Never fails .. this time of year is hectic hectic hectic. With my birthday to prepare for, then Christmas, then New Years; from December 20th onward, I'm one busy pup. Usually, this time of year I'm at home visiting my mom as I'm off from school for the holidays (unless I pulled dumbass and decided to work while in school which I really didn't need to do), and thus hanging with buds and friends and cousins back home. But not this time; which personally I'm glad. Home is the same ol shit just different pile. Who drank where, who fought who, what party was this that and blah blah blah. The only big news is whose having a child and is the daddy sticking around. And frankly, I get tired of it. I mean, you can only realise a child is being born to 'someone who didn't graduate high school and has trouble holding a job' so many times before you just want to scream at all the kids fucking around. ... *breaths* .. okay, maybe that was too much info. But, when your younger brother and some cousins have children at the age of 16 while being high school drop outs, well ... you'd probably be as frustrated as I am. But I tell myself that their lives aren't ruined, they're just different than mine. Different .. who says thats a bad thing anyways?
BACK TO THE POINT ... which was? ... yes yes, one busy pup. Usually its more hectic than it has been this year ... why? Well, my younger sister's b-day is the day before mine, and a younger cousin (one of the 16 yr olds I mentioned) is the same day as mine ... so celebrations galore. Busy busy busy.
Time to relax though ... New Years is coming up, and I actually have a bf to spend it with. There's no more of home life's stresses to invade my existence.
Friday, December 30, 2005
F.F. Next Week
Sleep Walking
Watching the big screen TV, D sat on the living room sofa by himself. His mother was in the kitchen; cleaning or cooking, D didn't really know.
"Your dad should be back soon," he mom yelled out.
Barely audible, D replied "okay."
Usually D would be sitting on the sofa with his father sitting on the floor directly in front of him, both watching the TV. It seemd to be the only thing they had in common for it was really the only thing they've done together. But today, D's older brother had a hockey game and his father drove him. They didn't even tell D that they were leaving. That was usually what happened at the request of the older brother. He was always D's fathers favorite anyways. The TV went to commercial.
D turned his head, and glanced out the window into the darken country night. Pitch black was the outside, D could barely see the yard in front of the house. And suddenly the darkness came into the room and consumed D whole. He had fallen asleep.
4:23 AM the alarm clock read as Mom mysteriously awoke. Her eyes barely open but unable to close, she sat up on her bed wondering what could have awoken her. She half expected to see her son D either walking or running around in his sleep as he had on occassion done. But hearing nothing, she continued to wonder. She arose to her feet and began to walk toward the bathroom. Yet upon meeting the door was startled when D very slowly, with eyes wide open, walked into view. He appeared to be a trance.
"D" mom asked in a whisper, "D, you awake?"
D didn't answer, and with no answer Mom knew that he was sleep walking again.
"D, where you going?" she asked. Normally D wouldn't answer the sleep question but would answer everything else while in this state.
"To check on dad," D replied.
"Why?"
"To make sure he's not dead."
Mom was fully awake now. Wanting to pick up her son and reaffirm to him that his father was indeed alive, she could not move her feet a mere inch. She was startled and fightened by what her son had bluntly replied. What was she to do but watch her son slowly walk down the stairs, eyes transfixed before him, to the living room where his father lay asleep on the sofa.
"Your dad should be back soon," he mom yelled out.
Barely audible, D replied "okay."
Usually D would be sitting on the sofa with his father sitting on the floor directly in front of him, both watching the TV. It seemd to be the only thing they had in common for it was really the only thing they've done together. But today, D's older brother had a hockey game and his father drove him. They didn't even tell D that they were leaving. That was usually what happened at the request of the older brother. He was always D's fathers favorite anyways. The TV went to commercial.
D turned his head, and glanced out the window into the darken country night. Pitch black was the outside, D could barely see the yard in front of the house. And suddenly the darkness came into the room and consumed D whole. He had fallen asleep.
4:23 AM the alarm clock read as Mom mysteriously awoke. Her eyes barely open but unable to close, she sat up on her bed wondering what could have awoken her. She half expected to see her son D either walking or running around in his sleep as he had on occassion done. But hearing nothing, she continued to wonder. She arose to her feet and began to walk toward the bathroom. Yet upon meeting the door was startled when D very slowly, with eyes wide open, walked into view. He appeared to be a trance.
"D" mom asked in a whisper, "D, you awake?"
D didn't answer, and with no answer Mom knew that he was sleep walking again.
"D, where you going?" she asked. Normally D wouldn't answer the sleep question but would answer everything else while in this state.
"To check on dad," D replied.
"Why?"
"To make sure he's not dead."
Mom was fully awake now. Wanting to pick up her son and reaffirm to him that his father was indeed alive, she could not move her feet a mere inch. She was startled and fightened by what her son had bluntly replied. What was she to do but watch her son slowly walk down the stairs, eyes transfixed before him, to the living room where his father lay asleep on the sofa.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
10,000 Fists in the Air
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Here's a tune I'm totally diggin right now. Its from Disturbed's third album. The bf doesn't really like it, but I guess this band is an acquired taste.
Mah Boy
I'm BACK ...
Hope everyone's Christmas was a good one. Mine was great, ran the usual marathon of dinners .. turkey after turkey after turkey, and all I ate was the ham. I'd go into detail as to what I got for Christmas, but thats not what the holiday is about. So I'll just say I had a great time with family, and nieces and nephews, and cousins, and brothers and sisters, and aunts and uncles, and friends.
But what I really want to mention today .. is my boy made me cry. No gift out there has ever stirred a reaction like what he has given me this Christmas. And I shed a tear of joy only by reading the card. All I can say is .. my boy is good to me, maybe a lil too good .. but its all great. How on earth did I get so lucky to find him?
What did he give me? Well, my boy's family has a tradition of Christmas stockings, usually they fill their own stocking, but my boy filled my stocking for me (get your head out of the gutter you sicko, lol). There was a pluthora of goodies and treats and basic necessities in the stocking. He got me Gummie Bears, my favorite candy since I was a wee youngling. Candles, and I've never mentioned to him that I love candles. Hair products, thank god cause I was running out. And the most important thing ever in the world that I absolutely cannot live without (and am surprised I have this long), and thats a coffee maker. I finally have a coffee maker ... I can now make my boy coffee in the morning.
I'm speechless. My boy loves me, and I'm speechless.
pics by David Morgan, can be found at his site.
Hope everyone's Christmas was a good one. Mine was great, ran the usual marathon of dinners .. turkey after turkey after turkey, and all I ate was the ham. I'd go into detail as to what I got for Christmas, but thats not what the holiday is about. So I'll just say I had a great time with family, and nieces and nephews, and cousins, and brothers and sisters, and aunts and uncles, and friends.
But what I really want to mention today .. is my boy made me cry. No gift out there has ever stirred a reaction like what he has given me this Christmas. And I shed a tear of joy only by reading the card. All I can say is .. my boy is good to me, maybe a lil too good .. but its all great. How on earth did I get so lucky to find him?
What did he give me? Well, my boy's family has a tradition of Christmas stockings, usually they fill their own stocking, but my boy filled my stocking for me (get your head out of the gutter you sicko, lol). There was a pluthora of goodies and treats and basic necessities in the stocking. He got me Gummie Bears, my favorite candy since I was a wee youngling. Candles, and I've never mentioned to him that I love candles. Hair products, thank god cause I was running out. And the most important thing ever in the world that I absolutely cannot live without (and am surprised I have this long), and thats a coffee maker. I finally have a coffee maker ... I can now make my boy coffee in the morning.
I'm speechless. My boy loves me, and I'm speechless.
pics by David Morgan, can be found at his site.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
A quick Hello
Here's a quick hello to all my readers .. how was ya'll holidays? OMIGOD, home for a couple of days and the country accent is coming back ... must get back to the city, must get back to the city. lol ...
N E Ways, I don't think I've mentioned this, but coming home is alot like going back to old age, an age where kids get Ipod Nano's and yet have NO computer. And age where its a luxury to own a phone let along have the internet. An Age, I call home. so I finally found access to the internet thats high speed and I figured I'd drop a note and let ya'll know what's coming up ...
1) my bus ride that was late and have the most interesting people on board.
2) what I got for christmas
3) coming out to my dad
4) umm, ... I think thats it ....
So anyways, ya'll have a good couple of days, and I'll see ya on the flip side. (did I just say that? .. omigod, I did ... *bows head in shame* I'm such a dork.)
N E Ways, I don't think I've mentioned this, but coming home is alot like going back to old age, an age where kids get Ipod Nano's and yet have NO computer. And age where its a luxury to own a phone let along have the internet. An Age, I call home. so I finally found access to the internet thats high speed and I figured I'd drop a note and let ya'll know what's coming up ...
1) my bus ride that was late and have the most interesting people on board.
2) what I got for christmas
3) coming out to my dad
4) umm, ... I think thats it ....
So anyways, ya'll have a good couple of days, and I'll see ya on the flip side. (did I just say that? .. omigod, I did ... *bows head in shame* I'm such a dork.)
Friday, December 23, 2005
Last post til 12.29.2005
Well .. today is December 23rd, 2005, and at midnight tonight I'll be getting on board a bus to travel back home for the holidays. The downside, I won't be with my boy for christmas, and won't see him well until the 28th and 29th. Other downside, no internet access therefore no posts of Ruff Guff, Woofy men or interesting anecdotes expressed in the form of a story. Inactivity for this blog until the 29th. Sorry guys.
And I don't really have anything else to say today .. so here are some pics for ya to pass the time. True I cannot post enough to serve you well until christmas and the few days after ... but alas, I'm not the only blog out there. Happy Holidays everyone.
And I don't really have anything else to say today .. so here are some pics for ya to pass the time. True I cannot post enough to serve you well until christmas and the few days after ... but alas, I'm not the only blog out there. Happy Holidays everyone.
Thursday, December 22, 2005
The Gift
So I spoke with the BF today, he was rather ... upset? No ... lets put it this way, he had hoped I would blog about the gift he gave me for my burfday, and I didn't. So .. I'm sorry babe. It is a nice gift, really nice since I barely have any. But at the same time it is what I was looking at one day. Its in the colour I love and I don't have to return it at all (not like I would though). He bought me a dress shirt and tie, both are blue (tie is a darker blue). Why is this significant? Well, I am now 24 yrs old, and I've never EVER owned a tie. In fact, dress shirts for the professional look I've never owned either ... well, I had two before my burfday, but I bought those just this year in fact. And I find this kind of odd because pervious jobs I've held were in the professional corporate world where it is mandatory to look professional. I don't know how I did it, but I managed. Anyways, point of the story is that I got a good shirt (that he won't let me wear, lol ... I have to wash it first apparently).
But the bf also said something else ... after I mentioned that I cabbed it home yesterday and didn't pay. (I've never done that before and I seen my opportunity so I took it ... stupid thing to do since he dropped me off near my apartment, I never said I was a brightest crayon in the tool shed). N E WAYS .. he mentioned that the posts regarding my burfday were somewhat depressing. I admit, they are downers ... I mean, my burfday wasn't exactly a significant event this year. But, I looked back as to why I was feeling down regarding my burfday and I've come to realise that I cannot remember a time in my life (as young as it is) when my birthday was spectacular. I've never really had fun on my birthday. And why were my posts downers regarding my birthday, well this year it seemed that for once my birthday was, for once, going to be a big deal. And not just for me but for friends as well. And then ... nothing happens. The bf gets sick (not his fault) the day of, no one shows up at the party, the roommate ditches me, the friend who wanted to organise the party ditched me after arriving late ... how is one suppose to handle it? The birthday was a huge let down this year.
But, I was with someone. That I'm really happy about. He loves me, he cares for me, and he wants me to be happy. Not to mention he's just damn right gorgeous. Last year I had no one around, and I still had to act like I was okay about it ... this year I have him, and I can just be me. So thats my gift; someone to truly be me, with.
And its a nice shirt.
But the bf also said something else ... after I mentioned that I cabbed it home yesterday and didn't pay. (I've never done that before and I seen my opportunity so I took it ... stupid thing to do since he dropped me off near my apartment, I never said I was a brightest crayon in the tool shed). N E WAYS .. he mentioned that the posts regarding my burfday were somewhat depressing. I admit, they are downers ... I mean, my burfday wasn't exactly a significant event this year. But, I looked back as to why I was feeling down regarding my burfday and I've come to realise that I cannot remember a time in my life (as young as it is) when my birthday was spectacular. I've never really had fun on my birthday. And why were my posts downers regarding my birthday, well this year it seemed that for once my birthday was, for once, going to be a big deal. And not just for me but for friends as well. And then ... nothing happens. The bf gets sick (not his fault) the day of, no one shows up at the party, the roommate ditches me, the friend who wanted to organise the party ditched me after arriving late ... how is one suppose to handle it? The birthday was a huge let down this year.
But, I was with someone. That I'm really happy about. He loves me, he cares for me, and he wants me to be happy. Not to mention he's just damn right gorgeous. Last year I had no one around, and I still had to act like I was okay about it ... this year I have him, and I can just be me. So thats my gift; someone to truly be me, with.
And its a nice shirt.
Woof
I have no idea what it is ... but there's just something that turns my crank when a guy hides his eyes but shows off his bod. As you may have noticed (or may not have, whatever) many of my pics rarely showcase a face ... okay, there have been a few that did. But, my point, I lov e pics that hide the eyes ... I don't know why. I think they just look cool.
Ruff Guff
Life & Training
Do You See What I See?
May I present to you ... JIM'S LIFE & TRAINING IN PROGRESS
So, I got an email the other day asking me to check out this guys TA (Text America) site. And well ... cute, ain't he? Why yes he is. Yes he is. For those that don't know, Text America sites are moblogs ... Mobile Weblogs = sites that consist of pictures taken my camera cell phones. Sometimes the quality ain't that great ... most times the are. The above pictured fella, pics are always of great quality. Which I like .. cause if your gonna do something, at least make it presentable.
Anyways, here's a quick rundown of his pics ... he's a nut. lol Which is great, cause lets face it, life at times is too serious. We need people who just bust loose and have a good time even if they're alone (not saying he's a loner). With his many faces he makes at the camera .. and adorable smile, his site will make you smile as well. Check it out .. its linked in the headline.
May I present to you ... JIM'S LIFE & TRAINING IN PROGRESS
So, I got an email the other day asking me to check out this guys TA (Text America) site. And well ... cute, ain't he? Why yes he is. Yes he is. For those that don't know, Text America sites are moblogs ... Mobile Weblogs = sites that consist of pictures taken my camera cell phones. Sometimes the quality ain't that great ... most times the are. The above pictured fella, pics are always of great quality. Which I like .. cause if your gonna do something, at least make it presentable.
Anyways, here's a quick rundown of his pics ... he's a nut. lol Which is great, cause lets face it, life at times is too serious. We need people who just bust loose and have a good time even if they're alone (not saying he's a loner). With his many faces he makes at the camera .. and adorable smile, his site will make you smile as well. Check it out .. its linked in the headline.
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