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| Monday, October 3rd, 2005 | | 8:04 pm |
Happy birthday to me, everybody!!!
Current Mood: festive Current Music: Julian - Si Ella Supiera | | Tuesday, July 12th, 2005 | | 1:31 pm |
Nothing better to do... I was going to make this pretty badass entry, but I somehow managed to lose the train of thought... ah well...
Current Music: Foo Fighters - In Your Honor [disc 2] | | 11:04 am |
Ahoy, mateys!!! As of last night, and until next Monday, I am in charge of running the store. My boss is on vacation and you know... I have to keep the ship running. How are things out there, people? Have a nice day; I know I will... hopefully... Current Mood: blahCurrent Music: Cafe Tacvba - La Ingrata (MTV Unplugged) | | Thursday, May 5th, 2005 | | 4:49 pm |
This is a friends only journal So comment here to be added... thank you. Current Mood: hungryCurrent Music: L.A. Guns - Over The Edge | | Tuesday, April 13th, 2004 | | 1:46 am |
This journal has officially become friends only. I'm leaving this post in case you want to add me, you may do so by posting here. cheers... Current Mood: pissed offCurrent Music: Anthrax - Destroyer | | Monday, April 12th, 2004 | | 2:05 am |
Good times... Current Music: HIM - Death Is In Love With Us | | Sunday, April 11th, 2004 | | 1:41 pm |
Happy Easter, mawfuggahs!!! Current Music: Heart - These Dreams | | Thursday, April 8th, 2004 | | 3:40 am |
silverjen never mind about the 311 logo image. I scanned the cover of '311' and change its colour to sepia and black and white.looks pretty badass. they turn out pretty sweet!!! cheers Current Mood: happyCurrent Music: 311 - Stealing Happy Hours | | Tuesday, April 6th, 2004 | | 4:33 am |
10 years to the day  1967 - 1994 Current Music: Nirvana - You Know You're Right | | 4:22 am |
WTF?!?!!? Current Mood: confusedCurrent Music: 311 - Feels So Good.mp3 | | Monday, April 5th, 2004 | | 5:55 pm |
Going to the supermarket to get some groceries. That's always good; I've been twice close on getting a hook-up... third's time the charm, yannow? Current Mood: excitedCurrent Music: Black Eyed Peas - Labor Day (Its A Holiday) | | 3:29 am |
Weekend wrapup what a shitload of stuff happened these past few days... first of all, I am officially staring my vacation today! it's only going to be a week, and so far I ain't planning on leaving the house, but you know, it's better then actually be working, you know? ok, on Thursday, I had a close encounter of the queer kind, as someone stated it out. you see, I was at this pub I like to go out on Thursday nights cause we get beers cheap (I know one of the bartenders) and is the nearest place within driving distance that we can get Jägermeister. so anyways, I'm there with my friedn Tyson, and some guy that we know by way of people in our circle of friends is there as well. this, guy and I don't mean to be disrespectful or anything, but he's gay. like, gay GAY. not gay cause he's happy but gay cause he's a homosexual. now, as I've stated oftentimes here, I don't have anything against gays and lesbians, but don't fuckin come on to me and shit. so anyways, this guy comes oevr and starts talking with us and shit, and we're like, ok, whatever, amuse us and shit. I noticed that this dude is being rather friendly with me, what with talking up really close and running the palm of his hand around my back and shit. and... you know... I start feeling uncomfortable. so I tell him; dude, knock it off. he was all like "knock off what?" and I looked at him and told him you know what I mean, dude. so anyways, after too many beers, I head out to the bathroom. I go inside and let go. I hear someone coming in. I step out of the cubicle I'm in (I don't know how do you call the divisions in a public bathroom), and Douglas, the gay guy, ambushes me and runs me to the wall and actually forced himself upon me. I shoved him off me and he falls flat on his ass on the floor. I started screaming at him. I totally lost it. I was like, what the fuck is wrong with you? didn't I just told you to knock off that gay shit towards me!?!?!? then he goes like "you know, homophobia is a true sign of homosexuality."I looked at him and told him to walk the fuck away from there or I was going to beat the living shit out of him. he was all "I'm sorry, I didn't meant to do this..." yadda yadda yadda. I swear to god, man... I don't think I've ever been that freaked out in my life. anyways, I walked out of the bathroom, and Tyson looks at me and goes "what happened?" I was like, dude, you don't wanna know... on Friday night, another pub I go to was having its last night open. they're going on a week's hiatus to move to a bigger building. so you know, it looked like fuckin new years' eve party over there. a band that I helped out get together and that sometimes I sing with called Kamaleon was performing there. they finished up their first set, and we said hi and shoot the shit. they told me to go upstage to sing couple of songs with them, and I was like, sure man! no problem! just like old times, I thought. I was sitiing outside with Tyson and Tomy (where all the action was happening) and all of a sudden, I see this woman walking inside and I recognise her. Tomy looks at me and says "that's Madeline." I'm like, yeah, she kinda looked like her. and he went "no, that's Madeline!" so I go inside, and indeed it was Madeline. she came over and gave me a hug and a kiss and we started talking. she's almost done with her BA in social science and she's also getting one of those one-year degree from a tech institute. she'll end up with two diplomas come august, and she told me she was looking into a job offer in georgia once she finishes her studies. I was really happy to hear that. the the band starts to play. I get onstage and sang about four songs with them and played the tambourine... for a moment I thought of myself as a fat Liam Gallagher. Good times... but not for long though. there was this dude, that I really hate cause he spends all day drinking rum and smoking weed, and he's just basically an asshole. I don't mind the fact that he drinks or smokes, but it's because of that that he's an all-around asshole. not even his friends like to hang out with them. so anyways, the band was finishing up the encore, and he grabs me by my arm, pulls me over to him and slurs out that he wants to hear some Guns N Roses. being sometimes the smartass that I am, I told him that he better have some change to put the song from the jukebox cause the bands was just done playing and smiled at the guy. I was doing this half as a joke, and half serious, just cause I can't stand the guy. he's still holding my arm, pulls me again and says something along the lines of "that's why people get hurt." now I'm not the kind of person that runs away from a fight, but if I can avoid one, it's all good. I looked at him and told him that in order to have a fight, you needed two people, and I wasn't in the mood for arguing nor fighting. He squeezes my arm and goes "you have a problem, son, and I wanna solve it by beating the shit out of you" and he shoves me away. I knock down couple of chairs and a table, and in the process, I fall down on the floor. I banged my head on a wall. I got pretty scared thinking that I might have my head busted open, I touched it, and had a bump, and nothing more. everyone inmediately looks at me and asks what's wrong. some dudes help me up on my feet and I tell him that the drunk fatass that's standing there wanted to fight me and since I didn't wanted to, he shoved me to the floor. the bouncer walked in and he yelled "WHAT THE FUCK'S HAPPENING?!?!" everyone inside went and said the fatass shoved him to the floor. he did some kind of hold to him and shoved him outside. it all happened so fast, so I didn't exactly saw what happened. when I walked outside, the bouncer had the fatass on the hood of a car twisting his arm and the fatass was screaming in pain and crying. apparently, it wasn't the first time the fatass made that kind of spectacle. the bouncer grabbed him by the head and slammed him couple of times on the hood. he told him "GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE! AND IF I SEE YOU ON THE NEW PLACE, I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!?!" and let go of him. he stood up and left, and you could actually hear the fatass crying. Madeline was still there, and she told me that I should go to a hospital to get an x-ray just to make sure that I was ok. I told her I didn't wanted to, but she took away my car keys and made me go to the hospital. we go there and they took an x-ray, and said that everything looked fime, but wanted to keep me in observation for a couple of hours just to make sure, what with me over the blood alcohol limit and shit, it could've gotten complicated. Made stayed with me. after about an hour, I signed some release forms and left the hospital. Made wanted to go home (she lives about half an hour's drive from where we were) and I told her that it was too late and I wasn't going to give her my Trooper so she could drive to Mayaguez. she drove me home, and I was fixing my roomso she could sleep in, and I was going to sleep at my kids' room. she looked at me and said "you know, two consenting adults from opposite sex can spend a night sleeping in the same bed with nothing more but sleeping happening." well, she sold me with that one right out of the bat! and that was what we did. we just slept together. nothing sexual about it. we woke up, ate some corn flakes, drove her home and came back to work. so it's Saturday afternoon, and I'm at the store thinking Thursday was bad, Friday was worse, I just hope Saturday isn't worst. as luck would have it, it wasn't worst, but the best! there's this woman that has been coming to the store for the past month or so. she's slightly older than me; well, not slightly, she's 20 years older than me. but damn, she has a body of an 19-year old! you can tell by way of her face and hands that she's old. but... my god, can she flaunt her hotness!!! anyways, she walks in, and I'm all "hi!!!" like happy and shit, and she's like "how are you, baby?" and we started talking and shooting it. and as a passing comment, I tell her that I hope that tonight doesn't turn out like the previous nights. out of the blue, she says "well, if you don't want no troubles going out tonight, you should go to Ocean Front (a pub/restaurant that's on a beach). the place is really mellow, and the deck has an amazing view." I jokingly said "if you're there I'll drop by" and smiled at her. she reaches inside her purse, pulls out her mobile and asks for my mobile number to confirm whether or not she'd show up there. I still couldn't believe what I was hearing. I gave her my number and we kept talking some more before she left. as Iw atched her walking away from the store, all I could think of was how to get inside those pants. I finished up at the store, and stopped thinking about Carmen, the lady I talked about. I got home, took a shower, and i checked the mobile. one new voice message. I checked it out. it was Carmen. she called to say that she's been at Ocean Front since 10:30 PM, and that she's going to eb there until 11:30. I was so fuckin' nervous! I called her up, and told her to wait for me, that I was on my way. when I got there... my god... I'm getting a chubby just thinking about it! she was wearing this black strap dress that had a slit on the left side of it, and you could see her legs and had the back open. I walked to the bar where she was sitting, and started talking. as I mentioned earlier, she told me she was 20 years older than me, has two daughters and a son, and has been separated from her husband for 10 months now. they're both still living together. she's waiting until her youngest daughter finishes up high school so the divorce can be official. that kinda freaked me out, her still being married, even though she claimed more than once that she and her husband were separated. I asked her what would her husband said if he knew she was out meeting up with some guy. you know what she told me? "probably the same thing I'd say if I saw him with another woman: 'I don't give a damn.'" I was like ouch! after couple of drinks, i walked her to her car. she was a little tipsy, and I asked her if she was ok to drive home. she told me that she was ok, and stared at me. I froze up. I didn't knew what to do. all these thoughts started popping out... should I get closer to her? should I ask her if she wants me to tag along while she drives home? should I try and put a move on her? I dumbly said well, I guess this is goodnight, then? she threw her arms around me and proceeded to give me one hell of a french kiss, while running her fingers thru my hair. her lips were really soft. and her perfume... god!!! I can still smell it!!! anyways, we finished kissing, and I told her you wanna go somewhere? hahahahahaha... funny shit; she told me, I only kiss on the first date, baby. I helped her get in the car, pulled her closer and kissed her again and said goodbye. I told her that I had the bestest time tonight, and that I was looking forward to meeting up again. she smiled and told me "good night," which is a bad thing cause if she wanted to get together on another occasion, she would've said something to the effect of same here or me too or agree with the statement. instead she just said "good night." it was a bummer, but it didn't ruined my night. in fact, it got me close to one of the sexual fantasies I wanna achieve, which is having sex with an older woman. Sunday I spent most of the day sleeping (woke up around 3 PM). did some cleaning, a load of laundry, and Tyson called me out to go to Rosalinda's to eat. had me some puerco pibil (kick-ass!!!) with white rice, and went over to Davey's house to talk. all the guys were there, which is a rare occurrence; it's been ages since me and our circle of friends were all together in the same place. I'm still thinking about Carmen. cheers... Current Mood: accomplishedCurrent Music: Black Eyed Peas - Labor Day (Its A Holiday) | | Monday, March 29th, 2004 | | 5:11 pm |
God damn... Either it doesn't rain, or when it does, it fuckin' pours... Current Mood: confusedCurrent Music: Molotov - Hit Me (Gimme Tha Power II) | | Friday, March 26th, 2004 | | 6:01 pm |

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| Current Mood: boredCurrent Music: Def Leppard - Rock Of Ages | | 4:40 pm |
I saw Yanira last night at a pub.
Man, she was looking oh-so-fuckable!!!
For those of you that doesn't know who I'm talking about, Yanira is Waleska's younger sister. I went out with her about a year or so ago, but broke it off cause she was playing me. Anyways, I see her walking inside the pub and I'm like "goddamn this girl looks fine!!!" She had these low-cut jeans, hip-huggers I believe they're called? Anyways, she was wearing those and the kind of g-strings that are visible when you bend over or kneel down and shit. It had a butterfly where the waistband and the string itself connects.
Yeah, I'm a sucker for details. Sue me. Anyways, I thought she was going to give me the cold shoulder, but she went over and said hi and kissed on the cheek and shit. We shoot it out for a bit, then she went over with some friends and told me not to be a stranger.
It was a good night. Davey and Tyson got some digits last night. AND... I didn't went home drunk! Just tired, though; I had like 12 beers and went home slightly buzzed.
I need a smoke. I spent about 10 days in a row without smoking, I had one last night, now I have this insatiable craving... like, I wanna make up for all those days that I didn't smoke or something. Good thing I had some packs in the fridge. And I'm hungry. Need to smoke + hunger = not a good thing. For me, anyways. I need a glass of lemonade. OK, enough whinning.
I might go out tonight with an ex of mine, who celebrated her birthday on Tuesday. Just going out, nothing sexual about it. That is if she doesn't get drunk, which will either be a good thing or a bad thing for both of us.
Hahahahahahahahahaha!!! Someone send me a link for a porn site that's gynecologist-themed...
OK, I better wrap this up. This window has been open for too long... cheers and have a nice weekend!
Current Music: Eamon - I Don't Want you Back | | Wednesday, March 24th, 2004 | | 4:20 am |
Saw Starsky & Hutch tonight What a kick-ass movie it was!!!  Do it... do it... do it..! image used without permission from thewalkingman Current Music: RATT - Dance | | Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004 | | 1:11 pm |
My girlfriend  This movie recently came out on DVD. I'm still haven't bought it, but it's on the to-buy list. the music, she actually sings in the movie, although her and everyone else in the band are faking their playing, but seeing her all tattooed and shit and singing gives me a chubby... LOL!!! She also co-wrote some of the stuff with Linda Perry, who was formerly of 4 Non Blondes and have written stuff for P!nk, X-Tina and some other cunts out there (their names elude me). Anyways, muchas gracias for razzberee for hooking me up with the pic... cheers Current Music: Cristian - Gallito Feliz [rock] | | 4:28 am |
Layer.oneName: José Birthdate: 03 October 1974 Birthplace: a hospital Current location: a flat Eyes: Brown Hair: grecian formula black Height: 6'2" Righty or Lefty: righty Zodiac Sign: libra Layer.twoYour heritage: everyone here is spaniard/native puertorrican/african american Your weakness: foods - rocky road ice cream, kool aid and/or tang women - freckles, any kinds of stockings, large breasts... and I'll stop right here... Your shoes you wore today: blue and gray Skechers Your fears: lizards and any kinds of reptilians/amphibians Your perfect pizza: any kind of pizza as long as it's from Little Ceasars... and it better be the squared ones!!! Goal you'd like to achieve: as cheesy as it might sound, be to my kids the father that I never had Layer.three Your thoughts first waking up: is it morning already? Your best physical feature: LOL!!! people always talk about my mustache and/or beard and/or goatee (depending on which I'm letting grow) Your bedtime: between 3 AM and 8 AM; or I usually try and sleep for 5, 6 hours Your most missed memory: dunno... really, can't think of anything now... Layer.fourPepsi or Coke: neither, I'm trying to cut down sodas Single or group dates: huh? what does "group dates" mean? like, a bunch of couples meeting in one place or a bunch of couple swapping partners? anyways, if I'm with someone, I'd rather go just with my companion... Adidas or Nike: Skechers, cause they're cool and comfty Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: neither; iced tea in any form or brand is vile!!! Chocolate or vanilla: depends on the mood, really Cappuccino or coffee: see the iced tea answer, and change "iced tea" with "coffee" and/or "cappuccino" Layer.fiveSmoke: yes Cuss: what the fuck do ya think, ya beeyotch?!?! Sing: sure! anyone can sing. a better question wuld be, though, if your singin's any good? if so, then no Take showers daily: at least three Have a crush: right this moment? no. have I ever had one? yes... too many to mention... Think you've been in love: *groans* Want to go college: been there, done that Want to get married: been there, done that (sorta) Believe in yourself: oh, hells yeah! if I don't believe in myself, who will? Get motion sickness: not that i know of Think you're attractive: well, truth be told, if I dress nice and comb my hair and you know, pretty-fy myself, sure. I know I ain't ugly; I've been told that enough times, and I actually believe it, but wouldn't say I'm a narcisist fucker or something like that... Think you're a health freak: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! no. Get along with your parents: we're civil towards each other Like thunderstorms: I find them romantic if you're at your dwelling place with someone of the opposite sex and you want to get it on. but I fuckin hate them if I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere with my car broken down and nowhere to go; not that it has happened to me, mind you, but if it does, it'd be bad... Play an instrument: some guitar, some percussion Layer.six - in the past monthsGone to the mall: Hot Topic, bay bee!!! Eaten an entire box of Oreo's: not on one seating, but yeah, I have Eaten sushi: *gags* fish are only meant to be as decorating stuff on one's house (meaning: fish belong at sea and/or a fishtank) Been on stage: sure Gone skating: nah Made homemade cookies: no, but I've bought home made cookies... does that count? Gone skinny dipping: not recently... :oP Dyed your hair: grecian-formulate it Stolen anything: about five hours' overtime from work... and if you say something, I'd come down and kill you!!! Layer.seven - ever..Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: [sarcasm] no... never... clean as a whistle [/sarcasm] Been called a tease: jokingly, yeah... Got beaten up: yeah, I have. you win some, you lose some. but, it goes without saying, that most of the people that beat me, I'va made sure to get even. even though it's not on my nature to be revengeful, I always get a kick out of people that have done harm towards me (be it physically or mentally) being in a worse position than I am... ie: seeing a 30-year old flipping burgers at BK, working only part-time at minimun wage. does that make me a bad person? probably. do I care if that makes me a bad person? not at all. I'd like to see anyone that has been harmed / hurt by someone, and in the future seeing the person that harmed / hurt you in a lower position than the one you're in at that moment and feel sorry for the fucker. boy, did I reflected myself in this answer or what!? Layer.eightAge you hoped to be married: as I said earlier, been there, done that. Number and name of children: (already have) two boys: Gaby and Joito Dream wedding: ask whoever is going to be my wife. I've always believed that the wedding's are something the bride wants, not the groom and bride... How do you want to die: quickly and painless Where do you want to attend college: I attended college in two different cities at five different colleges Dream job: the kind where you do jack shit and earn a shitload of money Country you want to visit: anywhere in Europe'd rule! Layer.nine - In a guy/girl... Best eye color: no preference Best hair color: I'm a sucker for redheads... Short or long hair: no preference Best weight: no preference, as long as they got a nice ass and round, firm hooters Best clothing: the kind that are easily accesible to reach out for... oh, you know what I mean!!! Best first date location: the movies. there's not a better place to test the waters on a date than the movies. if you go pick her up, or agree on meeting at the movies, you'll know whether she takes her sweet time dressing up and prettifying herself on time or if she leaves everything for the last minute and rushes shit. I hate people (men and women) that don't give a rat's ass about being on time at places. secondly, you can pretty much tell how things will be by way of what and how do you both choose a movie. personally, the best movies for a first date are either comedies (a good one, not a fuckin' Adam Sandler movie), a thriller or a Jackie Chan movie. if she wants to go see fuckin' 'Havana Nights' and you actually agree to do that, you're just setting yourself up to be pussywhipped in the relationship. if she goes "whatever you wanna see" it'll mean that later on in the relationship it'll be a one-way street, with you doing all the work, and her pretty much following suit. once inside, if you're on one of the screening rooms that have three sets of aisle seats (a wide one in the middle and two smaller ones on the sides), and she wants to go seat on the middle of the theater, you know she doesn't want anything serious with you and she's only seeing you as a friend. if she do go to the smaller rows to the sides or you go there and she doesn't seem to mind, then you're all set. when ordering popcorn, if she doesn't want none, or just wants a small popcorn bag and a small soda, you know she's being considering and doesn't wanna come off as a hog. if she goes "gimme a large tub, large soda, some juju mints, some chuckles, yadda yadda yadda and she doesn't as much say thanks for it, once the movie's over, ditch her. if you are wearing a jacket and/or sweater, always offer it to her. if she accepts it, you're in the zone. if not, you're fucked. once the movie ends, talk to her about it. see whether she liked it or not, if she has seen other movies by some of the actors in the movie, etc. if she plays along, you're good to go. if she goes from the beginning "I hated the movie" don't talk about it, or, if you wanna salvage the date, you can always ask what she thought was wrong with the movie. if you feel like you agree with her, it's good. if you are completely not in accordance with her, give it up. God, i should write a book about this kind of shit... LOL!!! BTW, the same applies to the ladies too; just cause I was using a male as an example, it doesn't mean that women shouldn't follow suit either. Best first kiss location: ok, I wouldn't say location, but (as cheesy as this may sound) when the time's right... either that or when, in my case, when she asks for it. Layer.tenNumber of drugs taken illegally: I've done pot, and 'X' Number of people I could trust with my life: I can't think of anyone at the moment... Number of CDs that I own: I have 3 racks that holds 500 each, and some on my puter desk and sorted around the house, so it means that I have at least 1500+ CD's Number of piercings: zilch Number of tattoos: 3 Number of times my name's been in the news: none, to my knowledge... don't watch that much tv nor read the newspaper Number of scars on my body: right side of forehead, back of my head, finger between pinkie and middle on left hand, appendix operation Number of things in my past that I regret.: not a damn thing. everything that happens in your life, it always carry a lesson to be learned. Current Mood: accomplishedCurrent Music: Metallica - The Four Horsemen [Live].mp3 | | Monday, March 22nd, 2004 | | 4:07 pm |
Word associaton Weekend edition:
Thursday - Beers + Jägermeister Friday - Dawn Of The Dead Saturday - cleaning my pipe [and yes, this is being said on a sexual connotation] Sunday - Dawn Of The Dead + visitng grandma + Dawn Of The Dead + beers
Current Music: Journey - Open Arms. | | Sunday, March 21st, 2004 | | 3:56 am |
*AHEM!!!* Thought I'd let you know... My sex drought has been replenished. Carry on... Current Mood: drunkCurrent Music: Mötley Crüe - Home Sweet Home |
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