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Name: Rob
Country: United States
State: Virginia
Metro: Fairfax County
Birthday: 2/14/1900
Gender: Male
Interests: eating, sleeping, eating, working, eating, playing with the dog and eating. oh yeah did i mention i love food.
Expertise: eating, sleeping and doing shots of Patron. GM is a bad thing.
Occupation: Hustler to some and Club Manag
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message meEmail: email me
Member Since:
12/7/2003
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| i thought i was technicali cant believe it took me more then 20 minutes, $9, and half a cup of coffee to figure out how to log onto the starbucks wifi. first, i think i was rhabed by buying a starbucks card because that didn't do diddly squat for me. now, i'm stuck with one more card in my wallet that i will never use. i wonder, who will be the lucky one to receive my starbucks gift?
plus, i am in starbucks hell. i'm all about the classics and big band era music, but really, do they have to play it on the day that i decide to come sit here for a few hours and get some work done? i did bring my ipod but i think i might blow my eardrums out trying to mask the noise.
also, here is my question of the day. do i have a penis tattoo on my forehead? why do i ask this? i'm not sitting in direct line of the front door entrance but off to the side and yet everyone will look at me and then quickly turn away once i look up. i feel like a freak on display at a circus side show. COME ONE, COME ALL AND SEE THE HAIRLESS MEXICAN TYPE ON HIS MAC AND DRINK COFFEE!
ok, time to focus on my coffee. it's cold now.
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| a converstation with with lklk: so how did it go?
m: not good. it's done
lk: you need to stay away from crazy koreans.
m: i try but its about a visual stimulation. remember when i was dating those white girls and the man wouldn't work? just bc she was nekkid doesnt mean i was into it.
lk: oh yeah! you're weird. i'm glad i'm not a dude.
m: huh? what's that supposed to mean?
lk: that you have to be visually attracted. that has never been a thing for me.
m: yes, bc women are attracted to mental stimulation. you wouldn't sleep with a dunce, would you?
lk: huh?
m: if the dude was hot and you asked him what 2+2 is = to and he screams 5. he's not getting laid.
lk; uh, yeah you're right.
hahahahahaha!
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| Anyone who hasn’t experienced the ecstasy of betrayal knows nothing about ecstasy at all.i had been drama free for months and then "bam" just like that it came back. of course, it comes at a time when i'm changing jobs, remembering the two years anniversary of my dad's death. the sad thing is i can honestly attest that i had nothing to do with bringing it on. it was all in her head. who knew she was going to be this way? i thought i had learned my lessons from all the other times.
can i say i saw the sign? yes, i did. it was at the moment, i realized i was dating ursula. it was urs and her craziness and the beatings. granted, it was one notch down. there was no knife or mirror throwing. did i stop it? no, because i was already in it and couldn't stop the moment. did i think i could change her? HELL NO! i did, however, think i could settle her insecurities and move forward. yeah, that went well.
so dealing with someone with a few insecurities brought out my one insecurity. lack of trust. then again, could it have been brought on by her actions. she knew full and well that all bets would be off had she decided to contact him or hang out with him, and yet, she contacted him after reassuring me that he was gone and there was no need.
trust me, we all have exes and i know this. i have exes. i have been a firm believer that if you have shared a past with someone, even though you two share nothing anymore, there should be cordialness. i have preached this from day one and will do so until i die.
yet, she has no clue that she is the one who broke the trust factor down. she is the one who decided to contact him and open avenues of communication. i understood she had issues with a few girls of my past but i was forthcoming and did everything i could to make her feel at ease. i couldn't tell her enough that there was nothing there and that it was just business. how do you trust someone who goes straight for the jugular? you can't.
steph brought up a good point. i don't trust people because i have been burned one too many times. in this line of work, it's hard to find true friends. i am very grateful to be surrounded by those i consider truly beautiful people on the inside and hope i give back to them as they give to me.
so it's times like this that make me get tattoos to remember the moments in my life. the good, the bad and the downright ugly. the dragon on my shoulder was fresh out of marine corps boot camp. the grim reaper was my marine corps unit mascot. the tribal shoulder piece was because i needed to feel pain and wanted something as wild as the life i was living. the two dragons were a relationship that at the time was like no other. the wrist pieces were true to their meaning for me, BUT the rib tattoo was bc of san fran girl.
DUM SPIRO, SPERO
and on that note, i'm out.
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| quote of the day"a morning of awkwardness is better then a night of loneliness"
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| slackingi'm not sure if it's facebook' fault or the for the fact that my life has been so relaxed and chill that i can't remember the last time it was like this. the job is great. china doll and i have been getting along great. hachi is always doing well and chilling. who knows but life has been great.
of other news, i will be leaving my current place of employment and heading over to another lounge/ food place. i haven't worked with food in over 13 years. i'm a bit anxious because i have my work cut out for me.
the great thing about this job is i won't be spending a boat load of money on going out and eating. FREE MEALS!!!!! this reminded amy of when i worked at zei and was able to charge my meals to the club. she has already claimed "wife status" for the new place. hahahaha
ok, time to watch eastbound and down. this show makes me want to grow my hair out and get my mexi mullet on.
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