afternoon. Ivan and I had a good heart to heart that recapped the revelation that Cindy and I had.
This Independence Day will great.
Not to mention my car's faster than Fern's. Hahaha. That one was for you Cindy. LOL.
Doc Out.
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A couple of days in the grand scheme of things is just about the blink of an eye.
I bought a car on Wednesday. She's a beauty. Four days earlier, I had no car. Or rather, not one that went anywhere. I couldn't have lived without a car. I mean I can live without many things... but not a car.
So my schedule got changed back finally. I'm back on the 11-7's. And just in time for the 4th. I'm happy because now I know I'll make it on time for some BBQ and quality time with my close friends.
Cindy is hosting once again and it should be just as great as last year. I excited about spending time with her and Tommy, Monique, and Sal. I'm not sure if Rene will be there, with the whole break up thing and all. I doubt it. I invited Mariel as well, and Ivan and Joel. Even Dre and his girl may stop by. It should be a fun time.
I got home super late last night. Strolled in around 7 AM, just as my mother was waking up. I slept on a Bay Ridge street, Zone 13-style after a long night in Astoria. I drank a whole fifth of Southern Comfort in about 15 minutes. Heh heh. We hit up Liquid. I was upset that Salty wasn't in town. It almost feels wrong chilling in Astoria without him now. LOL.
Fucking Cesar keeps blowing up my phone. It's getting annoying. "Wanna smoke?" "Is Ryan there?" "Let's go hang and find some bitches."
Sigh. But he's our sandwich man and I gotta be nice if we want to keep getting the hook-up with our breakfast. It is some good ass breakfast too.
Word of advice: Don't ever hang out with the pot-head Egyptian who makes your breakfast for you in a Manhattan delicatessen.
So we threw a graduation party for my bro today. We had some food and fun with lots of family friends. We then played Spoons which brought back memories of the Nicholas family and their socials.
My cousins however, call the game "Idiota", and the penalties for not grabbing a spoon are more severe. You get a letter written on your forearm in permanent marker everytime you lose until it's spells Idiota. I think some beer would greatly improve the game. LOL. Not to mention drunk people reaching out and fighting to grab spoons would be hilarious. And instead of forearm... forehead. Heh heh heh.
I woke up with a sense of freedom this morning... or afternoon. Ivan and I had a good heart to heart that recapped the revelation that Cindy and I had.
This Independence Day will great.
Not to mention my car's faster than Fern's. Hahaha. That one was for you Cindy. LOL.
Doc Out.
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