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Tuesday, February 27th 2007

10:14 AM

Disassembling...

  • How ya feelin'?: Pretty Good
  • Music: Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah [Live]
  • Thinking About: Geovane & the gang @ High Speed Video



Hello everyone! After my last post which was very personal, i still haven't found a way, my way or the hearts, to mourn for my fathers death. My feelings find sparse memories to tie them to, and i feel the sadness which is the reality of dying alone. I'm been swallowing my adams apple on occasion, but  fought the tears. This post is about something that Cheryl has been doing to me since the first time she's made a crack in my armor, and the acceptance of further chips falling from the Mystery Ndn Boy. As well as some sweet & sour embarrassing moments past and present.

My mystique as well as my personality and other traits is what draws a lot of people to like me. But no one is going to get under my cloak right away. So people ask questions, yet the answer given is not always the reply of the question asked. I have given Cherie the chisel and hammer and she gently chips away at pieces and pretends to catch them after they've quietly, yet violently obliterate upon impact.

This one kills: When i was a child in preschool, i liked this girl a lot, i was of 5 years old and was never shy about my penis hehe. I called her into the corner of the schoolyard and pulled my pants down a little and showed her my asset. Now about ten years later, my sister Michele & brother Edward went to the movies to see The Secret of Nimh. But we met up with my mothers friend from work years ago. and as it were planned we were all going together with her daughters. My mother says, son, you remember (girl whose name i can't remember). I said no, but hello. She said hi. My mom says, yeah you remember her, you showed her your penis at Alphabetland preschool when you were 5. Hahaha i swear i hoped a stray bullet would have found me, but looking back and telling Cher about it, it's one of the anecdotes that really stand out, and make us laugh.

Last week at work i've cut myself several times and Barbara is always there for a bandage and advice for my clumsiness. But last tuesday she didn't have a bandage big enough for what happened. It was about an hour after i got to work, i was gathering some boxes for packing and saw one under the table, so i crouched down and ripped the crotch area wide open! I was wearing my Spongebob Squarepants boxers that Cherie got me for Valentine's, but luckily was wearing my johnnies. Hahaha! Papito pulled a piece of tape off of the tape gun and i was like thanks Papito! So for the whole day i wore and reapplied tape to the *ahem region Hehehe. Luis really reminds me of my dad, so it's really coincidental that everyone calls him Papito. I miss my friends at work because of my fracture, Cherie says they miss me a lot too.
                                 
                                            See You Space Cowboy...
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