Keith

Fri, 30 Apr 2004 16:25:12 GMT

Well my first week of summer has sucked ass thus far. After I got home saturday, I figured I had the rest of the weekend to get over my killer case of strepthroat so I could go back to work Monday. But of course, come Monday, I still felt bad, so I took the day off. Then Tuesday, in the 7th day of 10 day prescription I was taking for my throat infection, I develop the worst allergic reaction to amoxycillin ever recorded. I was washing my truck in the midafternoon sun with my shirt off in order to get some color, but as soon as I was done and walked back inside, I broke out in a rash from head to toe, covering my entire body. I looked like a giant measle. My face swelled up bright red, it looked like some kind of marvel comic action hero. Apparently the sun triggered a photosynthetic reacion, and I sure as hell reacted. So of course the rash decides to itch like a mofo, and i was crying like a girl to the doctor as soon as I could the next morning. Thank god the dude was able to give me two presciption that counteracted the effects of the reacion. Though I still break out into random bouts of itching from time to time. And I cant go out in the sun at all for a week or so till my antihistimine levels go down, so i havent been able to work all week either. Ive been living like a vampiric hermit the last few days, hiding in my bedroom. Anyways, yea my first week of summer has been sucking so far. later .

lost at sea

Mon, 12 Apr 2004 21:14:41 GMT

Wow so it's been over a month since I've updated this punk...the semester is coming to an end soon, and retroactive from yesterday, i am officially on 'hell week' until Wednesday the 21st. These next 10 days will be the most trying times of my life. I would gladly trade 3 days alone in the desert with the devil for my own purgatory. oh well I'll make it through this crap.

A whole lot of nothing has been taking place, yet everything has been going down. Lots of fun has been had, good times spent. Now random thoughts and events:

1. I nearly lost my life in a freak on the spot episode of the tv program "Cops". A black SUV and a cop car nearly slammed into my truck on the dolphin expressway as I was getting onto the 95 ramp. The cop then jumps out of his car, wielding firearm in hand, and runs over to the SUV. I dumped the clutch and got my happy ass out of there in a split-second. I had no desire to be a victim of neither road rage nor pig violence.

2. The marlins are off to a great start this year, they're 5-1 after the first week. This included a sweep of are newly developing rivals, the Phillies. I believe that makes something like 12 straight games they've won against them at home, and 14 of 16 overall-I love it. It almost seems like the magic is picking up where it left off last year

3. Here in G-102 we now have a homeless vagabond making his residence on our couch. He is an unemployment statistic. He collects a welfare check. He is a strain on the US economy. He sleeps in your bed when you're not around. His day does not begin until high noon. His weekend begins Sunday night and ends Sunday morning. Unless this said couch abuser finds a job soon, he will be making his residence in the community dumpster.

4. Me, Tim, and Johnny went and scoped out a possible off-campus residence for next year. The place was nice and for a good price but was a bit small. It also had nice facilities including an awesome pool and gym, and had nice landscaping as well. It could be a possibilty come Fall '04.

Mon, 08 Mar 2004 09:39:16 GMT

tonight....

-I go to Davie Ale house with some friends, good times. Tabasco sauce in uncle Murray's drink, funny as hell.
-I consider myself a lucky guy at this moment in time =).
-shooting pool at Classics. fun stuff.
-arrival at FIU at approximately 2:30 to a bunch of drunken heathens. Derek is hammered-funny as hell. Jon is rockin a pink shirt from the Don Johnson Era-nice fashion.
-My roommates are playing a drinking game in which they yell out "moose"...no clue with that?
-People are taking beer shots to the anthem of 'Keith sucks'-interesting.
-I find myself drinking from a measuring cup-what the hell?
-I have class in 3 hours-I have no resistance to peer pressure.

ugh.

Thu, 04 Mar 2004 03:22:50 GMT

Right now, things seem to be on the up and up...everything's good...it's all good...heading back to fort lauderdale tonight, work tomorrow...friends coming back for spring break, starting next week its gonna be a blast, like old times...everyone here at the G-spot has kicked off March Madness in style...even though I'm not here much, Im glad to see everyone is having such a good time, keep it up guys...I'll be back saturday night for J-Luv's b-day...G-spot spring break coming soon, daytona will be the hotness, I cant wait....yep I'd have to say that this is the best I've felt in a while...it's all good.

Catch you guys on the flipside....

camina con fe

nature's miracles

Wed, 25 Feb 2004 19:57:12 GMT

Mother nature has been good to me so far today. First off, I'm sitting in spanish literature class, in my normal seat close to the door, when God decides to play tricks on mankind here in Miami and absolutely lets the heavens open up. Now we almost always have class with the door open to enjoy the weather outside, but it backfired this time. A near tidal wave hit us bystanders who happened to be by that door. It was shut forthwith.

The walk back to my dorm was even more enjoyable. I felt like I was taking a stroll through monsoon weather in a vietnamese jungle, Bubba and Forrest on my left side, Martin Sheen on the other, telling me all about napalm in the morning.

To top it all off, I sit here now typing this update in the 7th circle of Hell, formerly known as G-102. Yes, I live a boiler room now because my AC decided to freeze over and form a lake in my place in the process. Dante would be proud.

-Qui verra, vivra

Wed, 25 Feb 2004 07:07:33 GMT

late night after a long day...tranquility reigns supreme here in the G-spot as of 2:06....I must make up my mind, I have decisions to make....long day ahead tomorrow...gnight...

Duerme con Fe

Tue, 24 Feb 2004 02:46:00 GMT

Yea so I was over at Tamiami Park today with Evian and what do we come across, literally thousands of white crosses in the field parking lot with a loud speaker continually announcing names in alphabetical order. I see someone working amongst the crosses so i drove up to him and inquired as to what was going on. He informs me, with the most dead serious look I've ever seen in my life, that there are 10,000 crosses dedicated to each of the victims of Castro's regime. His informing us Americans was really intense, he wore his heart on his sleeve.

Later on we're parked over there chillin out, in the middle of a conversation about something that's offensive to cubans, can't remember what it was exactly, when it was brought to my attention that the fact that I was absolutely blasting Kenny Chesney at the time might be offensive. I then realized I was parked right in front of the Cuban victim memorial blairing country music. Sure enough, i look over and several of the workers are giving me dirty looks. Out of respect for the names being announced, I toned it down abit. Twas a moment of irony.

agenda for tonight:
1. wendy's, hungry as hell
2. study, or try to at least
3. pass out like a motherfucker

Camina con Fe

its a cryin' shame

Mon, 23 Feb 2004 04:21:41 GMT

A long weekend has just passed. I worked thursday through today, made some good money. I've been working with Billy(Charlie's older brother) the last month or so. Busting ass with rough work pays off. Got a dollar raise already. Sweet. It didn't come with out its price though. Probably one of the longest four days of work I've had in a while, I've been to hell and back before, but it was killer this weekend. Friday, when its time to do the hardest work of all, filling a dumpster with all the demo trash from the job site, it decides to get up to about 85 degrees out of nowhere, with no breeze. Pure misery. Then to top it off I find out we're pressure cleaning and painting the roof on the house next week. OMG I can't wait. I live for this. I'm gonna be bakin come tuesday.

Yea so me and my friends were running around friday night as normal, doing the usual, when my buddy Mark finds a nice car length key scratch on his 2002 Mustang GT. Someone fuckin keyed his car at some point in the night for absolutely no reason, none at all. Mark is new to the group, no one knows him, I don't see why anyone of the people who we ran into that night would do that. I honestly just can not comprehend why people do stupid shit like that. I was enraged. I got so pissed, and it wasn't even my car. Mark didn't deserve that, he's the most chill guy around. I think I would have seriously hurt whoever it was that keyed his mustang if I had found out. I rarely EVER get mad let alone really angry, but when i saw that it just set me off. I hate stupid people and the stupid shit they do. Fuck. I

other random things:
-I loaded my truck up with 13 bags of cement on a supply run, each weighing 80 lbs each, for a grand total of a little over a 1000lbs. My suspension limit is supposedly 500 lbs. My baby handled it with ease, and then some. True to its name: Built Ford Tough.
-I want to learn portuguese.
-Saturday night was a good change of pace. I get a call from billy after work at about 6:30 saying come over to his parents house to chill out and have a beer with the family and his financee. So me, Billy, Rheannon, Nikki, and Bill Sr. break out a game of monopoly at around 7:30 and the beer starts flowing. I think for Bill Sr. it had been flowing for several hours prior because his game strategy was incoherent at best. An extremely passionate and intense game of monopoly was thus played. Mr. Miller decides to quickly buying up as much property as he can, wasting all his money, then refuses to negotiate or bargain for them in his drunken stupor. Hearts were broken, egos were shattered, self-esteem stepped upon. No sense could be talked into him. Around and around we went, getting no where, arguments were waged. Billy tried to reason with his dad at several times, the most infamous rebuttle from him being "you can't do shit, you can't monopolize because you suck". People had to walk off the anger and disgust at certain points, it was incredible. Finally Charlie gets home and takes over for his dad after he stunk out the joint. Before we all knew it, its midnight and we're all well on our way to being inebriated. I finally called it a night soon thereafter. The war of attrition wore me out. A monopoly game never to forget.
-One of the headlines in the paper this weekend said that the Marlins will begin spring training this week. Looking back in retrospect, it still almost seems surreal that the Marlins won the world series. It was a near miracle what they pulled off. Amazing. Watching their season was one of the things that kept me going through the dog days of last summer. I love baseball.

miami vices

Thu, 19 Feb 2004 02:57:40 GMT

Beer, sweet nectar of life. I enjoy it, my roommates enjoy it, we all enjoy it. Heading back to fort lauderdale for work with Calcutta Inc. Thursday and Friday, possibly saturday as well.

Hanging out with friends again tonight. If we chill outside, chances are that we will, I will savour the flavor of one of these high quality cigars which Jon brought back with him from Paradise.

Estos vicios me acabarán.

Have fun everyone while im in the motherland.

Camina con Fe

the obscene

Wed, 18 Feb 2004 04:06:23 GMT

I came across this in the news, thought it was pretty damn funny...

(in reference to late night talk host Conan O'brien)
"O'Brien sparked a burst of outrage from the Canadian government last Thursday with a segment in which a rubber hand-puppet known as Triumph the Insult Comic Dog, a recurring character on the show, said to a Quebecer: "You're French, you're obnoxious and you no speekay English." The ribald puppet told another: "I can smell your crotch from here."

Only us Americans could ruffle the feathers of our northerly neighbor Snowbirds in such a way....

Work was rough today...the Calcutta Demo Squad's motto of "We'll Kill your house" should include "and we'll kill you too in the process"...I feel as I have no arches in my feet at this moment in time...yep I love it...I'm game for some more thursday...unleash the beast...

damn I have reading to catch up on...I hate how my Contemporary International Problems prof. just loves to force us to keep up on our readings by giving us nice little random pop quizzes....this isnt high school folks...

workaholic

Tue, 17 Feb 2004 04:00:38 GMT

So I got a call while I was in the gym, charlie's brother leaving a message, asking if I'm working tomorrow, lots, lots to be done. I didn't plan on working tomorrow, but I am now.

I'm lookin at pullin 10-12 hours tomorrow. I fuckin love it. I'm in the money. Gotta get as many hours in as I can. March madness is coming up. Between my spring break and others' springs breaks revolving around mine the preceding and following weeks, and the blitzkrieg of people turning 21 in just this one month, holy shit its gonna be sick. Ok I gotta be as responsible as I can right now and save up.

eh enough talk about alcohol and partying. Heard several shocking things tonight, the kinda stuff that almost puts you on your ass. Also my thoughts lie elsewhere...blah I hate being contemplative, Its good to ponder things sometimes, but one of these days my own mind will drive me to insanity.

I'm borrowing this phrase,

camina con fe.

raw fish please

Mon, 16 Feb 2004 04:10:26 GMT

When me and adam were out for a run over at tamiami park tonight we talked about this. For family dinner this week we have to go for Sushi. We all know the asian food situation was a bust last week so lets try to find a good sushi place. I dont want to have to go through another walk of shame.

package delivered, big bird returning to base

Mon, 16 Feb 2004 04:03:31 GMT

I feel like I accomplished alot this weekend. productivity kicks ass, its much more fulfilling than sitting around vegetating. I pulled 2 10 hour shifts at work thursday and friday, saw an old friend thursday night, ran all sorts of errands saturday and mowed the church lawn, and just had all around productive days.

Saturday, I did something drastic, something impulsive. I had been toying with the idea of shaving off my 'chin vagina', as it had been dubbed by several people, but I had reservations with actually going through with it. My chin vagina had been an integral part of my facial structure for more than a year, it was a vital part of me. I had worn it through all the dog days of summer, when i worked out in the So. Fl. sun 6 days every week. I'm talking about me looking like my continent of origin had changed from european to african, i was dark. The skin beneath my chin cooch had ne'er a bit seen the light of day since the winter before. I feared my chin would look like my scalp. So I strutted into the barber shop where i always go, sat down, and out of nowhere I was like, you know what Donna(woman who cuts my hair), shave the punk off. And there, in a blazing moment of glory, the chin punanee was gone, a now heap on the floor. People tell me I look completely different now. This is good. I feel refreshed.

In other news, my new years resolution which I thought I had mothballed has been officially picked up, dusted off, and put to use once more. I've rededicated myself to going to the gym, and I started walking in the morning and running at night at the park by my house. I feel fuckin great.

Stupid people piss me off.

winter wonderland

Wed, 11 Feb 2004 17:11:50 GMT

I walked to one of my professors' office this morning to discuss something with him, and I almost swore it was hot out. I checked the extended forcast, and highs will be between 76-83 for the coming week, lows in the mid to low 60s. Beautiful weather, I prophesize some beachtime this weekend.

Speaking of the afore mentioned professor, one Dr. Fernandez, he nearly decapitated each and every one of us in his class today for turning in supposedly horrible citations for our term paper topics and bibliographies. He stomped around the room, stammering and babbling on about how the educational system in America sucks, and how he wouldn't sell out our education by being a teacher who doesn't care. I was sitting in the front row, and at certain times feared for my life. As he heaved each gigantic whoosh of breath, you could almost see the steam rising from his nostrils. I thought he was gonna charge me like a toro loco and I'd have to pull a little matador move there to save my life. You could imagine my fears I held when I ventured into his office later on to discuss my paper topic. Nevermind the fact that I failed to turn in a topic and bibliography on time, regardless of the quality. Thus the surprise which enveloped me was enormous upon him greeting me in a very jovial manner. He was almost giddy about my paper topic, I have no clue why. Tal vez a causa del hecho que a un gringo le interesan las relaciones entre los Estado Unidos y Mexico influenciadas por el tratado de Guadalupe Hidalgo. Quien sabe?

Yet another 4 day weekend arrives after classes tonight are over. Lots of work, school work to be done unfortunately. One of my 2 bestfriends Jakob is coming down from UF for the weekend, we should be living it up, havin a blast, running around the old stomping grounds. I also gotta get my compound bow fixed. I'm starting archery and I gotta get the thing restrung. I'm gettin down and dirty like Robin Hood, Men in Tights.

Wed, 11 Feb 2004 03:32:04 GMT

Family dinner was good as usual. We had a good turn out for this one, the party being me, Adam, Henryk, Jon, and a new-comer to our little tradition, Tim. After looking for a chinese restaurant, finding one, taking the walk of shame after looking at the menu, and searching for another one, we came across a quaint little place, Bellimante's, a cheap italian buffet. For the price and quality, it couldn't be beat. The family will most definitely be frequenting this place in the near future.

Some of the conversation at dinner included talk about possible trips this summer. There were talks about a possible trip to England near summer's end, which would be amazing. However, the best idea proposed came from Jon, concering a possible trip around the country visiting various cities to go to major league baseball games. If youre a true baseball connaiseur, then you'd know how exciting a trip like that would be. And through connections people have, a little planning, and some good money management along the way, it has the chance to be the trip of a lifetime. Lately I've been pondering my plans for this coming summer, and some of the things I'd like to get done. I haven't been outside of the great state of Florida in over a year, having last visited the fine state of Michigan a year ago Christmas. Since then my life's been on cruise control in many senses. I've been going to school continuing my education, and I worked almost everyday all last summer, and continued working hard when not in school since. I'm by no means saying that this time was wasted in any way, becuase I was able to buy my own vehicle completely on my own, in cash, with the money I saved up. But in the larger picture, time is starting to run out, even though I know very slowly, for me to be able to get out and do the kinds of things that I probably won't be able to do at any given time once I'm older. Whether its grad school or a full-time job, before I know I'll be tied down with responsbilities that come with adulthood. That's why right now traveling,roadtrips or whatever, are really appealing to me. Even though I've been lucky enough to explore an extremely large part of this country in my short life, I want to get out and see as much as possible before time slips away from me. Partying and all the good times I've had here in south florida, and more importantly Fort Lauderdale, have been great and I wouldn't trade them in for anything, but its time to have some fun in other places. This country is enormous, there is so much to be seen, done, and experienced, and its waiting out there. Fort Lauderdale is my beloved home, hopefully I'll be able to call it that for a long time to come, but its good to get out and see other places. I want to do this not only to explore what other places have to offer, but also to remind myself of what is so great about where I'm from.

grand prix of miami

Thu, 05 Feb 2004 02:47:23 GMT

so yea I'm driving back to fort lauderdale once again, gotta work tomorrow. I'm starting to turn into a damn commuter, but the only reason I'm driving back and forth several times over the next couple of days is because one of the most grandiose events in human history takes place tomorrow night. I need not even mention its name, those who know, are in the know. It will be a spectacle of human achievement, accomplishment, and creativity. Social interaction at its highest level.

Ok so I'm just writing a bunch of BS, Happy New Year, 1984 tomorrow, its gonna be kick ass. Be there or be square. Right now I'm out the door, hopefully I can get some people together to go to landlubbers for happy hour, I'm in the mood for a brewsky and wings right now. I'm on edge, the moment is nearing. Until tomorrow night. Motherland here I come.

my effects, please

Tue, 03 Feb 2004 02:42:13 GMT

Heading back to fort lauderdale once again tonight. I have to take my sister to the dentist tomorrow, she's getting a root canal done and I have to watch after her cuz she's gonna be doped up from the pain killers for a little bit afterwards. It'll be rough but she'll pull through. Work also tomorrow sandwhiched around the dentist visit. Money is essential for what's going down this weekend.

All is starting to come together for Happy New Year, 1984...my costume is good to go, and I'm picking up some accessories tomorrow from work for the party, it's gonna be sweet. If all goes as planned, this could quite possibly go down in the annals of history as one of the coolest parties, if not the best, ever thrown. There's a family meeting tonight for it, but I may have to do a conference call since I'm about to jet on out of here. Oh yea, family dinner tomorrow also. It'll be good to get away from the spanish-themed food for a week, there were 2 good choices and 2 horrible ones, so it wasn't all completely bad, but I'm feelin some good ol' american food this time around. Ft. Laudy, here I come again, roaming those streets of old once more.

huh?

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 08:19:12 GMT

having fun in ft. laudy...aka ft. liquordale....later

chasing my own tail

Thu, 29 Jan 2004 02:49:13 GMT

and I'm off to Fort Lauderdale for a few days in search of fun tonight. probably working tomorrow. Lots of studying, going to stay busy. who knows what else is in store, one can never tell when running around broward. See you later Miami.

Wed, 28 Jan 2004 22:59:36 GMT

create your own visited states map
or write about it on the open travel guide

the mundane

Tue, 27 Jan 2004 20:59:07 GMT

bored...blah blah blah....need something to do...blah....I have homework but i have no motivation to do it,I'm sick of school, utterly sick...need something new, something different, something outside the mold...I'm going to the gym, don't really have much motivation for that either, but I'm forcing myself to go. I've officially decided that my New Year's Resolution of trying to work out more regularly and cut back on the crap intake is in shambles and now defunct. Only took 3 weeks to put that out of its misery. I really have no interest in trying to get into better shape. Well, i do, I just don't want to put forth the effort and make the sacrifices.

I need to get back to work. Besides the fact that I'm nearing bankrupt, it's such a stabiliziing force. I manage my time so much better when I'm working because I don't have all this free time on my hands and I don't screw around wasting it away. Hopefully my boss will get some job bids soon so I can get back into the mix and get some time in. Or, it would be a blessing, if he gets a nice influx of jobs and I can work on a weekly basis. I've got plans in the works. Money is essential. I need it to see these plans through. I might have to get a job working for peanuts fairly soon. I hope not. I like my job, I miss it. I bust my ass, but I love it.

Family dinner tonight, always a good time. I'd better get started on this paper so I can go.

the hallucinogenic factor

Tue, 27 Jan 2004 04:57:11 GMT

Mind-altering substances. They are a great thing. Nature's little extras. I used to knock them, until I tried them. What led me to this? Peer-pressure? Roommates that won't take no for an answer? My, how the tables have turned. I see a possible addiction forming. Thank you, brothers of G 102-A for opening the door to a whole new world. I sit here a relaxed, relaxed fool.

striking truths

Mon, 26 Jan 2004 05:37:49 GMT

"When I drink, I think; and when I think, I drink."

-François Rebelais.

That one's for you buddy, keep on truckin.

stuck in a time warp

Mon, 26 Jan 2004 05:08:18 GMT

Chili cook off today, lots of fun. I am red as a ripe tomato right now. The sun kicked my ass. So did the beer. Illicit activity began rather early for this occasion. am I less of a person for drinking at 7 o'clock in the morn and gettin schlitzed by 9? Hell no, it was fun and we weren't allowed to bring anything inside the venue so we had to get beered up beforehand and go on cruise control the rest of the day.

Besides the good music(Alan Jackson performed a really good set, his music was clear and crisp, a good live performance, and good selection of songs, and the other performers were decent as well), chili cook off was a great social experience. I love drunk rednecks. Rowdy reds are the best people in the world. All kinds of crazy shit happens. This drunk woman wanted to fight my buddy Matt while we were waiting in line at the concession stand, accusing him of skipping half the line and demanding that he go to the back(even though we were in the line legit). Nevermind the fact that Matt has only one good limb working for him right now, and a gimpy one at that...He has 2 arms and a foot in a cast from a 4 wheeler accident. When he showed the woman the fact that he is temporary tripeligic(spelling?), she ranted about how he was trying to garner sympathy for being a cripple and the police had to escort her out. In retrospect, it was pretty stupid but it was entertaining at the time.

Most of the people at the show were normal everyday Joes like anyone else, but there were these hardcore crazies that were running around with confederate flags and acting all militant. These disillusioned dixiecrats were acting like good ol' Bobby Lee is still at the helm and the Civil war aint over yet. I'm by no means knocking southern anything, you should be proud of where you're from, but damn
some of these people were a little over the edge. My favorites were these women comprising the muff-diving brigade. They were these lesbians dressed up in combat fatigues, doing salutes, and waving confederate flags. I got a kick out of them.

good times, good times, I'm going to be peeling like a potato tomorrow.

the end does't justify the means, or, maybe the end isn't wanted

Sat, 24 Jan 2004 16:35:26 GMT

Good times, good stuff. I don't know how I'm going to make it out of this weekend alive. Liver pollution lastnight, Charlie's sister Nikki's birthday today, and chili cook off tomorrow. The body was not meant for this.

I feel an unproductive day creeping up on me, not good. I have to mow the church lawn today, I'm going to die.

snacking on honey-roasted peanuts and eating a banana, a quality breakfast.

dead silence in this house, a bit eery considering there are 12 other bodies scattered about. It's 11:30, time to wake their asses up.