Right Before My Eyes....

I saw something very interesting today at lunch. I was just hanging out with Keisha like we usually do on Friday afternoons, eating in Burger King (mmmm Triple Whopper with cheese) and I'm just minding my business when this guy comes in. Totally unassuming, he just goes up to the counter, orders his food and starts back towards the door. Nobody's thinking of anything, as he walks past this lady who has her back turned to him standing up talking to the next table, with her phone on the table beside her food. In one quick motion before anyone could do anything, he just reached out, snatched her phone, and disappeared out the front door really before anyone could move. Then suddenly like four guys jumped up and tried to chase the guy but he was long gone down the street before they could do anything about it, and the woman just stood there with her hand on her head looking utterly distraught.

Now about this: A) that's bold. REAL bold. The fact that the District courthouse is like two blocks away plus we're surrounded by police everywhere, it's insane. B) It was a public place. Like really, really public. He must've planned that heist real quick to figure out how to move away without being caught by like all of the 50 people in the place.

So yeah that was that. The next one, I won't dwell over just mention it andmove on. It started like the usual, I invited this woman to come over and do my hair after talking with her on MetroAccess and she came over did my hair and I paid her $45.00 and she left at like 11. She calls back at 12:30 saying her car is towed and she's stuck in Temple Hills and she needs more money ($45.00) blah, blah. I gave her $60.00. She hasn't returned any phone calls and it's been a week. What a ripoff. I can only hope that me trying to be nice to her repays itself in some weird way.

Still working towards Costa Rica, gotta pay them the $300.00 Monday for the rest of the trip. But that's pretty much done. And now I'm just starting the activities to begin the closing of my time here in DC.

Went to hang out with Mr. Pete last night. That was...fun, I guess. I really could've stayed home but I wanted to support him. And he tried terrible last night to start making out with me and whatnot. I stopped that. HARD. I was like, "I don't get into making out with friends. If I kiss you it's a greeting and nothing more. We're not together. I don't want to get into that with you. You know this. And you should be aware of it." He didn't like that very much. But I don't give a damn. He knew how I felt from our first meeting when I chilled with him in Union Station. He's far too old for me, and our lifestyles don't really match. I don't really get into workholics anymore, not after that idiot VJ. So yeah, I went for pizza and conversation (with coincendentally, he left to go get the pizza and I'm flipping through the channels looking for HBO. I find it, and what are they doing on there? Giving demonstrations for the proper technique of ANAL SEX! I was like....what in the hell? It was so random, and I was like, "of all the freakin' time I don't want to look at something about sex--wasn't trying to give Pete no damn ideas--it comes on anyway.) and left after a few hours.

So the next big news. My parents bought a new house. Well, technically it's not a house they bought. They purchased a townhouse in Regency Hills over there in Cary (which is ironically the place that my mom wanted to end up anyway with the supposed "castle." So that was all good. But with that, they're serious about selling the Morrisville house (I love that house!) and she claims they're going to force Shon to get a room somewhere in the area and leave him on his own--which I don't know if I truly believe that. Speaking of which, he claims he's been studying for the new SAT II which debuts next Saturday, June 6th (granted it was the first time I'd ever heard of him saying such things) but this point, he knows what he needs to do. If he doesn't do it, I'm not going to.

Till later.

DRC.