[I don't think I posted this before, but I did write it over the break...then I never felt like actually concluding it, but que sera sera.] Bronx, New York
Thanksgiving 2007
The date is November 21st, and I’ve been up for a few hours shy of 24 hours. I woke up at 7 yesterday, Tuesday morning at 7 for a math test, took the friggin thing, then headed over to Wesley House and chilled there for the rest of the morning and for lunch. I kind of dozed, but I’d decided to attempt napping downstairs so every time the door opened my half assed rest was disturbed.
The food there wasn’t the best, but ehh, it worked. I hadn’t eaten anything else and it was free. You can’t knock free that often. Hmm, Glenn showed up and I told him where the CD was and we chatted for a bit. I’m supposed to hold off on the creation of the Relay for Life team until after the officer’s meeting which I assume, will be Sunday or so. I dunno.
Before leaving Wesley Lizabeth called and vented. She was all sorts of angry, even threatening me. I wasn’t afraid and I let her words just roll off me and told her to relax and calm down. Her roommate has just been being a bitch about everything and Lizabeth is getting tired of it. I left Wesley and went to Whitehurst to get my things packed to go. On the way I ran into Emily and she told me CR was feeling under the weather. It’s probably compounded fatigue because he barely sleeps and has been super busy with play practice for the past month. He should be fine after the holiday. Well, I hope he is.
Anthony and Billy picked my up from Whitehurst and we rolled out. The drive went by quick enough until we got to NoVA because we ran into traffic up there. Woohoo! [/sarcasm] I dozed for a bit, maybe about an hour before we stopped in Fredericksburg. We stopped once because Billy needed to use the bathroom, but stretching our legs was nice. We dropped him off out in Manassas, then Anthony dropped me off at my place in Reston before he went on about his merry way home.
I picked up the car keys and grabbed a few things while I was out. I grabbed “Shawshank Redemption”, another book of short stories, and some goodies from Trader Joe’s. Picked up dinner and then returned to the house and chilled. I got my clothes washed and took care of some things before chatting once more with CR and Lizabeth.
This time when I spoke with CR he told he how he was, but the problem was both our cell phones were in sucky reception so we could barely hear one another. Lizabeth called and apologized. I told her it was alright, she was mad and needed to vent. Her roommate was giving her hell and she’s just so passive that she hasn’t taken up anything with the bitch.
I stayed up all night and we left Reston at about 2 this morning. I was awake for about an hour before trying to sleep. I slept between about 3.30 and 5.30 I think when we stopped at a rest stop. Migs and Dor were tired so they napped kind of. I was actually wide awake and after going to the bathroom I stretched out and did a few lunges which helped. My wrist has been popping and I think I can feel my muscle forming and etting stronger. This reminded me I need to work my left arm too. I did a few off side lunges like Bal and Ed suggested and general stretching and some advancing. I didn’t do any blade work because…ehh, I didn’t feel like getting my sword out.
We rolled out and I was wide awake for the most part. I fell asleep once we were in New York and woke up when we got to Gramma’s place. Some crazy, half deaf old lady confused the shit out of me and Dorien. Gramma figured she was trying to tell us to reorient the car. We thought she was telling us to move the car for the street sweeper. In any event, we got here about 7.30 or so and I tried to find a working wireless network and they’re all fucked. They won’t work for me, so I’m writing this here and I’ll post it in blogger when I get home. I’ll just make one long post of it.
So yeah, I’ve been up for a broken 25 hours, maybe abut 20 some hours, those last 5 hours were very broken up so I’ll probably be mean and want sleep tonight.
Thursday Nov 22, 07
We did jack shit all day before sitting down to a full dinner of turkey, candied yams, potato salad, macaroni and cheese, stuffing, gravy, rice, rice and peas, potato stuffing, ahh, what else...more food?
I went out for a walk, in the big scheme of things, it was a short walk, but it did get me out of the house.
After dinner we watched Live Free or Die Hard. Good movie, and straight up goofy. Yesterday was very relaxed. It was also the smallest thankgiving table this family has ever witnessed. I mean, for one, we all ate at the same time. There were ten of us, but seating for 8. I can remember back in the day having to have 2 rounds of service because there were just that many people trying to sit down for food. Things also weren’t as nice because Mom wasn’t there. It wasn’t something I dwelled on, but I did notice how things were different, a different overall feeling to everything.
I spent some time calling around and chatting with people. I spoke with Lizabeth, Glenn and Allison on Thanksgiving. I sent out a few text messages and left a few messages with people. Nothing special, aside form making Sunday night dinner plans. Invites and such will have to be issued on Sunday so…
Friday, Nov 23, 2007
Today we went downtown, into the city. We went to Manhattan Mall, but some funny shit happened before we got there.
We hopped the 2 train from Allerton all the way down to 34th and 7th. We were across the street from the Macy’s. So, whilst waiting for our cousins Nikki and Eboni to get to us Dorien got shitted on [for the 5th time ever] by a pigeon. He was pissed, but it did miss his new coat and only landed on his sweatshirt. It made me laugh because this has happened a whole bunch for times. I swear, this boy should be the luckiest bastard in the world for all the times the birds have shat on him.
So, after getting him a new sweatshirt from Conway the boys reminded me of a funny story from when I was a kid. So, way back when, when I was about 4 or 5 my father had taken us into a large, department store sized Conway my brother were supposed to be watching me because that’s what the rules were for when we went out with mom. I’ve always had a penchant for wandering away, or for looking at or focusing on something of interest. So, instead of holding my hand like they were supposed to do, dories kind of didn’t quite pay attention to me and I wandered away to look at come Barney hair things then when I went back to where Dorien had been he wasn’t there and I tried walking around the store looking for my Dad, or Titi or Abuela or my brothers so I wandered outside the store thinking they had left and I guess I started crying and a police officer found me. Apparently, Miguel thought to go outside to find me and he found me with the cop. My Abuela and Titi were sooo mad at Dad, my mom was pissed at Dad and my Abuela and Titi were just plain grateful that I was safe.
So back to today, we walk past the Macy’s and there is the line to PETA picketers. I swear, it was the funniest shit ever. They had pictures of skinned animals saying they need their fur more than we do and other stupid shit. I don’t wear fur to begin with, by my goofy cousin was tripping because her jacket had fake-fur around the hood, but it was obviously fake.
After that we got to Manhattan Mall after waling down Broadway for a bit. Migs bought a couple of hats from Lids and then we ate a late lunch at the food court. After kicking it in the mall for a bit longer we looked around Brookstone for a bit before hitting the street again. Dorien picked up a name poster thing for Lindsey and I was finally able to buy another box cap. This one’s all green, now, all I need is the blue camouflage one and I’ll be set. We walked out to Lane Bryant, which was coincidentally across the street from the Empire State Building. We took some dorky photos [to be facebooked] before going out separate ways.
When we were getting on the express 2 back to Allerton the friggin’ door damn near broke my wrist. The car was crowded as all fucking hell and Miguel wasn’t quite far enough in for me to get in. So I had my hand inside the car trying to stop the door from closing on it then I had to shove my way in to keep from being left Downtown. The train car was crowded for like..78% of the trip [yeah, arbitrary numbers]. Friggin hell! We stopped by the bank to get some monies for Yonkers. I’ve got a fair bit to gamble away. Money situation to be update either late tonight or tomorrow.
~~~~Adios for now:salute and bow:Jasmine P.
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