My life is not really that hard, it just seems that way sometimes. I'm just a poor black man stuck way too far down south trying to make each day a little better than the last.

Friday, July 29, 2005

Friday

Wassup everyone out in the blog world,

I've come to the conclusion that I've gone about this blog thing all wrong. Even though it seems like I only post like twice a week, I'm actually always writing. I have like five drafts of different posts that I have been workingon. The reason I haven't posted them is because on reread I decide there not funny enough or dramatic enough or that I'm putting too much in or leaving too much out or repeating things or......Well, ya'll get it.

The whole reason I started THIS blog was so I could just get my feeling and thoughts and whatever out of head and to just join this community of bloggers. Many of whom I feel I've become quite attached too. I'm trying to open the door and post some of things that will let u guys really kind of understand me and where I'm coming from.

Now I have to drive to Hattiesburg to see my baby.
Shout OUTS to 4REAL( your long ass comments r always appreciated):), Churchboy, Smiling, Stone, Dirk(where u at ?),Bruthafree, and anyone else who has dropped by my place.

PS. I'm going to try to start posting pictures soon.

PPS. My B-day's coming up. I really want a IPOD( if anybody wants to get me one) just throwing that out there. LOL. Peace

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

27 July 2005

So this is where you want to be
In a world without me
Doing what you want to do
With no one to care about except you

You don't have me in the palm of your hand
And you're supposed to be a man
Yet you don't seem to comprehend
That I'm your child and not your friend

So, when you decide to be a real father
Then you will appreciate me as your son
And not just a bother


I wrote this when I was like 13. I just recently found it in one of my old notebooks. I guess I've just been thinking about Larry Sr lately. I don't know why. I gave up on him that one summer in 94......maybe I'll write that story soon.

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

The Recap

Today was a good day( I didn't even have to use my AK) following a somewhat mundane weekend. Well a couple of good things happened this Weekend, just little things that a geek like me would get excited about:

Friday: I had to work but that was my last day as the HNIC!!! So, of course I closed the office down at 2:00 pm. The rest of the the day was pretty mundane....Until I found my Stacie Latisaw(what ya'll know bout that), SWV(great), Hi-Five("Kissing Game") mix CD...WHAT!!!!!Man, I was so excited after that I almost...ALMOST went to Club Z that night. Of course once the serotonin(chemical in your brain responsible for elevated mood and pleasure) wore off I decided to eat a quarter pound of Oreos and watch the SciFi channel.

Saturday: Luckily it rained most of the day. So, I didn't feel TOO guilty for spending most of the day watching TV in my boxers. I was told that there was a Good Times Marathon all weekend. I only watched like two episodes though as I was never really a fan of the show. I know that's blasphemy against the whole of African-American culture. But hey...I like what I like. BooBoo had to work this weekend so I drove to his place to spend a little time with him. We got a pizza, had some way to acrobatic sex( I swear I pulled a hamstring ) and ended up falling to sleep on his couch with him drooling on my chest. You know you love somebody when you're not disgusted by being salivated on for a couple of hours.

Sunday: Got up at like 6AM and drove back home( BooBoo had to be at work at seven). Of course I had to do everything I'd put off Friday and Saturday. Procrastination is a ugly bucked toothed bitch. So I do my laundry.....Wash my car...Go to the grocery store. My friend Dexter came over. He's a bigger geek than me. This man has all of those old 80's cartoons on DVD. I watched Thundercats, Silverhawks and Transformers. It's funny they're not quite as entertaining 15 years later but it was still nice to go back for a minute.


And that's pretty much the weekend. Oh yeah I told my mom that I love her. I know that doesn't seem like a big thing but keep in mind that I have not said those words to her since like 94. Soooo yeah, the kids growing up.

Friday, July 22, 2005

Rejection Line

Rejection line: If you are a woman/man and are constantly approached by unattractive or undesirable women/men asking for your phone number,give them this number:

Atlanta: 770-908-7383
Baltimore: 410-347-1488
Boston: 617-658-7083
Charlotte: 704-559-4169
Chicago: 773-509-5096
Cleveland: 216-556-0051
Denver: 303-575-1696
Las Vegas: 702-387-2619
Los Angeles: 310-217-7638
Miami: 305-460-3285
New York City: 212-479-7990
San Francisco: 415-356-9833
Seattle: 206-781-3928
Washington, DC: 202-452-7468

Call the phone number . It's hilarious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

MEME

Uh, yeah I stole this......
Name: Larry Minor(I know Right)
Birthday: 9/17/79
Birthplace: Los Angeles, CA
Current Location: Biloxi, MS
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Height: 6'0"
Right Handed or Left Handed: Right
Your Heritage: African-American mostly...There some caucasion in the mix
The Shoes You Wore Today: Combat boots(they go withe the uniform)
Your Weakness: Muscular thighs and nice smiles
Your Fears: being broke and/or homeless
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Moving away from MS and completing at least 12 credit hours of school
Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: LOL
Thoughts First Waking Up: "phuck work"
Your Best Physical Feature: my smile
Your Bedtime: 10:30
Your Most Missed Memory: Hanging out with my friends that longer live here
Pepsi or Coke: Diet Pepsi
McDonalds or Burger King: McDonald’s… Dollar Menu
Single or Group Dates: Both are cool. Depends… hanging out with another couple is cool....sometimes
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: eeewwww ice tea
Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla
Cappuccino or Coffee: Iced coffee
Do you Smoke: That shit is nasty
Do you Swear: phuck yeah
Do you Sing: they call me Luther the 3rd
Do you Shower Daily: well musty nutz arent cute
Have you Been in Love: a couple times
Do you want to go to College: I need to finish
Do you want to get Married: Maybe....not really a priority
Do you believe in yourself: depends on the day
Do you get Motion Sickness: Only on large cargo planes during tactical take off and landing
Do you think you are Attractive: I'm adorable
Are you a Health Freak: I try to eat healthy .....sometimes
Do you get along with your Parents: Hell naw
Do you like Thunderstorms: As long as I'm in someones house
Do you play an Instrument: I used to play the sax
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: Yep
In the past month have you Smoked: I don't smoke
In the past month have you been on Drugs: I've seen what drugs can do to people...no
In the past month have you gone on a Date: with my baby
In the past month have you gone to a Mall: Yes, to buy shoes
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: Not all at one time
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: It's been years
In the past month have you been on Stage: public speaking doesn't work for me
In the past month have you been Dumped: nope
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: nope....strip poker though
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: some M&Ms when I was younger and kool-aid
Ever been Drunk: A few times, I don't remember them though
Ever been called a Tease: Yep
Ever been Beaten up: I've never even been in a fight..wait do older cousins count?
Ever Shoplifted: Naw...I'm too pretty for jail
How do you want to Die: Really old swimming in my money vault like Scrooge McDuck
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: Lion-O, master of the Thundercats
What country would you most like to Visit: Italy or England

In a Boy...
Favourite Eye Color: Whatever they were born with
Favourite Hair Color: Whatever is natural.
Short or Long Hair: Short..locs and braids....uh uh
Height: I rather they be shorter rather than taller
Weight: Proportionate
Best Clothing Style: Casual
Number of Drugs I have taken: Zero
Number of CDs I own: More than I feel like counting
Number of Piercings: earlobes only...men should should not be walking around with there bell button pierced
Number of Tattoos: doesn't matter as long as less than 20% of their body is covered
Number of things in my Past I Regret: 2..not finishing school and hurting BooBoo that one time

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

I'm the HNIC!!!!

The boss( I call him the Limey) is on vacation this week. He left me in charge. Did he know what he was doing. I think not.

I've been doing all kinds of ...Just wrong....negroidion things these past couple of day. Coming in like a hour late, taking two hour lunches...Going to the gym during work hours, just leaving a lot earlier than I'm supposed to be leaving( I'm on salary, get paid the same no matter what). I'm thinking I'm probably being a little immature but there's just so much down time during the day why not take advantage for the week. The works still getting done right......RIGHT!!!! Yeah, it's cool. Next week The Limey will be back and I'll be back to staring at the clock and coming up with excuses to get out of the office. This dude is not a bad guy, he's just one of those people that stick strictly to the rules. Plus he has a cool ass British accent.....That shit is HOT!!!! I'm gonna work on mine.
Right now I'm sitting in the office with my incredibly nice but equally odd co-worker/supervisee. I swear this girl has Tourretts. I mean just yelling out weird random shit out of nowhere. I swear I would be annoyed if this shit wasn't so funny. I'm sitting here typing and she talking bout "come on down to the sewers"...WTF!!!! I can't wait till 3:00 so I can go home.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Just call me Daddy.

Fatherhood is a bitch. The constant worrying that your kids are going to be alright. That they're making good choices God and the sacrifices. Of Time and money. And Jeez the...Wait ....Wait...Hold on.....I DON'T HAVE ANY KIDS!!!!!
What I do have is a needy mother and four broke ass younger siblings. Somehow I've become the patriarch of my immediate family. Everytime there is a problem, they all call me. I mean I could go back months...Hell, years. In general I'm a pretty generous person. I get it from my grandma, she was the kind of person who took other peoples problems on herself and did her best to try and fix them. She would give a stranger her last dollar. I loved my grandma but she died of heart attack at 62 with like $7 dollars int he bank . I aint going out like that. This month alone I've already been hit up by my mother to pay her phone bill.
One of my little sisters made the smart decision to leave the damn country with no ATM card, checks or any other way to access her money. Who you gonna call...DADDY.

My other little sister( just have the two) is supposed to be headed out on a trip to Mexico with her Church in a couple of weeks. Although her trip is paid for Mom has no money to give her...You know, food..A calling card...Post cards..Whatever. Who you gonna call....DADDY.

My younger brother. The brilliant collage graduate and wannabe screenwriter refuses to get a real job. He says he would rather be happy than to be able to pay his rent and ...I don't eat regularly. I think he's borderline bipolar and should be locked up before he hurts himself but that just me. Think Lynn from "Girlfriends" that's my brother. He is short on his rent this month. Who you gonna call....DADDY

My youngest brother(he's 13) wants to come here and spend a couple of weeks with me. I could probably handle that as long as he takes his medication. This lil dude has ADD and is hyper as hell when he's off his meds. Add that to the fact that he's already as tall as me and outweighs me by like fifty pounds. I mean I can't knock him out if he gets out of line. He needs new shoes...Who you gonna call....DADDY.

My mother told me that it's a blessing that I'm in a position to help them all the way that I am. I told her that I thought she stopped smoking crack. Man, I am so stressed out by all of this. I really feel like I have five kids. Five grown or damn near grown ass kids. For real while I would like to say I'm going to stop allowing them to stress me and my bank account, I know that I won't. Just call me Daddy.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Sweeeeeet

OH I ALMOST FORGOT. I got to finally see an episode of "Being Bobby Brown". I am sooo happy right now/ I can't believe I don't have Bravo. The comedy...The random dancing.....The Whitney....This is the kinda show TV addicts like myself live for. By the way yall should check out the new Surreal Life an VH1...one word Omarosa....what's the last name? Just Omarosa. .......That's all

I'm A Paper Pusher

Ahhh, The end to another great day. Naw, Not really. My day was pretty much the same as yesterday and the day before that and the day after that. I thought that I really wanted to work during the day like a normal person but my days are soooo damn boring. I usually finish my entire days work at like 11AM, leaving me trying to find busy work for the rest of day. To top my day off I had to participate in my sections mandatory physical training. Now, I don't mind exercise, it's good for you. I just don't understand why they decide to do it at 3:00 in the afternoon...In the middle of July....In the middle of Bumphuck, MS.
Speaking of MS. I can't believe I've been living here for over five years now. How did I get here? HOW!!!! SOMEBODY TELL ME HOW!!!!OH, GOD WHY HAS THOU FORSAKEN ME!!!
Whoa....Sorry I ...I...Yeah I'm back. Really, it's not that bad.I met some good friends here. I met BooBoo here. It's as hot as a jalapenos' coochie though. I aint lyin...I aint lyin.

Monday, July 11, 2005

Dennis tried to act a fool

Well, I just got back from outer space ...I mean Hattiesburg,MS. I'd planned to spend the weekend just chillin at the house, watching some movies, playing on the net, doing some laundry, watch The Goonies for the 424th time this month. You know just being lazy as hell. Then comes that BITCH Dennis( Hurricane that is) threatening to beat the shit out some part of the gulf coast.
Now I've lived in Mississippi for like five years now, but fortunately I've never been in town during one of these things. So, after promptly freaking out watching the weather channel all day Saturday and trying to decide whether or not I should try to get the hell out of dodge the decision was taken out of my hands....Harrison County ordered mandatory evacuations for my area. Now I'm like *(^^%@#%^% I got to drive but to where. Mom lives in a St. Louis, that's like a ten hour drive...Nope. The EX lives in Memphis( like a six hour drive) ..... That would have just been stupid.
I decide to drive up and stay with BooBoo, even though he has to work all weekend. Thing worked out though. The hurricane barely touched the MS coast (sorry Florida) I got to spend some time with the boyfriend. Got a free day off work.Hell, I even got my laundry done.

The only negative part of my weekend was spending like three hours arguing back and forth with my mother about HER phone bill. Yeah, HER phone bill. She apparently thought that I should pay it for her. Now see before yall start thinking I'm just an asshole son, let me clarify a couple of things. The phone bill I'm talking about is her cell phone bill...A cell phone she can't afford...A cell phone I told her not to get. My mother is chronically unemployed and very often I've had to send her cash to pay her bills...Buy food.etc. Now again before yall start thinking I'm a asshole let me give you some background on our relationship.
Picture it Sicily, 1924. Just playin.When I was younger, before I turned 12. I was a mommas boy fa sho. The sky could fall, the world could flood, Jesus could come back with his seven horseman. I would have been alright as long as I had my momma. You couldn't tell me I didn't have the prettiest, smartest and just greatest mom ever. Who would think that today I would have such a strong feeling of Hate...Well, maybe not hate anymore, but definitely strong dislike(sometimes) for this woman. My mother's a recovering alcoholic and drug user(crack head). I sometimes think that I'm over the physical, mental and emotional abuse I endured through my teenage years. Then I'll think about the time she choked me until I almost passed out or the time she left me alone for three days with my sick two year old little brother who as it turned out developed pneumonia or ALL the times she stole money from me or...Well you get the picture. Anywho, she's been clean for like four years now. Don't get me wrong, I'm proud of her for that. It's just that after she stopped using drugs she of course needed some financial help. Due to the fact that my grandmother had passed and that she'd pissed off the rest of the family it fell on me to help her out. Keep in mind that I hated this woman at this point. The only reason I was still talking to her was because she was taking care of my younger brother and sister. Still I payed her bills before I paid my own, I let my account go into the negative trying to help her out, I've taken out loans trying trying to help her get ahead. But she still does not have a job. That coupled with the fact that there is only so much I can do.
Sometimes she likes to kick an attitude when i tell her I can't help her out when she wants. Yeah, we get into it then. I mean how dare this woman who made my life hell, who I'm breaking my back trying to help out....WTF.
The point is I'm just tired of trying to help someone who isn't trying to help herself. I'm tired of feeling like I'm parenting my grown ass mother. I'm tired of her trying to make me feel guilty when she doesn't get what she wants from me. I'm tired of being tired of her.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Simmering Down

First off...I just want to say thank you to ShawnQT, Troy, Smiling, 4Real, Dirk and Jai for your comments on my last post. I took all of your advice to heart. I think I'm going to hold off on contacting him for awhile. I do hope that we can continue to be friends.
Right after I wrote my last post I wrote him a email detailing how I felt when he left and blah, blah,blah....But you know what, I just erased that shit it's time I let that go. Maybe I'll just tell him to read my blog:)
Besides, I HAVE a good man. I swear yall, despite whatever left over feeling I have forThe Ex I love BooBoo more and more everyday and I miss him right now. He drove down yesterday to spend the night with me. It was just....Great!!!!! I made dinner and yes a brotha can burn. We just spent the night play fighting, laughing and just acting like big kids basically. I'm cheesing right now just thinking about it. That's my baby.

Sidenote: It took me about 40 minute to write those last two paragraphs. I blame that on one thing. Strip Search!!! Strip Search is this reality show on VH1 about the search for ..........Well seven strippers. While there are some sexy ass men on this show( my fave...That sexy ass Peurto Rican , David). ........Aww shit right after I typed that they cut David. Ya'll see how the world be doing me. I'm going to bed.

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

5AM post

After working night shift in the Sleep clinic for years, I thought I really wanted to work during the day like a normal person. Getting up at like 5AM is a fat summa-a-bitch, though. Well, actually 3AM today( don't ask). I just couldn't sleep last night I don't know what the problem was. I think it had something to do with the EX calling me all out of no where last night.

The Ex and I broke up like 9 months ago, after being together for only 7 months. He was first in more ways than one. The first man I ever loved, the first to ever...whoa, wait bout to give ya'll too much. LOL. I LOVED this man. Would have done anything for him. But yeah, the only reason we broke up is because he had to move to Memphis. I wanted to give the long distance thing a try...He said he didn't think it would work and that wasn't the kind of relationship he wanted. I mean, I was hurt by that. I started thinking I didn't mean as much to him as I thought or that he just didn't want to be with me anymore. Eventually after a lot of discussion I realized I couldn't be the only one trying to make it work, I had to let that shit burn. Now, I love BooBoo with all my heart and wouldn't trade him for the world. Even when he's acting up, but that's another post. I guess I still just have a lot of residual feelings for the Ex, despite the fact that we've both moved on with other people.

Is this normal? Should I just cut off contact with him until these feelings go away?

Hopefully all these thoughts will help keep me awake for the next 8 hours.


Todays song "Sweet Memory" Vivian Green 2005