The Good, The Bad and the ugly

The Bad

-I'm not much older than the people who work for me and kind of flying by the seat of my pants and I've got to deal with these punk ass youngsters and fresh outta high school girls complaining about not getting enough hours and my unorthodox methods, and they say shit to me like "When Sheila was here we did it like this...blah blah blah" I wanna scream at these young ass fucks "Andre's here and we're doing it like this!"
But I didn't cuss or lose my cool (which is my meal ticket) I just made an example out of the mouthiest chick and cut the shit out of her hours and that got them to come around.

-Me and the DJ chick really haven't been kicking it too tough due to conflicting schedules so every time she comes over it's always a argument about the time we don't spend, and how I'm probably cheating on her, and I do her wrong and then we 'jump up and down' and that placates her for another week.

The Good
-I was kind of worried about my finances since my transition from the Navy, because I have been spending money like a sieve, and I want to live a life of leisure being able to do what I want to do and shop like I like to shop. I recently got my first check from the YMCA and all those worries were put to rest.

-I've been chilling real tough with the chick from Trinidad and she is so hot and cold like most carribean women are, but I kind of like that. She also put me up on True Blood and I look forward to watching that with her as much as I do to seeing her. Crazy right?
It's weird chilling over there though cause her daughter will like come in her room and stuff and the look she gives me just says "What the fuck are you doing here stranger?"


-I've been biking 9.2 miles almost every day for the past two weeks and I feel fucking great. I've cut it down to from 55 to 41 minutes, and I'm no mathematician but according to my calculations thats like 4 minute miles! Along with the swimming I've been doing I'm going from 'gucci mane body' to lookin like that nigga from hip hop abs. Plus I really don't eat too much at work and sometimes eat just when I get home, so in effect I'm kind of starving myself, but whatever gets results right?

-I've been talking to samson and I started a guerilla grow. I have always liked gardening and horticulture and it feels really good to see the effort I put into them grow. I've got four girls (hopefully) growing strong, and I call them Destiny's Child. This is Beyonce, much like her name sake she is towering over the rest of the 3 girls and she even smells good. More on that here though...

The Ugly

-We haven't jumped as of yet but the opportunity did present itself, laying on her bed with just my business socks on and she's naked about to just climb on top of me... I was so tempted to just say "fluck it" do nothing and get my pull out on, but cooler heads prevailed. It's just not worth that sinking feeling in my stomach worrying about the "what if's". So I told her I didn't want to do it without a condom cause it might feel too good, too soon. I was hot at myself for being unprepared for it and she wasn't really tryna hear it and made it seem kind of like if you leave to get a condom, I'm not gonna be in the mood for it...

-Insurance isn't gonna cover me for rear ending that douchebag who ran out of gas on the highway, so that's like $1200 out of my pocket to cover the cost of repair. Plus a court date coming up. So now on my license I've got like 4 accidents in five years. Goodbye low insurance rates. Hello insurance rape

-With my mom working for Delta, I can fly free/pay a fraction of the cost to travel. So my uncle really would like me to come back to Barbados and I'm all set to go, but because programs and classes have just started we've gotta recoup money and stuff I can't get the time off 'till at least july.