This past weekend, I told myself that I was gonna have fun (since I didn't have to work on Monday), yet stay warm (cause God knows it's cold as shit now!). I accomplished the first, but not quite the second one. You can't win em all you know lol.
Friday night one of my friends had a little get-together at his house to celebrate his 26th birthday. It was good seeing him, cause I haven't seen him in months. And I'm proud of him because he used to weigh over 200 lbs. Now he looks at least 40 lbs slimmer. He's actually looking kinda sexy now lol. It was also good to see his brother, who I am also friends with. Haven't seen him a while either, but he is still keeping himself together physically too. I also saw a few others there that I'm cool with. Everybody seemed to be having a good time. Liquor was flowin (rum, vodka and gin) and I think people were in there smoking just about everything (but I don't smoke). A spades game was briefly played, but I don't think anybody could really concentrate cause they were either drunk or high lol. Then the music kicked in. I tell you, if I see one more homo dance to Single Ladies I'ma fight em lol. But I must admit, you can't sit still when that song comes on. But I didn't start movin til the House Music came on. Now that's my shit! By the time 2:00 came, people were startin to be out, so I left soon after (there wasn't much goin on after you left, Jay). My weekend was startin off pretty well.
Saturday my sexy coworker, myself and whoever else he decided to bring with him planned on going to the movies to see The Wrestler, with Mickey Rourke. (We like to see movies together, sue us lol.) But plans changed...when he called me that evening, he told me that "the consensus" decided they wanted to see Notorious, the movie based on the life of rapper The Notorious B.I.G. I was indifferent about the movie; it wasn't my first choice on the movie to see, but I didn't care that we were going to go see it. We decided to go see it at this movie theater in Manhattan (in Union Square), and ordered the tickets online at Fandango.com. We knew the ticket lines would most likely be ridiculously long, and when I got to the theater, I was right! It was jam packed with people. Even the lines for the Fandango kiosks were long as hell. Here we go, I said to myself. I was the first one to get there, so my coworker told me to save 4 seats. "I'll try," I said. I knew the line would be long, but I was not prepared for what I saw: the line outside the theater was literally down the ramp and up against the wall. I have NEVER seen a line so long for a movie. (Of course the thugs came out to suppport, but there were surprisingly quite a few white people there as well.) And I was allllllllll the way in back of the line. I couldn't believe it. This is a classic reason why I hate seeing movies opening weekend. But alas, a silver lining....one of the movie ushers told the crowd that they were seating people in the balcony section as well, because it was a "sold-out show." I really wasn't expecting to find a seat, but I took my chances anyway. Good thing I did, cause there were actually seats available for our party of five. I had to be ingenious and put my coat on two of the coats, and my scarf on the other two. And believe me, people were eyein them seats. Hell, I practically had to beat em off lol. About 15 minutes later, my coworker finally arrives with some female family friend (that he already fucked, natch lol). He told me that the other two (his sister and brother-in-law) were still on their way. About the movie....uhhhh...I thought it was good for what it was. I wasn't expecting it to be some grand, award-winning movie. It pretty much told us what most of us in the NYC area already knew about the man: he grew up in a single parent household, sold crack, how he met Diddy & 2Pac, his rise in the hip hop game, his meeting Lil Kim and Faith Evans, the whole East Coast-West Coast rivalry, and his untimely death. The dude who played Biggie was pretty good. And of course Angela Bassett always does her thing. I can see why Lil Kim was mad, cause she was portrayed like a straight-up jumpoff. Oh well, if the shoe fits... lol. The girl that played her was OK. Derek Luke (dude from the Antwone Fisher movie) played Diddy. Didn't like his performance all that much. I didn't like the 2Pac character that much either. (The dude from the Spike Lee movie She Hate Me.) If I was Roger Ebert, I would give it a marginal thumbs up. (We still plan on going to see The Wrestler though.)
Sunday morning at 8:30, I was awakened by the ringing of my telephone. Anybody that really knows me knows that I am not a morning person. You're lucky to get me on the phone at 10:00 on weekends, seriously. And I also hate being awakened from my sleep, because I don't fall back asleep easily (or sometimes not at all). After about a half hour, I struggled with myself to get out of bed to find out who interrupted my sleeping time. It was...ta dah!...my sexy coworker lol. He sent me a message saying that he's going snow boarding and invited me to come along. (He went snowboarding about a month or so before, and he loved it and couldn't wait to go again.) We had discussed this yesterday, and I could've sworn he told me he wasn't going. That bastard lol. But one thing about my coworker is that he's very adventurous and doesn't mind trying new things. (Hmmm...I bet the same applies in the bedroom too lmao.) It was just one more thing for me to say I did in my life, so I kinda jumped at the opportunity. My black, homo ass was going snowboarding! So I got myself ready and headed up to Vernon, NJ (about 1 1/2 hours from me). I got there around noon and it was crowded as hell with both snowboarders and skiers. Guess everybody had the same idea. There were also quite a few black people up there. Go head us...tryin to take over skiing and snowboarding too lol. I met up with my coworker and 4 other dudes. One dude was a newbie, just like me, another was there for about the third time, and the other was pretty much a pro. He was showing me and the other newbie dude the basics like how to position our feet, how to control our speed, how to stop, and how to steer. It's definitely harder than it looks, and I took a whole lot of falls. We practiced for a while on a little hill, then worked our way to two more hills. *I have to stop here to tell you that the other newbie dude was a Latino from Queens, but he had such a nice ass! I caught a glimpse of it when he was removing his shirts to wipe off the snow. I saw it through his windbreaker pants. You don't know how much energy it took for me to control myself lol. Turns out he's a personal trainer. If personal training gives you that, shit, sign me up!* Back to the story...the second and third hills were not kind to me at all. I can't even count how many falls I took...on my back, my stomach, my knees, my ass, my hands. It was quite a challenge. I was so damn exhausted and cold after I while I just said fuck it and walked down the hill. I went to the cafeteria and got myself some hot chocolate. But nonetheless, I enjoyed myself. I left around 8:30.
And today I was supposed to go to Dave & Buster's with a few others, but I was in so much pain in my body I didn't feel like goin out. Even as I write this, my elbow, legs, knees and ass are still hurting lol. Sucks to be non-athletic. Oh well. I'll be OK after a while.
So that sums up my weekend. Hope yall enjoyed yours.