Monday, November 20, 2006

Post Time: 12: 14 am

3| | |Hit the floor| | |4
Well last wednesday, I was coming home from class. On the way home I stopped at the gas station up the street from my house and got a cappuchino. Well I get home and since I'm the only one home, I park in the driveway. About 15 to 30 minutes later I have a 911 operator calling my house saying that the cops are looking for me. I was like "WTF man! I didn't even do anything today! I haven't had the chance too!" Well I look outside and my mailbox is gone! The mailbox itself is down the stree, and the post was in the yard. I'm thinking that some dumbasses were having fun, but I was wrong. I go outside and look down the street and there's cop cars and a fire truck. Well I go back into the house to finish a phone call with my dad. I was upstairs, and I heard a voice from downstairs asking if someone was home. Well it was a cop. There was an accident down the road. A woman was in a Ford F150 with her 5 year old son in the passanger seat. The woman had a seizure, hit my mailbox and ran into the gargage of a house down the street. The woman and her son were fine. I love the way the cop describe what had happened to my mailbox. He said "It was the first victim in this accident." hahahaha. I found that pretty funny. lol. But yeah, that was the highlight of my week I guess. The cop was pretty cute^^. I messed with Lance's mind a little on that. But it didn't bother him none.

3| | |Part of his world| | |4
Friday I went over to Lance's house as usual and cooked him dinner. I cooked him lasagna. Well his dad is usually over at his house, cause his wife has been a real bitch lately, so I see him a lot. And he's real nice so it's all good. While I was making plates for Lance and I, his dad helped himself to my cooking. Lance and I are sitting in the den together and his dad comes out and says "Damn you're a good cook!" lol. His dad really likes my cooking^^. He told me that last night. I told him that I didn't think that I was that great of one, but he was like "nonsense!" But Lance really liked the lasagna. I made a big serving of it, and most of it is already gone. I was like "damn boy." But no, it really seems like Lance's family really enjoys my cooking. I'm just glad that the food that I make doesn't go to waste^^. But Lance has told me a good few times "The quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach." So I believe that I have won over both Lance and his dad. hehee^^. I'm cool like that :P.

3| | |Painter Bear?| | |4
Yesterday I had to paint the inside of the shed in our backyard. Lance called me about 12:30 to see what I was up to. I asked him to come over and help me (he showed up about a hour and a half later. Silly boy). While he was helping me, I was painting a floor beam, he grabbed a paintbrush and painted my shoulder (I was wearing a men's tanktop- husband beaters as I call them). I put more paint on my brush and got paint on his hands, and then he'd wipe the paint that I put on him onto me. By the time it was over, I had paint on my left cheek, left shoulder blade, and all over both my arms and hands. He only had paint on the back of his neck that I got onto him in a cheap shot. He leaned over and kissed me and I dipped my hand into the paint and put it onto his neck, lol. I started painting at 12:15 pm and didn't finish until about 6:45 pm. Damn that took a long ass fucking time. And that was only primer! I have to go back and put regular paint paint on the inside sometime before wednesday >.< ugh...

3| | |Exploding Plate| | |4
Friday morning I was cooking myself some eggs, and my brother was home sos I cooked him some food too. Well he wanted some bacon, so I took his plate into the kitchen with me and cooked his bacon. As I was cutting it up to put into a crossiant, I left the plate over the hot burner on accident, and then BAM! The plate exploded. Well I thought my brother's dumbass could keep his mouth shut about that. Boy was I wrong! I come home friday night after being with Lance, and my mom asks me why didn't I tell her about the exploding plate. I look over at my brother who's grinning ear to ear and laughing.
Me: Why couldn't you keep that a secret?
Kevin: I tried. But when I went into the fridge and saw the bacon, I busted up laughing!
Me: Grrr....

Moron, I swear!

Well that's all for now. Later

No man is worth your tears, and the one that is won't make you cry....
~Unknown

Zeroing Out. . . .


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