......Ugh

I'm tired.

The weather is all shitty, like grey and a little rainy.

Traveling all last week has kinda knocked me off of what was becoming a decent sleep routine, and hydration regiment.

I am feeling a little homesick. Like.... there is just stuff going on back home and I feel like I should be there for my mom and sis.

Top 3 things going on at home:
1) Moms is kinda sick
2) My sister is dating some dude (not that he is a bad dude, but I would like for her to be with someone that is doing more with his life, but he seems nice and he is making my happy so that is what is most important)......there was some drama that started over a rumor (I hope thats all it was) (And since my sis is dating dude that leaves her less time to spend with moms)
3) My Dad's brother died on Saturday and the funeral stuff is kinda stressing moms out because my dad's fam has been straight up dicks to her before (I don't fucks with my dads fam....)
4) I'm missing the Amazon....yeah yeah yeah, I don't think she was right for me and all that, but I do care about her and feel really close to her. I don't bitch about my problems to many people. Not like personal emotional type stuff. And when I mean not many I mean like only Moms and the Amazon and my sis. And I had gotten to the point to where I talked about more stuff to the Amazon. And I miss the little stuff like watching tv and shit with her and like when I am run across cool restaurants or museums or some shit, the first thing that goes through my mind is "Ooh, I should bring the Amazon here, she would love this". And I think like If I miss doing all of this with her why do I not with her. And I guess it goes back to her not being right for me. I miss her when I haven't been with her, but the feeling fades after being with her for a while and spending extended periods of time with her.

I don't understand that shit.



So, anyway, there is a void left by her. Pretty damn big void. (Yeah, your boy is open........like i spend time with a nice chick and I want more.....and mmmooooorrrreee. And to make things worse, I think going through this whole no job thing has made me a lot softer. I don't handle adverse situations well.)

I ended up hanging out with her some on Sunday night. It was hella cool, but then it kinda wasn't. It wasn't the same (big surprise there). The differenceness built up in me which led me to abruptly leaving.

I wish I never went over there.

I went because she called me to get some stuff I had left over there, like a couple old t-shirts and a pair of old ass sweatpants. I was kinda hoping that meant she just wanted me to come over so we could hang like we used to do.

Yeah, well, its my bed.....I gotta lay in it.....I gotta lay in it by mydamnself.

-Mr. Pickle

Good news everybody...(Said like the professor on Futurama)

Sooo, I just had a really good date. She was like "We gotta do this again....soon.....like tomorrow"

the BULLY: "Ohkaaayyy"

Before I get into that I gotta talk about this dream I had 3-4 nights ago. I've been asked a time or so about who my blog crush was and I haven't really been able to answer. Ain't really fell for no one's blog. Actually, I think I've been doing this shit so long til I'm beyond the whole blog crush thing.

Anyway...So, I had a dream a few nights ago. I don't feel like going into detail, so I won't.

Buuutttttt, like to hear it? Here it go....

Me and chick are just kickin it. Chillin out on a couch, nigga ends up kinda noddin out and chick wakes me up like are you gonna just lay out here, or are you gonna clean up and get in the bed.

Now, here is what made the dream really nice. I felt like we had been in a relationship for a while and we had that super good level of comfort. Soooo a nigga was like "Ionno, just let me lay here for a while" So, chick goes off, and your boy goes back to sleep. Next thing I know I'm being awaken by said chick. She's buckets nekkid, and kinda leaning over my back, just enough for the boobages to be rubbin' your boy. I wakes up all like "Hey babe" and look down and see that her pubes are all shaved up.....shaved in the shape of an arrow. What made it funny was that the arrow pointed up, toward her face, not down, toward the panooch.

So I get up and wobble my sleepy ass into her room. She tells me about her cool ass lowrider Ranger (yeah, the little ford truck). Hands me the keys and asks me if I want to take it for a spin. To this I answer "Hells yeah". I go outside and drive the shit outta the lowrider truck. It was cool as hell. Had some "beat down" up in it. Some noisy ass exhaust. It had some get up to it and it was a manual, so I had hella fun shifting them gears, knowing my manual skills are marginal at best.


Sooooo, anyway, I don't remember much else, but I'm pretty sure I ended up having to run from the cops in the truck and all that, ended up back at chicks place, but didn't get HO-key Pokey on, but it was still a great fuckin time. I had what I miss most....intimacy. I fuck all the time. I got a couple females (one of which I know for a fuckin fact that I can call her and 30 minutes later be IN them guts), but don't ever get that good ol' huggin and cuddlin with a chick that I dig. That's where the good shit is.

Sooo, who is this lady blogger that my subconcious expects to have an upside down Arrow shaved into her bush and have a cool ass lowrider pick up. Well, maybe it will be as little a surprise for yall as it was for me when I woke up and thought about it. It was Ms. Fresh Bannana Puddin's ol freaky self.

I'll write about my good ol' date that just ended some other time.