Frivolous At Heart

Okay, I just wanted to post before I head out. It’s the frontal view of my yard. I reworked it into how I wanted things. This year, I actually like how things are situated. It’s a fulfillment for myself I reassure you=) As You can see below, I have included quite a few photos.

Give this about six months and I’ll go back and take a few more shots to see improvements- if there are any in hopes there will be. My rose garden better bloom as beautiful as they look on the photos displayed at the nursery. Enjoy!

You know, my friend and I made plans prior for this weekend to break ground on this most exciting activity: to make shelves from scratch. You can get an idea of what will be happening this weekend by referencing THIS. I had made shelves from scratch before so this task is considered pretty repetitive and a little easy with a little assistance here and there.

I made CHIM buy some tools but I guess it was useless after him purchasing it because he couldn’t use it. He’ll learn with time I bet. The only thing I see him able to use are the flashlight and the bolt driver. I told him I needed help assembling the shelves together but by the time I sent him to Home Depot, I was already done with the frame once he came back. When he actually did come back, he had left again the minute he pulled in the drive way. I think it was *duty calls (wink).

Anyhow, the reason we are making shelves for his garage are that, it’s very messy and he needs room for his bike. The project was another successful one needless to say because I didn’t let him touch the tools:) I couldn’t have done it without his help– errgg his father’s help=)

Keep in mind that 2×4 studs are really 1.5×3 studs. I don’t know why this is the case but I assume it’s from shrinking during it’s process for consumer usage. There were two shelves in total. The first shelf: 12x18x7 ft; second shelf: 4x18x8 ft. As You can see, these made for tremendous storage capacity and cleaned up the garage quite a bit! I have attached a few photos below so that you can see the progress. Hover over the photos to get a brief description. Enjoy!

I was channel surfing a bit and I happened to stop by and was watching “Everybody Loves Raymond” at the very end (airs for 23minutes). What I found so funny was that Ray was called a sex addict and Robert also added in “he likes dirty sex, dirty immoral sex”- something along those lines which I burst out laughing but that’s not the kicker. Robert told his wife whom was standing by his side “you must be sensitive to a woman’s feelings” and his father said “you, my boy, are a girl”. You had to have seen it to understand the “funny” with that scene. OMG, I was laughing so hard I fell out of my my chair!!!

Okay,.. this morning really sucked. I had to go retain a registration tag for my truck and the funny thing is, I had paid a month ahead via snail mail. It was never sent or perhaps it was lost during its transaction here to my home.

My ticket #C433- I had to wait forever. They had #A-#7 but had only one person helping all the #C’s. Needless to say, it was very slow and tiresome. I did this last year via mail as well and everything went smooth. Registration was sent on time and wasn’t lost- I don’t know what happened this year. O well. I will still continue to renew over mail because stuff happens and it’s out of my hands.

On the bright side, I had lunch at Chic-Fil-A. Now they have a lady catering to the customers within- new trend I guess? I never gave a tip at a fast-food restaurant before. I did that day- I was the only one that gave a tip=) She was super nice plus her smile made my day. I think she was in her mid 30’s.

Well, I was invited to a birthday party on a Thursday and the party commenced on a Friday. I could not make it but I wanted to help out by helping to setup the the party in anyways possible. At the currenty moment, I was attending another party which was planned well over two weeks. The party was supposed to last for quite sometime.

So… I had an excuse to sneak over to help with the preparations for one of my coolest girlfriends birthday. I had expected to be there well before the two birthday girls showed up and disappear within the shadows without any notice. Well it turned out I was there and they showed up:( I wanted this job to be an in/out thing and sneak back to my other party.

It worked out well I guess. My friend called me and said his party ended abruptly because his girlfriend got really mad and a tad bit too touchy because his cousin was poking fun at her. It was only a game they were playing but apparently she just went a little crazy taking his accusations as offensive ploys against her. So than, I guess I had no other party to go to. I had expected to stay over his pace for the night because he had a huge cookout and lots of liquor? Of course, I did not drink any because I wanted to sneak away and return later on.

So I just stayed at the party I was helping to setup for. Turned out great I was having a great time. Too bad my friend’s girlfriend was a party pooper. It is good that I stayed because I picked up my gift that I had left there during the Christmas of 05′. Lets have another party and this time, I’ll make sure she’s not too antzy or pissy=)

[iPod Mini Video Car Kit Charger Adapter FM Transmitter]

I am using my iPod more lately and notice the increase in [blockage]. That is, I am able to block out a lot of the world surrounding me. It works best with soft melodies and sometimes rock=) Anyhow I’m wanting to use this during my commute to and fro and I find it annoying and [stupid] looking to wear my ear phones while driving. It’s not that I care about those around me but it’s more of an inside mental disorder that I think it’s dumb to do so.

My remedy? Hmm, as the title indicates, I purchased an FM transmitter/ FM Modulator for my iPod. Good god, it’s made in China and that’s not to to say that all products are inferior when made in China: high quality does
exist in China when looking and researching carefully. It’s three products in one; 1) charger, 2) dock, and 3) FM Trans./Mod.. I love it actually!

Now why is it an inferior product? Well for one, I’ve never heard of the brand and the prongs that hold the dock in the cigarette lighter is just too flimsy and not up to par. I’m worried that if I stop all a sudden during busy
traffic- it might fly out and hit me in the face if not, damage a 300USD toy! It wouldn’t hurt my pocket book as much because I got it for free but to others, I feel your lost,.. not!

You’ve probably experienced [over-charging] your battery on many of the newer gizmos namely, phones and PDAs. This product I purchased has no [turn-off], [toggle] or [push-button] switch built in? What? Why in the heck not? Well, okay, all the iPod FM Trans./Mod do not have this feature and I plan to remedy this as well! I figured, since the battery is built into these iPods (why?), I would risk damaging the battery while listening to my collection because of [over-charging].

I fixed this with a few mods or hacks, if you want to call it that, so that I’m able to charge my iPod at will. This is my first time so it looks really bad but works and that’s all I need it to do. My first phase was splicing open the wires to find the [hot] wire and connect it to a switch. I should have done this the correct way: splice from within and have all the wires tucked neatly inside the dock. Fruit for thought but if you do try this, do what I just suggested because you don’t want wires dangling. Plus, the dock is white and my wires are black? How dumb am I? Sheesh! I’ll include photos as soon as I get my digital camera back which is tomorrow!

I changed my mind and re-hacked the contraption to hide all the wires but the resultant was far from eye candy. I should have thought a little more deeply before I started hacking it. Enjoy!

So I went out Friday night to celebrate a friend’s birthday. At the same time, visit an old friend of mine. We have been friends for a few years now and we just now started talking again. I never gave up on her though,… we drifted apart for about a year because she was seeing someone at that time. I understood her decision and I
embraced it with her. I always called to say hello and such and one day she replied. I was very happy she did because that rekindled our friendship.

I never bothered her by calling her relentlessly; just on occasions like holidays and such. I had a feeling that this person I shouldn’t give up on and it paid off! Some people, I gave up completely. I’m sure I’ll lose her again but it’s okay; just live in the moment.

Back to my thoughts… So we went with a party of seven: three ladies and 4 gents.. It was so much fun I have to say. The server (my friend that I went to go see) was so trying to get me drunk! It was Heineken after Heineken after Heineken. She was being so bad- especially for a server=) She usually has her hair up and is more “punkish” in composure. This night, no she was not at all. I told her she looked radiant. She said I looked GOOD (O yeah,
made my night!). I love the way her hair fell down her side and how her tender curls garnished her petite shoulders. Wow!!!

Anyhow, I had a great night. Wings were awesome and the beer was even sweeter than usual (wink). Did I mention one of the girls was extremely cute? Yeah? They all went to a party after but I could not make it. Wish I had because it was fun fun fun!

I was talking to a friend of mine a few days back and now I have on this subject matter, to discuss what intrigued me so much about her. We were talking about PDA (public display of affection) and she told me about a very corny story of a couple sitting behind her in public getting busy. It was normal or so I assumed until she said “the lady was sitting on his lap riding like a horsie- a horsie ride?” OMG, I was laughing so hard it was so hilarious=)

With that alone, I thought it was really corny and funny. Every time we get a chance to chit chat, she brings up these quirky one-liners that just seem to always amaze and make me smile. We have not spoken in some lengthy time because of reasons following her BF feeling uncomfortable for us to hold a relationship as friends. I respected his wishes though, so needless to say, we don’t speak much.

I tend to give “general advice” and it seems to hurt someone. I have not betrayed anyone for giving advice because when I do have a chance to counsel, it’s all relative and general ideology that anyone would give to a friend. I guess I’m close to both parties so advice from me weights a little more than if it were from someone both parties did not know.

Anyhow, lost of thought there for a wee bit. I love talking to her. She’s a great friend. Though I’ve noticed she lashed out at me a few times and I wont burden her with my own opinions- my opinions and lashings tend to hurt a lot more than the aggressors’ own. I’m a friend that will carry your weight as my own and understand people have their moments. It’s okay if friends lash out at me, I know they are using me to vent and it’s okay. I can handle it!

I am compelled to say the least that I shall not speak of my lustful fervor any longer. I have once said that the passion encased in my heart shall not be forgotten and that it were no light switch to match the threads sewn deep within parts of my heart to ever let I forget those feelings had I once reaped for my own growth. To be a man like I is to dine life with cold slender fingers and one perceptive sharp brow.

It is quite evident that I have grown and surpassed such petty childish formulations. I turn life on its hind, define bigots and the enamored in a whole totally new perspective. Very unorthodox. The rivers and rocks that inhabit beneath shall admire me for I am unchanging. Wishes and dreams are washed away like the Autumn leaves that fall during Spring. It’s not Autumn but Spring… It’s not a full moon… It’s the wrong time within the right moments. Like I, wishes are washed away like a paper boat set free during heavy rains by an innocent child. Wrong time within right moments. I am Autumn.

No longer shall I verbalize one sentence, word or thought upon this fickle situation. It has not been a waste but it has been dreamful for the allure that stages and sings to I within thee sleep. I wake upon it like I do with little thought as the air fills my lungs to full capacity. Exhaling, I feel and note nothing of odd and nothing of all. I had be denied of most simple things and I shall sweep this underneath my dining carpet and done with saids I.

I end my journey here, I end my stake there, I’ll keep and eye out for more. The allures of life yet may still await. No longer shall I hold such peace at heart and no longer shall I hold the owner at will. You are free from my view and I no longer look through stained glass. Like the breeze that blows sand off sidewalks, I am the sand and not the breeze.

I don’t know where to start because there were a few random things that had occurred. I should have emptied my thoughts here earlier instead thinking back of what had happened. It doesn’t seem as fresh to me than if it were a week ago. Still, this proves that certain cliches happen for certain reasons If I might add, and this is one of them. “Things happen for a reason”.

This allows my mind to consolidate my thoughts to one cohesive and solid happening. I like this more and it offers a reflection of shame (if there were any) so that I may self correct my wrongs to rights. I believe this works best when served cold.

I can not remember when or the hour but a friend of mine claimed I. So I assume I’m a best friend to another which makes my day more fluid and balanced. To know that I have reached out to her and lightly suggested changes that need mending and to be able to counsel what needs cushioning makes I a more influenced person. I was touched when I was told I actually helped her see through different shades of colour. I’m happy to be part of her. She has given me something I can not refuse.

I too made a promise. The promise was that I will far exceed her kinship that she had now experienced with her friends. This promise goes only so far. I can only reach what wants to be reached and touch what wants be felt. I shall be here always. She will sail ways far and we can pick-up our relationship where it is left at without chiding and without questions. It’s not the years nor the distance that lets friends drift away; its how you feel at the moment- that pivotal moment when you know you have laid eyes on the same person you’ve come so accustomed to that all is well and nothing has changed but the weather.

I’m resolute when it comes to friendship. Like the graying of asphalt, I change very little. My direction is firm and my feelings are concrete. I stay grounded as the weather changes and the seasons discolour.