Sunday, August 07, 2005
Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege.
So about an hour after posting my last entry, as I brushed my teeth and got ready to go to bed my phone rings.
It was Jose Meza.
So much for the Twelfth Day.
He needed someone to cover the overnight shift and he had exhausted all his options. So I agreed and he showed up at my house around 1 AM in M-1, to drive me back to work.
I worked with Howie, this real doofy chinese guy. He's madd cool but he's so oafish. LOL. We had a good tour though. We did three calls and we even managed to sleep for a few hours between our first and second calls.
When I got back to base, I ran into Lori who did not have a partner because Crystal was out sick. She got partnered with Ryan and I jumped in the back to get a ride off the base.
I was so tired that I passed out the minute I sat down. When I woke up we were responding to an emergency at Buena Vida Nursing Home. I ended up riding along for half of their tour until they got called into Manhattan. I got off right before the entered the Triborough Bridge.
I took the subway over to Cin's house, gave her a little die-cast police car I had bought for her at 7-Eleven and then fell asleep on her couch.
I woke up and went to dinner with Priscilla and Cindy. Then we met up with Moe & Mo and headed out to Last Call. Sal came a few minutes later and then Ryan met us there, and then he and I took a ride out to Glendale to pick up Lori.
We did the usual drinkin, chill, vibe thing and then we bounced around 3:00 AM. The ride over to Jamaica and Woodhaven (where we were dropping Lori off) was interesting....
Sal drove the rest of us all home.
In the morning I got to work really early again and fell asleep on a chair in the garage. Ryan never showed and I ended up riding with Saltzman, old school style.
We headed out into the city and found ourselves stuck in the middle of a fire scene, and we got boxed in by a couple of ladders and engines. Since the EMS Chief on scene said he didn't need us at the moment we just hung around and took pictures. LOL.
Later that night, back to Cindy's house to change and wait for Lori. We went out to NuBar and ran into Fern and Armando there. Lori brought her friends Billie and Cathy. The two ghetto-est "suburban" Queens girls I have ever met.
We had fun, danced, drank, chilled and then we left around 3 AM again. These two girls were gonna smoke up, so Lori and I were going to walk with them when they ran into some guys and somehow agreed to go home with them and smoke there.
???
Lori was not very comfortable with the idea, and I thanked God she wasn't all gung ho about it as well. However these girls were going to go regardless, so Lori was going to go and take care of them.
So, of course I had to follow as well. The guys were actually cool people, but I still couldn't get past the fact that these girls were going to just simply go with them and smoke. These girls already had their own weed. Sigh. Thus, the title to my blog.
Lori and I finally managed to hurry them out of there after they finished smoking and get them home. Then she drove me home. We talked and then chilled in front of my house over a cigarette.
I think my body pulled an override and made me catch up on all my missed sleep. I woke up at 7:04 PM. I didn't get that groggy feeling that I usually get when I sleep that late. I just felt like I had woken up at 9 AM on a normal day.
I just chilled today, downloaded more music, uploaded pictures (in the new fire album and the old miscsellaneous album) talked to Crystal since we were both bored off our shit, and then updated this blog. It's late now and I got work at 11 AM again.
Off to bed.
Doc Out.
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It was Jose Meza.
So much for the Twelfth Day.
He needed someone to cover the overnight shift and he had exhausted all his options. So I agreed and he showed up at my house around 1 AM in M-1, to drive me back to work.
I worked with Howie, this real doofy chinese guy. He's madd cool but he's so oafish. LOL. We had a good tour though. We did three calls and we even managed to sleep for a few hours between our first and second calls.
When I got back to base, I ran into Lori who did not have a partner because Crystal was out sick. She got partnered with Ryan and I jumped in the back to get a ride off the base.
I was so tired that I passed out the minute I sat down. When I woke up we were responding to an emergency at Buena Vida Nursing Home. I ended up riding along for half of their tour until they got called into Manhattan. I got off right before the entered the Triborough Bridge.
I took the subway over to Cin's house, gave her a little die-cast police car I had bought for her at 7-Eleven and then fell asleep on her couch.
I woke up and went to dinner with Priscilla and Cindy. Then we met up with Moe & Mo and headed out to Last Call. Sal came a few minutes later and then Ryan met us there, and then he and I took a ride out to Glendale to pick up Lori.
We did the usual drinkin, chill, vibe thing and then we bounced around 3:00 AM. The ride over to Jamaica and Woodhaven (where we were dropping Lori off) was interesting....
Sal drove the rest of us all home.
In the morning I got to work really early again and fell asleep on a chair in the garage. Ryan never showed and I ended up riding with Saltzman, old school style.
We headed out into the city and found ourselves stuck in the middle of a fire scene, and we got boxed in by a couple of ladders and engines. Since the EMS Chief on scene said he didn't need us at the moment we just hung around and took pictures. LOL.
Later that night, back to Cindy's house to change and wait for Lori. We went out to NuBar and ran into Fern and Armando there. Lori brought her friends Billie and Cathy. The two ghetto-est "suburban" Queens girls I have ever met.
We had fun, danced, drank, chilled and then we left around 3 AM again. These two girls were gonna smoke up, so Lori and I were going to walk with them when they ran into some guys and somehow agreed to go home with them and smoke there.
???
Lori was not very comfortable with the idea, and I thanked God she wasn't all gung ho about it as well. However these girls were going to go regardless, so Lori was going to go and take care of them.
So, of course I had to follow as well. The guys were actually cool people, but I still couldn't get past the fact that these girls were going to just simply go with them and smoke. These girls already had their own weed. Sigh. Thus, the title to my blog.
Lori and I finally managed to hurry them out of there after they finished smoking and get them home. Then she drove me home. We talked and then chilled in front of my house over a cigarette.
I think my body pulled an override and made me catch up on all my missed sleep. I woke up at 7:04 PM. I didn't get that groggy feeling that I usually get when I sleep that late. I just felt like I had woken up at 9 AM on a normal day.
I just chilled today, downloaded more music, uploaded pictures (in the new fire album and the old miscsellaneous album) talked to Crystal since we were both bored off our shit, and then updated this blog. It's late now and I got work at 11 AM again.
Off to bed.
Doc Out.
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