- 3 days ago
Today was nothing special. I was up before my alarm set off. Somehow I have been only sleeping about 4 hours daily. I always wake up around 3 am and can’t fall back to sleep. Sergeant has noticed and has taken the habit of coming in to my room around that time. I let him jump in my bed to comfort him as best. He is going down hill slowly, so I try to show him my love as best as I can. So, when I wake up I normally just have about 20 minutes to head out the door. I quickly change, prepaper my lunch, and think for a the reminding minutes that I have left. After my bus drops me off at my location, I walk the two blocks needed to reach my work location. But, before I go in, I buy my small Peets coffee (small because that stuff is too strong that it quickly makes my vowels start dancing) and my ham and cheese crossant. There was someone new working at that Peets coffee place that caught my eye immediatly after I entered. She was a pretty looking red head. I did not see her today, but I am hoping I can catch her something to lighten her morning up. So I get to work and there is a minor chance in the normal routine. The owner of the building was hanging around today for some special occasion and for that reason most of my co-workers were sent out to another location so that the place would be quieter than usual. Because of this I was doing more cleaning and rearranging than the normal electrical work. It was sorta of fun since I came across so many other materials that I have not gotten the opportunity to learn how they come at play. The General Foreman really liked the working progress that I had made during the day, however, he liked the final product even better. I sorta liked the building being emptier than usual. I have began to embrace my loneliness, so I like it when I get to have my breaks alone. In either case, the guys go out for lunch to some special place that they have and, because I am not a part of their social group, I do not get invited. Things like these used to bother me greatly before. For some odd reason, my most reason pain has left me a little cold and empty inside that things don’t really bother me anymore. The thought of my best friend Sergeant slowly leaving us even has lost an immense part of my emotions. Well, I can’t do anything about it. I will not go above and beyond to impress people, so if I don’t qualify to hang out within their group then fuck it.
- 1 week ago
Photos: Myung J. Chun / Los Angeles Times
This dude is every mans mancrush. I forget though…I think there is another guy out there that has a better car collection. At least Jay buys what he likes, not because he can buy the most expensive vehicle out there to show off.Source:
So I have been up at Guerneville most of the weekend. I returned today (Sunday) very early since I began to get impatient about coming home. The people I was with were cool folks, but it lacks that feeling that the real people you hang out with have. Like family and close friends. i decided to returned the long way home by taking the coastal highway 1. I decided to take the long way because I wanted to be alone for a while and also because I wanted to retrace the same road that me and Blondie last took before our relationship disappeared. I stopped at two cool spots that overlooked the ocean and took the pictures above. I wish I had a motorcycle to ride these roads. If love ever finds me again, I will find a very nice restaurant that looks out to the coast around this highway, have a romantic as hell dinner, and finish it later that night by dancing with her “Fly me to the Moon” by Frank Sinatra.