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Its amazing how easily I get distracted everyday at work for about 10 very long mintues, every hour or so, just looking out the window. I mean how could I not, I have the best view of Miami Beach ever. Across the street of my building there is the parking lot, which I just sit here sometimes and observe the people parking and walking and waiting for the elevators. I'm supposed to be billing about 25 doctors and 5 hospitals but instead I'm taking the time before my dad gets here and ruins my day to sit here and write. I'm in need for a cigarette, and I have the weather to blame for that. So far the thought of smoking one sober has made me want to cough a lung out, but this morning, it really hit me, for the first time I was feining for one, and even considered buying a pack while buying my cafe con leche. I then thought, NO, I can't buy a pack, that is too extreme, if I'm actually going to give in and smoke one, I shouldn't go and buy 20, I just want one. Then I started thinking how alyson always tells me about this place that sells only one cigarette for 25 cents, in downtown. I always tell her thats odd, but she claims its true. On my drive to work this morning there was not one person that wasn't smoking a cigarette, I couldn't believe it. AhHhhHh its happening again, Jon just called me because he wants some company on the phone as he smokes a cigarette! ENOUGH.
My weekend isn't anything to brag about. On thursday I went to Mansion. I truely love it there, the music is great and the club itself is great. I think that is my favorite club in Miami. I will be back there more often. Konflikt showed me this spot where he sits and observes people while he waits for his room to open. As I sat there with him and examined everyone I realized the aura each person brings when they walk into a room.
Friday, I got to sleep in until about 1 and then came to work. It was a rainy night, and that usually puts me in a bad mood. I went to the Heat game with Jon and got foolishly drunk off just Dewars. I enjoy getting drunk in the arena, its different from being hammered in the club. There are so many people walking around and running missions. And once again I would just stand there (or sit) and observe people. Its not dark, its actually very lit up inside the arena, it kinda makes my eyes blur a little bit. Then sitting down and watching the game is obviously the best part. Whether the game is going on or not, the "hype is real" lol. OH SPEAKING OF THE HEAT... i just remembered that thursday afternoon, alyson came to visit me at work, as I'm walking out of the building, I spot Shaq a few feet away from me (I dont even like him that much) but still you know, it was Shaq! The guy is a monster. I got the scoop later, and he was here because since his wife is pregnant AGAIN, she had an appointment with her doctor which is on the 8th floor of my building and well I'm on the 9th...so close but yet so far. So back to Friday night, I went to metropolis after the game and had an 'okay' time, from what I can remember? Bad memory, I usually try to recap my nights from what I was wearing, but lately that hasn't been working. I left around 5? just in time for mcdonalds breakfast. I scarfed down my egg mcmuffin smoked a joint, and went home.
I slept till about 4pm on Saturday and didn't do much with my day, considering the fact that I'm trying to stay as far away from the mall as possible. Its not healthy for me. I hung out with alyson ate a delicious cuban meal at bluesky and went back home. Saturday night we went to Ralphys rent for his birthday. Um, yea not the best experience I've had of my friends being ridiculously drunk. Doors were being broken, absurd fights were taking place, I would just block everything/everyone. I don't deal with emotinally drunk people, whats the point? they aren't gonna listen, I just wait till the next day when their mind is stable. I went outside to talk to Ralphy for quite a long time, we had one of our 'talks' and that made me feel better and worse at the same time. Is that possible? I was stuck in what felt like the Twilight Zone till about 3am when I got to metropolis. The shots started piling up, and so did the Black. I felt better, and the bad vibes from a few hours before slightly started to die down. I managed to leave metropolis almost at 6am and instead of going home I decided to sleep at my aunts. I sat around with her and her friends till about 7, smoking and talking shit. I layed on the couch till about 8am finally went to sleep, and by 12 rosalyn was jumping on me to wakeup, I had to take her home. Went to her house, watched a movie, slept, tryed on clothes her friend was selling, I had no cash so I couldn't buy anything. What a bad one, but a good one at the same time. Headed back home, slept till about 9, then went to duffys to eat and drink beers with Jon.
I've been on a downer since Sunday morning. When all else fails.....GET A TATTOO... and thats my mission, between today and tomorrow.
I must get back to work. I'm gonna eat pizza in a little bit, finally something besides Chicken Kitchen.
I'm in the "I hate everything" mood. I'm bitchey and feisty. Hopefully it'll go away sooner than later. I want a new phone as well as a new design on my body.
Work Time.
Later.