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Showing posts with label priorities. Show all posts
Sunday, December 20, 2015
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Decision 2015!!!
It's hard to believe three years have passed since Decision 2012. It seems like some much has happened.Either way, election day is upon us again and I have some more decisions to make.
I have been thinking about my dating life since coming back to Los Angeles, it's different than I expected to say the least. I have a lot more alone time than I imagined having when I first left Georgia. And that time has led me to reminiscence over my dating history.
I've been a pretty good boyfriend/partner. I've never cheated. I do flirt, A LOT. But it's probably not in me to cheat. I don't think I have the time.
I've come to realize that no matter how casual the relationship, it's still a relationship and I barely want to sit on the phone and chit chat with my girlfriend, so i definitely don't want to chit chat with a side piece. Think about bootie calls. In theory, it sounds nice. You call at 11:30 (The bootie call hour), ask for some sex, and you get some sex, no strings attached. But there are strings! It's a racket. What they don't mention in the description is the number of calls at 5:30 in the afternoon (or some other ungodly hour when I could be doing something better). They don't mention the inordinate amount of chit chatting that is requisite in a booty call relationship. I'm already trying to minimize the chit chat so side pieces AKA cheating won't work. And I ain't paying....
Hell, I ain't even getting a hotel room, which probably means I"m not going to have much sex at all until I move out of mom's house... SMH. My maximum expenditure in direct relation to sex is condoms. I don't count dates as paying because I usually only take women places I was going to go alone to anyway.
Shout out to the genius who wrote "Dr. J was compelled to say something on this subject because he couldn’t grasp a non paying participant on a date calling the payer cheap. "
Cheap is placing ANY economic value on human interaction.
But I digress. Back to my decision.
It's simple.
I'm getting married soon. And like Andree told me, I'm not wasting my time.
Men and women have standards they wish to acquire. However, when it comes to dating, they put those standards to the side for some of the most ridiculous dating rules. For instance, I've scanned past a GANG of online dating profiles of women who list their relationship goals as "casual/nothing serious..." After talking to them though, they want to be married. Why do they do that? That's the rule. Don't seem too serious. You might scare a lot of guys away.
Fuck that.
You want to get married, say so. I'll go out on a limb and guess that every woman only wants to marry one man. Why be worried about scaring away a lot of men? Isn't the goal to scare away most men and filter it down to one? If you want casual, say so. No need to waste time pretending to be in a serious relationship when you may not have time for one.
Be true to your priorities and the Law of Abundance will give you what you want. Fear and dishonesty will bring you the opposite of your priorities. Don't be scared of getting everything you've ever wanted. I've known what I wanted for a long time. I've been told to not pursue it. I've been distracted from what I want. I've been afraid. I missed out on a few good women... So, I'm going to always say I want to be married until I'm married. I'm always going to talk about marriage even after I'm married because my wife and I will always work on our marriage. I'm working on my marriage now alone and, hopefully, my wife is too. And, one day soon, we'll work on it together.
So, since once it's said, I'm obligated to live it. I'm getting married. Soon. And I probably know her already. #nolongerdistracted #focused #brave
P.S. - The wedding's going to be in New Orleans. (Some things never change)
I have been thinking about my dating life since coming back to Los Angeles, it's different than I expected to say the least. I have a lot more alone time than I imagined having when I first left Georgia. And that time has led me to reminiscence over my dating history.
I've been a pretty good boyfriend/partner. I've never cheated. I do flirt, A LOT. But it's probably not in me to cheat. I don't think I have the time.
I've come to realize that no matter how casual the relationship, it's still a relationship and I barely want to sit on the phone and chit chat with my girlfriend, so i definitely don't want to chit chat with a side piece. Think about bootie calls. In theory, it sounds nice. You call at 11:30 (The bootie call hour), ask for some sex, and you get some sex, no strings attached. But there are strings! It's a racket. What they don't mention in the description is the number of calls at 5:30 in the afternoon (or some other ungodly hour when I could be doing something better). They don't mention the inordinate amount of chit chatting that is requisite in a booty call relationship. I'm already trying to minimize the chit chat so side pieces AKA cheating won't work. And I ain't paying....
Hell, I ain't even getting a hotel room, which probably means I"m not going to have much sex at all until I move out of mom's house... SMH. My maximum expenditure in direct relation to sex is condoms. I don't count dates as paying because I usually only take women places I was going to go alone to anyway.
Shout out to the genius who wrote "Dr. J was compelled to say something on this subject because he couldn’t grasp a non paying participant on a date calling the payer cheap. "
Cheap is placing ANY economic value on human interaction.
But I digress. Back to my decision.
It's simple.
I'm getting married soon. And like Andree told me, I'm not wasting my time.
Men and women have standards they wish to acquire. However, when it comes to dating, they put those standards to the side for some of the most ridiculous dating rules. For instance, I've scanned past a GANG of online dating profiles of women who list their relationship goals as "casual/nothing serious..." After talking to them though, they want to be married. Why do they do that? That's the rule. Don't seem too serious. You might scare a lot of guys away.
Fuck that.
You want to get married, say so. I'll go out on a limb and guess that every woman only wants to marry one man. Why be worried about scaring away a lot of men? Isn't the goal to scare away most men and filter it down to one? If you want casual, say so. No need to waste time pretending to be in a serious relationship when you may not have time for one.
Be true to your priorities and the Law of Abundance will give you what you want. Fear and dishonesty will bring you the opposite of your priorities. Don't be scared of getting everything you've ever wanted. I've known what I wanted for a long time. I've been told to not pursue it. I've been distracted from what I want. I've been afraid. I missed out on a few good women... So, I'm going to always say I want to be married until I'm married. I'm always going to talk about marriage even after I'm married because my wife and I will always work on our marriage. I'm working on my marriage now alone and, hopefully, my wife is too. And, one day soon, we'll work on it together.
So, since once it's said, I'm obligated to live it. I'm getting married. Soon. And I probably know her already. #nolongerdistracted #focused #brave
P.S. - The wedding's going to be in New Orleans. (Some things never change)
Monday, January 2, 2006
Me Vale Verga
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...
"Me Vale Verga"
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...
"Me Vale Verga"
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