Friday, September 25, 2009

same breakfast, different day

sleep to wake, wake to sleep...the struggle continues.

made it to work on time this time to avoid gettin fired. whole bunch of examples followed by listing and repeatings as well as understanding maps. geography class feels like a no brainer now.

headed to rudi's resto and cafe on 811 mass ave for lunch.

(here's where i start doing more detailed restaurant reviews.)

atmosphere-open patio area outside for drinks. main dining room but large bar in the middle. some generic music, but overpowered by conversations led by construction workers.

cleanliness-bathroom was ok. floors need to be cleaned slightly, and other small bits of trash lying around.

location-off of mass ave where melnea cass blvd and 93 S starts. parking a bit tricky to find. main entrance is through the hampton inn suites.

service-the main server was prolly the nicer of the folks. waitress checked up on how the dish was, but did not ask if i wanted dessert. not too friendly but not pushy either.

food-ordered the resto burger, which came with salad and fries. fries were kinda soft. salad was ok, lightly covered in herb vinegarette, and burger itself was ok, but the cheese was kinda dull. pricewise, it was 10 bucks, not including tax and tip.

overall, if you're lookin for a bite to eat, this is a better alternative than mcdonalds, which is 2 blocks up the street, but there are cheaper and better crafted options out there.

back to base, bad news with packages and other trade items. needin to "prove" i'm tryin to find a job, but, so lies the balance between bummer and slumber.

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give change a chance.

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not really wantin to sleep now, other than for the reason of humanness. too much on my mind and heart.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

part 2 of peanuts, mucho mango

on the way back to base from crossroads, i saw a transvestite or a really mannish woman on the bus.

wasn't really so bad. the flow was kinda slow, but allowed for a lot of thinking. the group schematic seems kinda indifferent/fearful, but i can see potential anywhere. the talk about leadership, proper qualities and direction got me thinkin about how ready and how relevant all of it really is.

at the same time though, the way things panned out kinda put a damper on my mood, but again, not everything that seems right feels good, vice-versa. it's ok though-it's only my purpose to question and to live. to understand the higherness of it all is our roles.

needin to get rid of the munchies, so mystery late dinner tnight. hope i'm not knocked out to the point where i can't wake fer work...again..d'oh!

peanuts, mucho mango

don't rush me man..i'll do it when it needs to be done. can remind myself.

woke up early/late with more bleeding. gettin reamed at work for bein late and sleepin. had some fun messin around some, while readin the examples.

went to this place on 705 mass ave called....grille 705.

cleanliness-ok
service-ok
price-ok
food-bad
location-ok

not recommended, although i didn't try their breakfast, which is their specialty. had their version of a monte cristo, and believe me...i heart bennigan's forever.

back to base, got a package delivered, and to no surprise it was scudded up. lookin for reparations or settlements on all of it. wantin to take a nap now before cross roads, but also got some work to be on.

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no fancy or philosophical thought out here right now. all i can say is...women should not drive on the road, especially if they're talkin on their cell phones and looking away from the direction in traffic. almost got hit twice today.

really, those things are eatin your brain cells. at this point in time, with all our technological advancements and features a cell phone has, you should not be operating 2 types of "heavy machinery" at once, especially if one takes away from other senses...

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pot belly, but not smelly, nor bar refaeli, but like jelly.


why does everyone

peanuts, arizona iced tea

orange juice hits the spot, only when there's somethin to write about.

woke up late fer trainin. bloody nose and no breakfast makes john lee a cranky boy.

went to this new local lunch place called "tom's sandwich stop". from the outside it looks kinda shady, but inside, decent food, decent service and simple atmosphere. got a taste of a bbw blt and a steak with cheese. fallin asleep and ponderin how to question people about domiciles.

back to base to relax, check up on msgs, and send things out. collected my ps2, followed by a run to prudential and off to pande. bodily stressed by work, decided to take a break from teh tourney. picked up on some new ideas, made some trades, a lil munch supply on the side.

takin the train back, i wonder in my mind random thoughts about dating, the night, and what to plan fer tmr, if i could say so in it. *sip of oj*

back at base, need to clean up and get ready again. couple more days till the seasons change, both weatherly and politically.

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does fear make you change, or does it make one overcompensate? as the final moves of the tourney drew it to a close, i think, "perhaps something is wrong with everybody." it's not to exert some kind of ego, but rather, they're stuck inside this expanded box, which to their minds look huge, but from outside...rather small.

at nights like these, or rather quiet moments whether in the park, on the go, or in the bathroom, a meditative state falls upon me. we are better than the situations we put ourselves into. we can grow and become better, if we're empowered...correctly, not corruptively.

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something about tonight, doesn't feel right? because the night isn't light until you've reached my sight.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

forgot my breakfast, oh wells :P

is it wrong if i got a tattoo on my butt that says "michael jackson was here"?

woke up the mornin, took care of some forums and business. comp's been kinda slow, need to defrag/improve/clean clutter.

went out to pande fer some gamin/tradin. came into some close calls in the tourney but at least made some gains. ridiculous last couple of rounds though.

came back to base, late dinner. set up skype fer parents, and talk with friends some. wantin to live like i could have 2 weeks ago, but it's arigh. empty house kinda bums me out.

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my mood has been generally improving, even when no cash flow or ppl go. it's bein able to flow freely that's givin me a boost. hopfly things pick up and i'll be able to travel some, without worryin that things'll collapse around me.

not rubbin it in to no one, it's that...stress is really nothin, unless you're actually like physically hampered.

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we can't help anyone who doesn't want to help themselves. get out your box, and into my circle :)

Friday, September 11, 2009

scrambled eggs, oj, corn muffin

random thought: the word "penis" should be pronounced pen-is. where does the long e come from?

woke up this mornin from bad headache. went off to brighton to pick up some movin boxes, and found out the bad news that the ones i wanted can't fit in the car. drove around left and right to find places that had the boxes, but each is like 12 bucks. pulled the box i could bring back from the car, and found it had a nice lil dedication on it: "don't be a b*tch, this is my stuff, leave it alone". hopfly the eBayer won't neg ref me fer that =/

checkin messages, need to get business done. the house will be filled soon, and still tryin to remedy all debts and financials. mac and cheese, comfort me.

went down to copley and took care of some business before comin back to base. drive to watertown to pick up somin, and spot what appeared to be a "tupac supports obama and biden". then i found out i can't read.

now watchin some telly, and wantin to break out later tnight. instead, will settle for gettin nothin done :)