Monday 30 January 2012

OK.

So this is the part where I talk about inconsistent things have been, and thats what life is right now. Inconsistent. Without a house, without a job, without steady income, who knows? It's all just liable to up and fly away at any given moment without a hint of a warning.

That being said, this is the beginning in the new year, and I have been trying to make some much-needed changes. So much has changed since the last post, that its kinda hard to keep track of it all, but I endeavor to do so, so that I have some record in the future when I want to look back some things and see how my life has progressed while I attempted to keep track of it.

I left Raleigh in November, (I was supposed to leave in October, but I got really sick from an allergy infection and ended up having to pay mom and them back 400 bucks for a new chair, so that didn't happen.) But I left, and went down to Florida to see Jessica and the crew for awhile, which was nice. The weather down in Orlando is godly and wonderful, and many times I would just look out the window and see palm trees and that lake and think about how peaceful it was.....until I heard Jess and her mother screaming at each other, or Jess screaming at Je'Lynn or Jess screaming at Eli, or Sue screaming at Eli or Jess or Steve....(see a pattern forming here?) I thought maybe I could stay there for a bit, but the month of November showed me how wrong that was.

Then mom and them moved to Lithia at the beginning of the month to their new house, which is really nice. I'm happy that their officially Floridians, although who knows how that will affect the rest of us as family members. I mean maybe we'll get stuck having to pay that bitch off or something, if we're trying to work out the finances and the real estate values of property when they die or something. But anyway, they moved, and I came to see them at the condo at the early part of December, and decided that I wasn't planning on coming back to the House of Madness, and that was during the time that I met Nick down in Kissimmee.

Hold up, let me back track. Before that, there was Willis, and Juan, and David, whom I liked, and Brian and THEN Nick. Yes, all that in a month period. I was kinda popular. Which was cool. But yes, Brian I still talk to, and he's cool. He's from Greensboro but he's a completely tool and totally arrogant which pissed me off to the damn core. Apparently he used to be a huge whore back in the city and everyone got wind of it, so he had to move. But I mean, I wasn't even sure what was going on down in Florida, but it was like one went from Madonna to Mother Theresa, and I wasn't down with that.

Anyway, I met Nick at the condo when I was visiting with mom, and he came and took me to choir rehearsal and we met up afterward and hung out. Stuff.....happened. But I mean, I was thinking I might be able to chill with him while I was getting myself together because Jess and I were talking about the fact that we might get a place together and we set about doing that, and even got approved at a beautiful apartment complex there in Sanford. And then I was hanging out with Nick and all the bombs started dropping. He told me he was a convicted sex offender....and an ex-convict.....and then I find out after I come back to Raleigh for Christmas break that he's also HIV positive. Too much, too soon. So I had to break that one off, and I'm glad I did.

But I was back hanging with Matt and trying to figure out what the next step was, and proceeded to get in touch with Julia and work my way back up to DC, which is where I am now. The apartment with Jess fell apart because she wasn't comfortable with the fact that I was looking for work outside of the state, and I told her I didnt really wanna be in Orlando anyway, but that I would keep paying for the place if I left. But she didnt wanna hear that part, so I just didnt come back.

So yes, now I'm here in DC and this has its own set of issues, from men that keep trying to set stuff up and disappearing like damn slow flakes, to the fact that Julia is like trying to pseudo hit on me, and its becoming like a freak show all over again. I hope this isn't the sequel to the show, because I really don't know if I can deal with that right now.

Tomorrow, I shall attempt regale you of a story about what my mother was saying to me over the phone about how I could force myself to fuck Julia and have a weird ass relationship and about the sexy South Aftrican that I met at the games club tonight.