April 26, 2013

• Last Friday

  this is the last weekend of my fiscal year living here, in my latest residence.  I’ve went from arrogant bastard ales of my last apartment to oh dude thank you! for the pint pbrs.  To say financially this place hasn’t been invigorating though would be oddly incorrect.  I’ve went from burritos to toastadas in my go to foods. which is not to cover the aboves financials but more of the fundamental shif from over the top mmmm’s to lighter far/t prettier food.  I’ve went from no hope with the ladies to while it’s not realized persay, I’ve so much more hope going… I have invested not just the hope…the excitements… but doing whatever I could to share a moment.  I think now to what was these many residences in a row and here is?  the growth of outlook.

  cracker home.  this is the current abode.  why would i call it that? duh it’s stucco it’s old it’s nothing stylish to this timeframe but it has windows doors woodstove and is… a HOME a house woo hoo I have an address that has no intermediate line! it’s white as in trash and lol yay for a yard.

  urban reserve.  my last apartment literaslly should have signs posted everywhere saying don’t feed the bears.  it was a brick two story motel looking place from the late sixties and square L. I loved firing up the grill under it’s balcony walk ways hoping to give people the thrill of wondering if the place was on fire and about to burn the eyesore to the ground….  nope yummy  dinner haha suckers.

   

  fountain head.  prior to this last apartment was my pal’s condo with a walkway by a lil pond with a fountain.  itwas pretty and I addored telling the geese  they were dinner if they came any closer and adored choasing them screaming just that… here dinner dinner…honk~

   

  easy street.  I needed it I had no other choice but I was nice and and thus sorted out my mistake in a prior move where I lost a month’s rent and it took a year solid to move forward because I had to move it was done.  I hope I covered up that sin but that’s another’s aopinnion.

   

  mushroom lawn.  I brief stayed couch surf styyle in my easy street stay with another.  I remember the one foot huge mushroom that grew .  it was so sad that that thing was gross spnge all lawn stained disgusting I could not attempt mushroom harvest.  I loved the feel of a fourties home for bachelors my favorite was visiting my friend later there making the only non traditional scone I’ve ever made…raspberry vodka, flour egg butter sugar oil and coca cola for a levener… cuss me I needed to bake! NOW.  they were out of baking powder and thus  made a breakfast treat of booze and flour with a coke to make it fluffy…fluffier I should say

  unfair….unfair is the place I lived with a sibling and I have two where.. well it was a home yay but it disintergrated boo.  I had to leave and I did it was a year to recover from that kinda like bankruptcy how that place turn out.  but be it asshole drug csar selling to highschool drop out minors in our home without respect for himself or anyone else, a closet ofjungle as everyone though the mist would show a rainbow and it’s POT of GOLD at rainbow’s end would be where life would really become possible again…break ins, buying junkfood from the healthfood store was my hobby and believe it or not I had joys there but overall?  not so much.

  oscilations… another easy street type tour as I just thought I’d had enough of what was…  I remember vividly the best dinner I suppose of romantic possibility I’ve ever done mussel in a saffron cream sauce with garlic bread.   occured here, I’ve made it since it isn’t hard but if white whine and seafood occurs in a landlocks land 800 miles to the nearest place of oceanables.. pardon me but fancy seafood dinner says romance I wasn’t able to charm the children to try it it was rather sad but osciations was the place I had thrown the best dinners of romance ever and there wasn’t a lick of hope… dining with mom sis her pretty friend lol commit suicide you suck no hope your life isn’t over but lol your style is.

  perry palace IV this is the fourth unit of which is a four unit place I lived and I lived in every single unit lol  this iteration was bachelor central / bachelor bomb…atom bomb…ground zero of bbgunning whiskey bottle by pale moon light.

  Perry palace 3.  this is where with joy I finally offered couch surfings other’s way made my first 24 roast bbq… no offense it WAS good but what a waste of time to actualy truly old school bbq.  I loved that season of life’s 350 thread count satin sheet fancy furniture and my little cave.I didn’t like the spray paint weed art you dead head dope!

  northerly.  in between the first perry palacingsI tried to get a second live in gal pal and after esaping a 3 year lease to move she was dead silent i couldn’t get the actual permission I’m like you must SAY YES…no she didn’t 2 weeks later I found a northerly place to live.

  perry palace 1, 2  the upstairs years.  I lived in two iterations and in truth it was a dream in a way it is also my successfully left home finally and forever.  i learned to cook vegetarian not exactly vegan but I liked one of the pretties,  began my adabada revolution here. I continued my love of music here and there but  this time with the 70′s soul who liked it concert loud.  characters everywhere.  internation living  ahhh.

  now of all the 13 address changes I’ve made in 9 years you’lllaugh a lil as I remember how I grew.  I did do some of that I’m sure lol.  there is nothing quite like trying to be a gentleman and invite someone pretty to just take your room and find out the toilet upstairs leaked cess all over your houseguest ruining your you told mom don’t buy me expensive stuff when I can garuntee it’ll be cared for!… lolpiss and gross .. thank god that my mom insisted I save myself from allergy issues so my bed was plasticed so i didn’t lose everything.  just any hope to maybe boink that lady later…. waking up in a pool of urine isn’t a memory that breeds thoughts of hottness lol.

  I learned of how it can cut both ways of how you should help others just as you are helped in life but honestly it can more often be a rip off to you and keep people from sorting out their responsibilities on your dime.

  I remember the joy of looking out my window to see the bright evening sun going I just got a phone number!  I called I got all that excitement of finally getting a date my literal first one  that I ever went on  for a romantic interest before the relationship was over..bummer stuff like dad passed literally w weeks later because the last one of the house left he was retired and that hits hard there was nothing to do no one to talk to and he perhaps wasn’t of any use… but remember it’s also work to recover from heart surgery  he didn’t step after that.. whatever the reasons all of a sudden life changes irrevocably.  oh of course my dumping from the first date was that I’d be everything her chosen guy also of that time sorta was..but I got the boot he got laid and years of relationship.. lol

  of nothing else i can say of nine year in late june, wow.  it’s like the last friday here  what a ride it’s been and perhaps I should smile that into another raging  to do of times that will go by whether I party it up or let moment sorta slip on by.  would you say I’m strange to midnight maki…………..other people raid the fridge.. I thought it stylish to make sushi…in the midnight hour…she cried more more more… of course there wasn’t no she just a dream as I made of a life and a dream…. yeah me and whoever was aroun at the time.  last friday of the lol dates of timing and significance.. duh there is one more obviously the late june one coming  and just like new year’s eve moments they come and go as memories pile up high.

   

   

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