Alright. Time to summarize nearly 2 weeks worth of goin ons… Anyhow, Tammy and I have been chatting lately, and she’s been telling me about this boy that we’ve pretty much refer to as Chang-man/boy. Quite a character he is. Heh… Tammy and her boys… LOL But we’ll continue that story later.

Anyhow, everyone knows about the new love of my life right now, my new 2002 Acura RSX.

My pride and joy. Well during the week, Tammy’s power supply goes kaput, and luckily I had an extra one laying around. So I drove over to her place on Saturday in Brooklyn to install it and chill.

We had dinner down the street, at this Mexican place that had the best fucking chicken I’ve ever tasted. Yes, even better than friggin BBQ near my place. We took a pic after dinner, and as you can see, we’re freezing our asses off (you can see my clenched fist).

After dinner I decide to split and head back home. I hop in my car drive back to my place. Get out of the car and turn around to press the remote for the alarm and look back to see this shit:

Looks like some dumb fuck hit and ran my car in Brooklyn when it was parked. They managed to hit 3 of the 4 body panels on the driver’s side: the door, rear 1/4 panel, and the fender panel. There’s are 3 wonderful grooves imbedded into the body of the car, stripped pain, a nice dent at the wheel well, and a dent in my alloy rims. Grrrrr… I said every damn 4 letter word in English, and when I ran out, I started cursing in every language I knew how to (that’s about 12 different languages). All of the east village heard me. People turned around, the freshman in Weinstein dorms look out their windows, taxis stopped on the street as I cursed, jumped up and down, stomped my feed like a crazed monkey… You get the point. I was just damn pissed. I wanted to hunt down the biatch that did this, place his nuts on a wooden cutting board, and smash each nut with a rusty hammer. You get the idea…

The car doesn’t even have fucking a NY registration yet, and no plates yet. Ironically, it was the 13th day of owning it (go figure)… Nothing ever happens to it in NYC. The moment I leave NYC, then it gets fucked up. No wonder everyone says Brooklyn is tough!

Uma was the unfortunate soul to be the first one to call me shortly after this, and thus got an earful… She decided that a drive around town was called for, and thus we drove up and down Riverside Drive all the way to 90th street and back and just talked. I do have to say that really calmed me down a lot. Thank god for good friends!

Daaayaaamm… she looks HOT there… Chang-man no get. LMAO!

##### AIM Conversation #####
Tammy: chang man called
Eddie: haha
Eddie: I knew it
Eddie: he’s like a clock
Eddie: every monday
Eddie: haha
Tammy: i told you about his attempts to work out the wekend?
Tammy: “i wnat to lock it in”
Eddie: nope… what?
Tammy: hahahaha
Tammy: ok let me tell ya
Tammy: so thursday i call his cell and leave a voicemail: hey dan… wanted to see if you wanted to hang out saturday DAY. but jane said you’re going down to DC to that engagement party too… so have a good weekend. bye.
Tammy: he calls me friday afternoon and says: hey do you want to hang out tonight?
Tammy: me: busy with cousin.
Tammy: dan: ok then saturday day.
Tammy: me: don’t you need to go to dc? are you planning to fly then?
Tammy: dan: uh i don’t konw yet. i guess i could leave at 4 and get there by 8.
Tammy: me: what times does the engagement party start?
Tammy: dan: 8.
Tammy: me: uh….
Tammy: dan: ok what about sunday then?
Tammy: me: superbowl.
Tammy: dan: oh… sunday day?
Tammy: me: ok (dude he’s tried every segment of the weekend now)
Eddie: omg - this is crazy
Tammy: dan: that means i need to leave DC in the morning
Tammy: me: uh… why don’t we just see and you call me when you know.
Tammy: dan: no. i want to lock this in.
Tammy: me: uh.
Tammy: dan: i haven’t seen you in half a month.
Eddie: he actually said that?
Eddie: haha
Tammy: me: uh. i guess it’s been 2 weeks.
Tammy: YEAH HE SAID THAT!
Eddie: I’d maybe think that
Eddie: but not say it
Eddie: haha
Tammy: so then he calls me the next day (sat) to figure things out. luckilyi was in the shower.
Eddie: lol
Eddie: probably when you were chatting with me right
Eddie: haha
Tammy: on my voicemail: dan: tammy i can’t go out today. i do’nt have time b/c i leave at so and so time.
Tammy: yeah
Tammy: hold on
Eddie: lol
Eddie: I can’t believe he said he wants to lock it in
Eddie: what is this a hotel?
Eddie: lol
Tammy: ok so let me continue
Tammy: he called me an hour ago
Tammy: and asked me out for saturday already!
Eddie: this guy gets the most persistent and annoying award
Tammy: ok so i tell jane (our mutual friend) over aim and she said, oh yeah tell him i invited you to dinner on wed. to go to dinner with them two so i don’t need to hang out with him alone.
Tammy: so i mention it to him this morning
Tammy: and you can tell he doesn’t want me to go. but then he flat out says, i’d rather you not go.
Tammy: b/c he doesn’t want to mix me and jane together. he wants to keep it separate b/c “if we do get together” he doesn’t want to tell jane detail by detail. wtf?!
Eddie: um…
Eddie: can someone smack this guy and give him a clue
Tammy: seriously?!
Eddie: I’m gonna post this on my journal today on how not to pick up a girl
Eddie: lol
Tammy: 3 weeks since first date.
Tammy: i think that’s a clue.
Eddie: exactly
Eddie: if I don’t hear from the girl in a week
Eddie: I throw the paper with her name out
Tammy: yeah
Tammy: or if you ask her out and she can’t make time
Eddie: yeah
Eddie: or unless she says that she really wants to but cant

To all guys out there without a clue. Think before you speak, or don’t think so hard that you start saying what you think. Saying things like, “lock it in” is just plain pathetic man… If you had at least half a brain, you’d at least make it fun to flirt a bit before going down in flames by losing your dignity. UGHY! For V-day, stop while you’re ahead.

As for me, I know people have been asking, but nope no girl right now. There may be one on my radar, but I don’t want to ask her out until after v-day. It’ll just put waaay too much pressure on things as well as myself, and at this point I don’t need it. Besides, I have my car to focus on (my current mistress… lol)

However, the church is putting something together for the non-attached ladies so that they can feel special on v-day. They asked me to sing live as part of the entertainment. Ask me to sing? How can I not turn that down. With a huge repitoire of cheezy love songs and 50’s ballads, I’m there dude. Yes I do weddings and bar mitzvahs too! LOL Basically, they’re putting together a coffe house thing with a special dinner for the ladies. I guess that’ll be my good deed for that day.

So how am I overall? Stressed, yet happy. Strange isn’t it?