Update and a little something with AM

Well, lots of stuff have happened since my last update. Perhaps the most important is that the owner of the company where I work became really sick and his nephew took over, which represented lots of changes. The biggest one is no more paid holydays. I don’t really care about that, but others in the company do; people who have been working there for over 20 years.

I wonder where all this will end.

Now about the girls. Well, Nathaly left for Chicago on June 23 and is to come back late this month. Yes, we had a second and a third date. Although she is really cool and nice, she is not really my type. But I’m sure she will make a great friend.

And Fanny, well, we had a huge fight on July 4th, and all I said was “Habra quien te quiera, pero no quien te ruege” after she told me she had to work and couldn’t come to Marina Del Rey to look at the fireworks. I was just kidding and she took it really bad. I guess that’s what I get for “being” with an 18 year old girl. From now on, I’m only going after girls 22 and older.

Oh, and I had some more to tell about AM (yes, the same girl from the Colombian festival about two years ago) It turns out Saturday she called me to ask if I could install her AC to the window of her new apartment.

When I got there, she went up to this little closet where the AC from her old apartment was and tried to take it out, but couldn’t because it was stuck against something. I, being this handsome strong guy, decided to help her. So she was bent over (literarily with her ass in the air) and I told her to let it go, but she didn’t so, I did the right thing and kind of hugged her from behind with my right hand holding the AC, the left arm kind of close to her boobs, and my legs behind her legs. (yes, kind of a awkward position, but it was all because she didn’t let go of the AC! Not because I had happened to make any moves on her)

I got the AC free and with both of us holding it in the position described above, pulled it out. With all the movement, somehow the outside of her right hand rubbed against, “The General” to be more precise, “My General”. I looked at her, and she kind of looked down, and a little ashamed said softly, “I’m sorry” I didn’t say anything other than to pick up the cord for the AC.

By then I was carrying the AC by myself and took it to her bedroom.

She looked very stressed out, apparently she had hired some people to clean the carpet, but they hadn’t showed up and she had to leave for work in a few hours.

The 3rd place match for the FIFA world cup was on. And she kept yelling at the TV every time Uruguay did something wrong. She asked me to forgive her, she then mentioned she had bet $50 on Uruguay.

After taking all the measurements, I told her I would be going back to install it next Saturday.

I wonder what will happen then.

Update

I know I haven't posted anything in a wild, but please be patient. As of today, I'm dealing with lots of things, dating 2 girls at once, plus a really crazy and tiring Memorial weekend.

But be patient, I'm currently working on 2 big ass posts. One about pants, you know, for my Male Fashion 101 saga, and the other is about gay marriage.

With nothing to say

Well, nothing has really happened since my last post. Perhaps the only real news is I found a great apartment near downtown at $800 a month with all the utilities included.

I know the owner of the building, so I'm saving to move there in about a year or so.

Oh, and I got some pants after I watched the Martha Sanchez and Carlos Baute video; the colgando en tus manos one. It was kind of hard finding them, but finally I found the pants Carlos was wearing at gap.com. I only had to spend about $40.

and remember that Brazilian looking girl who works at the coffee shop, well, she is not there anymore. I think she found a better job. In her place is a beautiful young blonde girl.

Updates on my life

Here’s some updates on what is going on in my life. First of all, remember the younger girl who I recently discovered had a crush on me, well, she moved out of the building. Her parents split up and strangely it was her father the one who stayed in the apartment. She, her mother and brother moved out about 2 weeks ago.

I think things are better this way. I will not have the temptation of doing anything to her, and she will probably have a more relaxed life without her parents fighting day in and day out. It’s weird getting home and not seeing her on my way up at the top of the stairs doing her homework.

I will miss her and her innocence. I just wish I would had the chance to say goodbye to her. Everything happened so quickly and out of nowhere.

Now on with the guy who accused me of having an affair with his wife. My next door neighbor, the one from Lithuania, told me he saw him and his wife back together about 3 days ago. Poor guy, having to live with a girl like that. It must be hell trying to decipher if her words are true or not every time she speaks. Last Sunday, when I was getting home from the Laundromat I ran into her. I didn’t recognized her at first. But then I noticed who she was because she has holding the hand of a young boy. And that boy turned out to be that other guy’s son.

She is uglier than I remember. I would first cut my balls off and feed them to Daffodils before putting a finger on that woman. Stupid girl, almost got me in a huge mess because of her lies. I don’t know why this guy is with her. If it was me, I would divorce her and fight the custody of the kid. But that’s just me. Maybe he is so desperate because he can’t get any other woman.

Now to my favorite subject: my motorcycle. Today I installed new front brake pads. I’m becoming more familiar to it and little by little I’m tackling more complex jobs instead of taking it to the shop every time I think something is wrong. If things go well, in about 3 weeks I’ll be able to fix the seats. Today I bought most of the equipment necessary to do an engine oil and oil filter change. I got the oil filters from the internet while the oil I got it from AutoZone. I know all the steps, the only things I’m now missing are a 17mm open wrench for the drain plug and a 5mm allen wrench for the screws holding the oil filter cover.

Its nice not having to ride in the rain. You guys here in L. A. know what I’m talking about.

Now I’m going to go over some interesting things that have occurred in the last Friday

Remember the new girl at the taco place where I normally go for lunch at work? The one who rumor has it is the owner’s son girlfriend and he paid $5000 to bring her from Mexico and is supposedly pregnant? Well, I saw her Friday.

I had not been back to that place since October when I first noticed her. When I came back and noticed she was working, the first thing I checked was to see if she looked pregnant. I’m sure if she was pregnant, it would be showing right now, right? Guess what, she doesn’t look pregnant at all. She is as thin as a model. So this time I decided to make a move on her if I had the chance.

As I was ordering and making small talk to the other girls working there, the ones I already know, I noticed she was preparing an order for a table. At this place, the waitress takes your order to your table. As she was doing that, she looked up and we made eye contact. As many girls had done, at first we made eye contact, she then looked down, but only to look back at me one second later. She is about 5’3” and I say about 110 lbs. She is Mexican but has very light brown eyes, with brown hair and fair skin…just how I like them.

She turned back to the order and passed in front of me on her way to the table area. After ordering, me and my partner looked for a table. Found one on the other side of the table area. The place was almost empty.

She was cleaning one table and when I walked next to her she looked up and made eye contact again. You could feel the tension in the air. I didn’t say anything, just kind of half smiled and I heard a very faint “Hola” from her. She then went to the other table occupied, the one where her last order had been. As I could see, one of the guys was flirting, or trying to flirt with her. She is a very friendly girl, and she was laughing. But they were older guys.

After two or so minutes. The guy gives her a card with his number and tells her to “Call him to make sure the bus didn’t run her over” Strange. Gave me the feeling he made that comment trying to “justify” why she should call him. She kind of laughed and said she would.

After that she disappeared and strangely, I kept getting more and more nervous. About five minutes later she appeared with our order…my torta de milanesa and my friend’s gordita. She was putting our plates down and I asked her if she was mad or why did she have that expression on her face. We looked into each other’s eyes, and she said smiling, “I was born like that” then I asked

“Are you new, or were you hiding all this time?” She laughed.

“I only work here 3 days”

“Do you want me to tell the owner to give you more days?”

Smiling she said “No thanks. I’m fine just like this”

She leaves and I started to eat.

Some minutes went by and the older guys at the other table leave. Soon after she is cleaning the table and I noticed they left something that from my point of view looked like candy. So I asked her from my seat

“Are those candy?”

She laughs at laud and says they were salty cookies.

“Give me one” I shout.

She comes to our table and gives them to me. Natively she asks

“Can I get you something else?”

I smiled and answered, “Yes, you can give me your phone number”

She smiles back and says she doesn’t have one yet. Picks some of the plates and leaves.

Some minutes later she was sweeping the floor near our table, I turned to her and she smiled at me. I smiled back.

So this is game plan:

1. The next time I go to that place and get to talk to her, I’m going to cut straight to the cheese and ask if she is single or not. If it turns out she is single, I will go to step 2. And if she is with someone, I will shut my mouth and shoot myself when I get back home because most likely this is the girl from my dreams and I will never find someone else like her.

2. I will ask her to meet some later time. This time I’m going to try something new. Instead of asking for an e-mail address or a phone number, I will ask for her address because I’m planning on picking her up on my kick as motorcycle; and I don’t want to look as pathetic as that older guy giving her a card with my number and wait like a moron for her to call me. Something she will most likely not do. If she says “yes“, I will take her out...and if she says “no” I will not try any move on her again.

Wish me luck guys.