Recap and Recoup......

Damn....what a weekend. I'm happy cause it was the best weekend I had in a good long ass time. I'm down cause it's over. I'm stuck here. Back in the 413, yeah I know I know, welcome home. Whatever.

So what was it like? It had a little bit of everything. I'll take you fools from the top though. Thursday I get to the airport and have my usual el before I get on the plane. I notice that I actually had two rolled el's in my bag so I just readjusted myself. In other words made myself ride legal. I turned off my phone and boarded the plane with intentions on seeing K* and getting the hell out of this cold city. It's pouring rain out here, and people is getting on my nerves. I sit down and suddenly I notice an old friend on the same flight, we talk and exchange numbers, with my woman's connect down on some flaky shit, I need a new connect down there, lucky me. Now she gets a chance to see how flaky my friends are now. I get home and she isn't there yet. We play phone tag at the airport, we hug for what felt like an eternity (it beez like that too) and crack a few jokes before going to the shuttle. Now that ride was something for the sleepy cause I could've passed out going from just the shuttle to the metro. Let alone I'm not a big fan of long ass public transit trips. But I'm with K* so life is good. We finally get to the house, with nothing big happening on the way. I make myself at home, and we ended up catching up and talking about what we been through while we were apart. Talked about how much we missed each other, and how happy we were to be sharing each others company...once again, we went to a spot where she gets her beak wet, the bartender was slow, but the atmosphere was cool, I can dig it. What happened later was none of yall damn business.

side note: waking up in the middle of the night and staying up til like the middle of the morning and falling back asleep is the shit....moving right along.

Friday was a work day for her, for me it was 'learn the metro' day. I woke up, cleaned the house and got dressed. I called her and realized that I have forgotten my charger at home (mind you I had only one fucking bar on my phone) so to whomever tried to get at me through the weekend.......sorry. After about a damn hour on the metro, I once again noticed that The Grill* was once again on this way. I finally made it to the Pentagon (which I must say isn't much of a sight after a good 2 minutes) and hit her job up for lunch. It was there where I met Th* and Ch* two completely different personalities, yet they are cool in their own right. Much love to Ch* I got love for Th* but that's limited, oh yeah let me explain.

You see, that was my original connect (actually hers) down there, but after some flakyness and some bullshittery from her part, the sick feeling that K* had in her stomach has not went away. So when I came down there recently, I tried to use her for my own connect to catch this all first hand. At the same time I called my friend (remember the plane?) for back up "just in case" whaddayaknow? They both flake up....momma said there would be days like this.

I met up with her at the Pentagon City Mall, now this is an ok mall, you can tell it is for the middle/high class cats, but you still have the hood reppin' up in there, The Grill* was once again on, and I'm there by myself this time. Sitting in the food court, just let me know how out of place I am cause I attracted some of the areas finest poultry and they joined me 4 deep at my little table. You know me too well if you think the convo was short lived....I think I spent like 2 hours there until she came. We ate then left, good to go.

SO with that comes me not being a happy camper. We ended up going to Prince George's Plaza, aka the Ghetto Mall of America. I thought the mall in my town was ghetto, but my first time there and there is almost a fight? Over nothing of course. Then there's the wonderful weave's of the world, then the busted ass fashion show going on while shopping. Believe when I say with all the bullshit accents, the fucked up outfits, the twang, the weaves, the Lil'Vern displays there was always something to talk about going through that mall. Either that or you came out with a story. Whichever comes first.

Friday night was long, very long, with me and K* both stressed during the day, we both ended up reflecting on the night. I don't know how long we stayed up, but we were up forever. I know one thing when we fell asleep, it felt like the best sleep in years. When we woke up, I noticed we have this thing about waking up early and staying in bed. That may be lazy to some folks, but that's because most of the cats who do that do it alone. I had every reason to be lazy. So why not take advantage? The rain made for a dreary day yet again, so we chilled at the house for awhile. We then got up and decided against trying to go way out yonder for anything so we kept it tight in the area. I think the farthest we went out was to the record shop and the bowling alley. Duckpins man.....that is some fun shit if you haven't tried it. As bad as the weather was, we just didn't care, we had the best time. The cab dude who brought us there had the trip of his life, cause K* and I got his ass on some taxicab confessions type shit, dude must've been a little preoccupied cause the trip cost a bit more than it did going home, a good four bucks more, hmmm, I wonder why he didn't want his picture taken......

Oh before I forget, I met her sister, it went well...moving on.

Happy easter, to sis' sorry but like K* said we were tired. That day with the purchase of a new DVD player, and a new movie, we ended up at the house again. You see, I been to MD before yall, so there isn't anything really new to me ya dig? K* has been there, done that. So things aren't that 'new' either. Just know it doesn't take much to impress me. And with things so spread apart out there, you either want to get everything done in one shot, or you just better be prepared for long ass rides. The rain just wouldn't let up, so we both went out to breakfast and for you cats out there who have an IHOP by a spot where traffic is fucking crazy (us it was the University of MD) it is always the best bet to go only TWO at a time. You skip the wait, for real. The cab driver this time was ok, but I think he took it personal that I was a Northerner talking shit about sports down here, I mean he actually had the nerve to bring up the Wizards vs. the Celtics. Look at the record dickface, notice that we have no number 1 picks on our squad. Then he tried football, I just happened to be wearing a Pats hat, I told him look who has the title, nothing else to talk about, then comes baseball, neither one of us won that one. K* did, she is the ring holder with the Stankees, shit that even shut me up. But he jerked my woman out of some chips, to make matters worse he was straight American, black guy. See what pride do? Talk about another long day, we watched tv, talked shit, the only topic we avoided was the next day, cause we knew what that would bring. That day and night was spent slowly even if time didn't stop. She made my favorite dish, I baked her cookies, you damn right I did too.

We watched Ray, Mo Better Blues, Requiem For a Dream, not all at the same time. They were spread out. We watched basketball, I mean it was all good. Hell, I don't even think I played with the P2 but once...and that's a real statement. Honestly I didn't want to go, I really didn't. But Monday came.....

and there is no need to talk about that, not on my end anyway.

So what did I learn? Nothing new but a quick 5 things before I go....

5. Shimmery mary-janes are the new fishnet sandles
4. fake ass ugg boots and fat girls DO NOT MIX.
3. I came up with a new game show called "Guess the Country the Weave Came From" taking applications via email and blog comments
2. Go-Go is now my number 1 worst type of music, the shit actually kept me out a few stores
1. For cigaretts to be so damn cheap down there, why the fuck people ask for them more than they do up here?

Shottanix, you did it again, thank you for the food on Loyalty. Good lookin out.

*The Grill, ha ha ha, that's for another post, don't worry I won't dissapoint and leave yall hanging for a week and shit.

oh, my computer is down thanks to spyware. I will be back up when I get it fixed so be patient.

big up Jirzygirl, Fakers beat the Knicks last night but then again who isn't beating up the Knicks lately?

to the cab driver from taxicab confessions. If that was really you, and we see our ass on HBO then note that we were just playing, we are not married, and I wonder why you kept asking me if I would get off on watching my woman fuck other cats. (yes yall the shit was crazy). For the record though, you got punked.

I'm out, yall be safe
enjoy North Carolina do it on the Men's side like I said
and the LSU women do their thing like I said...

da Champ