my brother is wack

So I’m starting to get more details about my new 'roommate' as time goes on, first of all, my brother lived in the dorm with him Freshman year (1995-6) and that’s how they know each other. Dude tells me that he didn’t even know that Bryan even HAD a brother. (thanks bro).

This job that he had all lined up fell through, so he don’t have a job right now. I’m wondering to myself, ‘who in the hell is going to rent you an apartment if you ain’t got no job?!’ I can already tell, I’m going to have to go into my room, drink a glass of Haterade and eventually have some words with Lionel. (I call him Lionel because the brotha looks like he’s got two meatballs in his cheeks like Lionel Richie.)

To top things off, my brother doesn’t even come home last night, leaving me to entertain and talk to Lionel about how terrible the job market is these days…… I’m trying to tell this guy that it will be extremely difficult to secure a job and an apartment in a week, but he has some sort of delusional self-confidence that has his hopes up. He’s got about 4 more days before I grab his ass for real.

In other news, I’m tired of hearing y’all bitch about there not being enough sex in my stories, so I’m going to try to do something about that this weekend. This is in your hands, so vote now. Should I hook up with:

A) The bald girl

B) The Fire Spinner

C) Old School Head

D) The Ex-girlfriend

E) Or, leave them all alone Curt, get and some new pu$$*

Vote Now.

-c

CD of the moment: Sebastian Bach – “Partitas nos. 2, 4, and 5”

Working on MLK day

I can't believe I worked on MF MLK day.

I was having mixed feelings about this all weekend. Part of me feels like, part of the reason he fought and died was to give me the opportunity to get an education and put myself in a position to work. So in that regard, I felt like I should work. Then once I found out all of the black folks in my office (read mailroom, accounting, receptionist) said they were going to take off because they thought we should have it off.

Now I can understand if you're going to do something productive to honor the man, but to take off MLK day to be a lazy fucking bum when you should be at work, is just ridiculous to me, so I decided to work.

What I can't believe is how all of these other folks I work with complain and say, "Damn, we should really get MLK day off!" All of a sudden you're down for the cause? puuuhhhllleaase.

Okay, Analogy Time:

Boss = Gone so Curtis = X

X =

a) productive

b) hard-working

c) model employee

d) slacker

Yep, you guessed it, I didn't do shit at work. What better way to honor Mr. King, then stick it to the man by surfing the internet all day and wasting all his money.

A friend of my brother's moved into our couch yesterday. He has a job lined up and is looking for an apartment, but he brought enough bags to stay for a month so I'm a little concerned.

If he stays too long, I'll do what I did to my brother's girlfriend. I was tired of her just being around hanging out with her annoying little laugh............

..... so I grabbed her booty one day.

she hasn't been around too much, so it worked. I'm giving this brotha a week or so, then I'm grabbing his ass.

-c

CD of the moment: Rainer Truby Trio - "DJ Kicks"