The Vacay

Right now I'm riding back from hartsfield international airport. If I would have been travelling alone I would probably be settling into my seat catching up on some much needed sleep, hopefully I would sleep for the whole 5 hours an wake up at Bridgetown International Airport. In Barbados. But instead I'm riding the city train back home because this girl does not understand.

Getting up to the airport was the worst thing because as soon as I saw the security checkpoint line I was like there's no way we're gonna make this flight. I really wanted to fucking scream because here I am with a suitcase full of new clothes and the mind frame that I won't be seeing Georgia for at least two weeks. So I try anyway and ask the Delta kiosk agent what we can do and she tells me....

"Check in for this flight is closed, you should've been here earlier!"

I felt that hot feeling in my body that I get when I can't find something like my keys and I really need to be somewhere, so I didn't say anything but my body language says it all to her. What really heated me up was just the lackadaisical attitude she had and her comments like..

"Well maybe we can get on the next flight"...."Well, everything happens for a reason"....."Somebody really was praying for me not to go!" "Well you can go later can't you?"

It took all the tact I could muster to not tell 'lisa'...

"Shut the fuck up, we woudn't be in this situation if you didn't wake up late, get over here late and then try to flip the script on me saying I made you fell 'flustered' by calling you multiple times and that I had a rude tone when I asked you where you were. You fucking ruined my vacation."

Add that to the fact that my little German girl got smashed on the morning before and it really makes for a cherry on a shitty sundae. Supri

It's getting real in the field

I woke up this morning at the crack of noon to the news from my mother that my grandmother is in the hospital ICU. After several skin grafts to her leg, it has gotten infected and it might need to be amputated. Her being a diabetic and 86 years old complicates this alot.

Thankfully she lives in London and healthcare is provided to her and she won't be drowning in medical bills.

The choice really shouldn't be that hard to make as I'm leaving for Barbados on saturday, I could forgo my vacation and travel to London and do the right thing instead of sending her flowers and get well foolishness; I myself could be the actual rose and she would be able to see me. Part of me wants to do that because I know it's the right thing to do and God forbid I be put in a situation where something happens to her and I chose to lay up on a beach with a girl who I feel like I love but know in my heart of hearts that there's definitely a countdown on our relationship.

The other part of me says

"You can do both, I mean you can afford to do both and you can tell the YMCA about the situation and they will have to understand. You get paid at this valeting every night in cash and you could absorb a hit like that financially." As selfish as that sounds I want to go on vacation, but how good of a time can I really have knowing that I'm having fun in the sun, with my grandmother on a respirator.

Either way, I don't want to make the wrong choice. On one hand I've got a girlfriend who just got her passport, has never been anywhere but Florida and is really psyched about going with me. Even though I know if we don't go she'll be very disappointed and I hate more than anything to disappoint anyone, but at the same time I know that if she feels for me the way she says she does, she will understand the brevity of the situation.

Add that to the fact that seeing my mother she tells me " ....You don't want to wait 'till someone passes to honor them and wish you would've seen them. That's something that you will never forgive yourself for."

Two tickets to paradise

The only thing that would make this better is female compainionship and I can think of like 3 girls I'd like to be here with but oh well right?

I leave for Barbados in about a week or so and I feel like I should be more excited. I mean I've got a girlfriend who's really good to me despite the fact that she thinks I'm too lursty and used to dating/being with whores who want sex everyday. I don't think sex is something that can be left out of any relationship, so I don't know where things are gonna go...Well I do but what can I really do? I don't want anything like that, that's not freely given. However; I do plan on enjoying the time we spend.

Even though my job with Emory gave me the axe, (no body spray) I managed to get put on valeting at a popular Atlanta night club. The hours are crazy but I get paid in cash and get to flirt with fellatious women all night.

On the road...

Leaving atlanta to hopefully arrive safe and sound in Barbados. Why I'm wearing gold hoops and a gold chain, I don't know.

Doing things just to do them

-"You're gonna get caught up over it and have that stupid ass look on your face!"
-Baptiste 2009


My boy Baptiste told me that a long time ago and I'm at work messing around with a coworker who just made 19, is ditsy as hell and runs her mouth about everything. I didn't think I'd have to tell her about discretion but she even told this other chick up there about our fooling around. In the long run though, I'm really not that stressed out about it.

Right now I'm preparing to go to Barbados. I was aching for a getaway and really hating myself for having to attend training when I could've left for Barbados. When the opportunity arose, I thought about the shit that would kinda be fucked up and how it'd be weird when I got back because I know the director would try and kumar me with a bunch of bullshit work and rosters. Then I just said fuck it. After sorting out my affairs and be leaving on sunday.

I'm gonna have to spin a tall tale at work though cause I mean this was pretty spur of the moment. Even though I love the single life times like this make me think 'some things are better with two people'

Pic Tails 2 point oh!

After a night of wine up in Club Xtreme, I recouped all day eating 1 lb Rotis, drinking mango juice, walking the beach and getting caught in a squall!

So my uncle comes to pick me and his bust it baby and Saskiya,Perpetua and Jonella to go back to his house to spend the night. So already my mind is reeling with possibilities of debauch with this coolie goddess! I mean even now thinking about her...damn!


I didn't mention this before but it's crazy as hell to look at this AZN girl, who talks, and dances like a carribean born for truth!

Anyways, we get back and eat and chill for about 25 minutes before Perpetua gets ready to leave...
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It turns out she's got to be to work the next day at 8 am...So she leaves and I'm like fuck! So I go on the comp and just chill with Saskiya who I find out is Miss Personality and as she says "I got no shame" but not in like a whorish way, she just says what's on her mind and is cool as fuck for her age...She schools me on japanese and white queens of the dancehalls, lingo, (they don't say "Im going there" they say "I forward there") dropping dead, jump and splits and passa passa! I let her know how it goes down and some crazy shit in the states. Then Jonella comes in and sits on the other arm of the chair and we talk about how she misses Guyana and she feels bored and stuff. So she kinda starts stroking my "fake waves" and I just keep it cool. So we all shower, and sit in the living room watching "Kidulthood" and Jonella is like draped over me on the loveseat and I'm rubbing her legs, but not really like heavy petting cause Saskiya was right there on the other couch not really blocking per se, cause if I really wanted to set some slick shit up (they were sleeping in the same bed), I could've did it on the sly. But I didn't(?) and just went to sleep with a dick harder than termite teeth.

The next day we went to this beach called Sam Lords / Sharks hole.




The dude was a pirate who never sailed he just built a castle, set up fucked up warning lights so when the ships would crash, he'd just loot the shit outta them! The tide was hella high but we all swam and I climbed up the rocks and jumped off the "cliffs" into the cool blue water.





It's crazy how people were lookin at us, I don't know if it was my cowboy hat or seeing a coolie, a AZN, a black man and a mexican walking together in harmony. But everywhere we went girls would screw up their faces for reals at the site of Saskiya and Jonella. We came back and me and Jonella just fooled around, but not too tough cause Saskiya was always around. I'm not really even trippin too too hard cause Saskiya is cool as fuck.

The funny thing my uncle's bust it baby was tryna stay the night again (she's married and doesn't work and the two girls aren't her husbands) but my Uncle said "hell nah" to that. So I got to make out with my first ever ALT AZN right before they left and it was pretty swheat!

Pic Tails 1.oh

First off thank you to Rafi's girlfriend whose name I don't think I'll be able to rememeber for putting me up on "The Secret"!
I mananged to manifest myself 3 things!

1. A Coolie which I've wanted for the longest for real for reals. Being honest with myself, I did see hooter coolies in my time there, but here style, reserved personality just made me say..she got it! I think I like them more than I like latinas and that's saying alot!


2.An ALT semi KEUT AZN ... I never was one with "yellow fever" like so many people I work with, but from following HRO for so long, I was always like it would be nice to try once.

3. A club in Barbados I googled. Not too big, but the circumstances are so intertwined with #1, it's quite shocking.


Anyways a recap of time spent in paradise... The relationships with my uncle and all these girls Sugar Daddy...I see that now, and I just think "It really ain't trickin if you got it...I guess" but it still hurts my heart to see it. His bust it baby has 2 daughters Perpetua and Saskiya, and a AZN/Guyanan nephew Jonella. I met Jonella first and I was like meh... I guess I could do something with that, then comes her 2 daughters.

So we go up the coast to eat and just chill, we're riding in a 90 BMW vert, with my big ass and these three girls in the back, the mom is all about Perpetua the oldest lapping up with me, like off the rip! I'm all for it but don't wanna just be like the weird stranger tryna get some cheap play. Plus I'm very easily embareassed and easily aroused so I just suggested she sit on her sis. It turns out that the gals were cool as a box fan and funny and just good people. The restaurant that my uncle's bust it baby wanted to eat at was hella expensive, and the food wasn't even that good, I could tell she just wanted to go there just to say she's been there!












The whole time we were out and about I was making googly eyes at perpetua, and lo and behold they were being returned! Then she was like she's going out to the club and I should come to see how bajan's party!



So I go and she looks amazing for reals!

Now when I go to clubs with gals I feel like "we came together, but didn't come together." Sometimes I break that rule and sometimes I don't. That night I did, cause I grinded on her skinny ass all night and loved it! I mean the club was like %85 females first off, I saw a girl from my ship in there too, and cover was $20 which really ain't shit but that included FREE DRINKS ALL NIGHT no typo. Suprisingly I had the restraint to teter toter on the limit of winehouse-tedness without tipping over! Only thing was I couldn't really swag off cause I didn't have a belt to complete my fit (which I never realized till then how they do) and I never felt like an outsider so much in the club in my life, I'm doin a lil somethin with my two step and "loose waist wine up" but seeing them dudes on them gals was like "damn". But coming back to dance with Perpetua put my mind at ease. Left the club uneventfully and walked about 13 blocks (to the store and back 4 times for my suburbanites) back to my uncle's rental property I was staying in that night and crashed.

Why do fools fall in like?

The few people who know me know me, know I'm a sucker for love and a beautiful woman... they also know I wear my heart on my dunks... Meaning I've got big like for a lot of girls. But quickstrikes come out all the time, and some I most definitely have to have and some I have to let pass for one reason or another.

I came down here to Barbados to chillax, kick it, and work on my tan but I fucked around and fell in like with a gal. I don't know whether it's her accent, her swagga or just her being a coolie and my lurst for them. But she's got it... Now my rational mind knows that when I get back to norfolk, there's Jaguar Paw who I think I would chase till the cows come home, and I'm not even a pepe le puex ass dude...While I'm there chasin' she'll still be here and some smooth talking rude bwoy will be bustin her down, and he'll probably be light skinned with green eyes too just to spite me!
But for now, I damn sure can and am enjoying it while it lasts for reals!


and pic tails is coming so y'all will find out the deal reals...

Live from Barbados

I got in yesterday...and after being held at the airport by immagration I see my uncle and it's all scraight. Drivin around these bajans drive crazy as hell and I don't just mean cause their left hand drive, I mean passing on blind hills and turns. I'm kind scared to get behind the wheel but I will though...I'm walkin around here in flip flops, a cowboy straw hat and a wifebeater lookin like a whatever and I love it! It's so beautiful here, words really can't explain...I mean I kinda freaked on the plane landing, I was lookin out the window and I'm like this is a fuckin island! Where I'm staying (st. phillips is less touristy and just perfect for chilaxin like I wanna... Since I've been here I went to the coast near my uncle's house and swam and just took it all in and worked on my tan, ate some ackee's, eat flying fish and told my uncle about the whole false baby / worst 4 months of my life situation... I mean it was good just dialouging with him about life in general and these women out here.. He told me something thats true as hell and I hope I never forget it...What else is crazy is that my uncle is about 60 years old and he's still pullin 'em, young ones (early 30's) at that!

The only thing that would make this better is female compainionship and I can think of like 3 girls I'd like to be here with but oh well right? anyways probably when I get back to Ga I'll have the pics for y'all!

So yeah...

edit @ 23:27

my uncle found an adaptor for my digi so here's a lil something...


My unc's neighgbor's daughter who just finished reading my erotic short story...she asked me what a prince albert was and I didn't whip out like I should've. I just told her...


The coast where I swim and work on my tan..that reef/break I actually climbed on. yay me! Next time I go I'm gonna find a place to jump off where I won't kill myself..


Ackee's sweet nectar fruits of the Gods!