(I have to use a few curse words to emphasize my point on this one)
I've been wondering why I have been so riled up lately. It's ridiculous! I've been wanting to get into shit with everybody. Almost all the time, I been wanting to fuck somebody up or just fuck the shit out of someone (In the A/C!). Then I found a minute or two to be introspective (Because that's how I roll.) When I looked around everyone else was more agitated than usual. The customers, the mechanics, even the secretary was talking about beating people up! The irony is that is was just TOO damned hot to actually do anything. Then one of the mechanics showed me something. It was a thermometer.
This week on our lot it has been well over 100 degrees even reaching 124. I remembered that parking lots are usually ten degrees hotter. Our lot must be twenty degrees because it is the oils and gas on the ground that make it hotter. (And our messy assed mechanics do spill a bunch.) So if you speak with me and I talk a lot more shit than usual. Or say something way more dirty than my usual, just give me a pass. It's the heat. AND THE HUMIDITY.
I've been thinking of getting my boss and the crew to go into real estate or starting a gang or opening a strip club or a whore house. Whatever as long as we can get out of the heat. DAMN! I need a beer!
Hilarious... if you're deciding between one of the F-word options, I suggest option 2. =) LOL. You're crazy, but it has been too damn hot. I do agree. It has been too damn hot lately. And I'm back in School. OMG.
Me Vale Verga I was reading the old blog about my fears. And I thought I might give an update.
I realized how valid what I wrote was. I actually don't give a shit. A year ago I thought that might have been a bad thing. Last month I actually thought that may have been a bad thing.
This past year, a lot has been going on. A LOT! It was overwhelming. I was stressing out. I started smoking cigarettes. CIGARETTES! I don't even like cigarettes but I smoke em now. I cuss a lot. And I have manners! I read Emily Post GotDammit! Hell I capped off the year by hemming up the Bar Back at work. (For the ones who don't know what hemming up is, that’s when you grab someone in a violent way and they can't get away.) I began to wild out. WILD OUT!
Well my vacation in Los Angeles did me a lot of good. Good friends, good food, good family and some great assed sex! THE SEX WAS THE BOMB! (DAMN Just thinking about that shit!) I got to take a break ... Where are my cigarettes...
Cigarettes??? I'm disappointed in you. No bueno. Okay the sex and cussing are you. But the cigs, not cute. Stop it right now
Does that mean you've given up the beedees?? Permanently?
oh, and honey pie, verga = dick, meirda = shit. just fyi.
I know you know some spanish. But I hope you know no translation is literal. The spanish version of I dont give a shit is me vale verga. Not literal
maybe it's an Atlanta thing cause 3 people corrected me yesterday.
Update #1 OK. I'm back. Damn that shit was good! And damn I hate smoking!
Anyway, I was chilling at my parents house and I was thinking about my life and everything that had been going on. One of the busboys at work taught me a phrase in spanish - Me Vale Verga. It means I don't give a shit. I began to use it quite often, just for fun. It wasn't until I was home that I realized why I liked it so much. Because its true!
Of all the things that went on in the past year, I have to say - my shit was straight. My lot had improved considerably. All the drama that went on didn't affect me negatively. Not in any way at all. Don't get me wrong. Some bad things happened. But in the end, it always worked out for the best.
I have to say it was my faith in God and all the people around who love and support me. With a hedge of protection like that, I can't be stopped. That is why I really don't give a shit.
Don't get me wrong. I care about life and love. My goals are very, very, very important to me. I am focused and you can never fuck with me getting money. It’s just that when it comes to the whirlwind of stupidity and insanity that constantly surrounds me - I just don't give a shit!
I'm watching the Chappelle show season 2 DVD and there is the puppet song on there - FUCK IT. That's my shit son! You know what I say - Fuck It!
I know some of you may be offended by all the cussing. But guess what...
Are you rolling your own cigarettes? Are you sure you're smoking tobacco? What's gotten into you? Ahh fuck it! Me Vale Verga, tambien
Marlboro Menthol Mild 72s. Yep I'm sure. Its fucked up but that’s where I am now.
Me Vale Verga !!! I heard it JJ, do ya thang. Be you and do what's best for you. Don't sweat the dumb shit cause those beads will begin to flush what you do care about and dammit, I better be on that list! And I for damn sure don't wanna be washed out. Just kidding but you feel me. That's not a question. I'm doing it again, huh? I'm talking too much, but guess what...
I feel ya folk! I say fuck it too. What happens is gonna happen...to be honest with ya, life is a series of ups and downs. NO MATTER WHO YOU ARE! Even rich folks got problems...just like po' folks. So all you can do is keep it moving and don't let the past hold you down. Learn from it and keep it moving! OH YEAH...FUCK YO COUCH NIGGA! THEY SHOULDA NEVER GAVE YALL NIGGAS MONEY! Update #2 It's 2016 and my life is markedly better. I quit smoking cigarettes 8 years ago. I'm making a decent amount of money. More important than the amount, my trajectory is amazing! My life is truly getting better with each moment and it's because of this philosophy. I don't worry about anything that isn't a life priority. No one and nothing can distract me from my goals. I spent my whole life coming up with good ones.
This means that if your business doesn't have to do with my family's business or mine, then I don't give a shit about it. Don't bother trying to convince me that your MLM is in any way related to my mission. It isn't. It means that I'm likely to turn down good jobs and lots of money if it's going to take me from my passion.
I made a leap of faith some years ago. It's just now paying off. The truer I remain to being myself and focusing on my goals, the better life gets. I actually reached Kramer status. I fall bass ackwards into money with less and less effort.
Stay true to what you believe in. Everything else...
This week on our lot it has been well over 100 degrees even reaching 124. I remembered that parking lots are usually ten degrees hotter. Our lot must be twenty degrees because it is the oils and gas on the ground that make it hotter. (And our messy assed mechanics do spill a bunch.) So if you speak with me and I talk a lot more shit than usual. Or say something way more dirty than my usual, just give me a pass. It's the heat. AND THE HUMIDITY. 
