still budding in the back seat
of my mental thoughts
CHULO RODRIGUEZ, MD EXTENDS HIS STAY IN THE SUNSHINE STATE
CALCETINES VIEJOS, Florida—17 Abril 2007—Chulo today announced that he has extended his visit in God's waiting room. Bowing to pressure from various constituencies within the state, he has been persuaded to stay until Saturday...
So I've been in Florida for ten days. Interesting, right? Don't you think that my home life in New York has gone to shit? It has, and I'm not even there. I tried to keep everyone happy -- tried to balance family commitments with other commitments in life.
Of course you know I have failed at this seemingly simple task. Because my trip has been extended by roughly four days, now I am this horrible person who is inconsiderate of the needs of others and blah blah blah. Keep in mind -- this is coming from an individual who is not nearly as close to his parents as I am with mine. That said, our apartment is a short train ride away from his parent's house, we've had members of his family over for dinner and movies, we've gone to his parent's house to help with various jobs... Need I go on?
Seeing them is easier than seeing some people who will remain nameless as I don't have resources to wage multiple battlefronts from my present location.
My family is in the state of Florida. I don't know if ya'll are aware of this, but there is no MTA train that goes to that destination. I know it sounds absurd, but it's true -- you can't use your metrocard to go to Florida. Check it here, you'll see that Florida is not on any map.
My phone has been turned off because I am tired of hearing it ring. The best part -- you'll need my entire soc to turn it back on. Both the SIM card and phone are locked out. Let's see someone accidently turn it back on.
Fuck with me, I thought you knew. Oh wait, you ain't hurd?
That's too bad.
I have a good mind not to go back. It's cheaper for me to exist in the state of Florida and still manage to pay my rent. I have a few jobs here. Could you imagine me keeping an apartment in New York while living at home with my family? That would be some shit right? All on a salary from working at a goofy Blockbuster Video store. Not that there is anything wrong with the block, it's just that I worked so hard to get away, only to come back. It's some funny shit, really, it is.
I left him with an icebox filled with food. Prepared food. The all spiced, place on a hot stove for a few minutes kind of food. He's still fucking up dinner and complaining. Suddenly, Faith Evans comes onto the iTunes... Love Don't Live Here Anymore... I don't know if ya'll have hurd it, it's from the 90's. Andrelaso is probably shaking his fist at me for busting out with a Faith reference, but it's still funny. She sounds like him on the phone... You abandoned me... love don't live here anymore... Just a vacancy... love don't live here anymore... Add some old school Bad Boy Ent. beats and a female voice whining out the words and you got the song!
If I wanted to be an asshole, I wouldn't have said anything. I would have continued my vacation without any mention of a flight change. Just keep on truckin... sports bars and lounges... hanging out with attractive people having wonderful conversation over a martini and some food. Music and laughter -- all while the temperature OUTSIDE is someplace in the 70s and there are clear skies.
Cost of living in Florida ~ $36.00 (Two Really Good Cosmos and Tip)
Cost of living in New York ~ $750.00 (Rent, Utilities, Some Food)
Ya'll do the math. Where am I better off?
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Where am I returning to... even with a four day extension?
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Am I fucking retarded or is it something else?
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That's what I thought.
Run with us or run from us or get run the fuck over...
