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I dated a woman for a couple of years. She was cool and I was fond of her but idk we just never really went further than dinner/drinks hook up. We would go through this routine 2-5 nights a week.

One day I got an 18-month job in another state. I told her I would be home the 2nd weekend of every month to tend to my house and she said she would miss me but at least we would see each other.

When I left we had an emotional goodbye and she promised to call every day. We stayed in touch and saw each other the 2nd weekend of the month and things were okay. In my 5th month out there, the boss gave me a full week off. It was short notice so I didn't have a chance to tell the ladyfriend. I just hopped on a flight home.

I rented a car and drove over to her place. When I got there I had this feeling shit was off, so I walked over to the payphone by the mailboxes and called her. I told her what was up and that I was headed over. As I walked back to the car I watched a dude walk out of her apartment as she followed. He turned and kissed her like he had been at sea for a year.

I got in the car and drove home. I dropped off my shit and hit the bar. I got tight as fuck and ended up going home with a waitress. The next day hung over like a mother fucker I rented my place to another friend and hopped back on a flight and spent my time off exploring my new city.

Never talked to her again. I don't have Facebook or any of that shit and I have changed phone numbers a couple of times since then. A mutual friend said she told everyone she broke up with me because we couldn't do the LDR thing lol oh well.

Edit: could changed to couldn't.

Are you the raw sugar cane, nutrasweet, never equal? If you were in Binzito or your mother's Buick Regal would you get up like Chino shouting power to the people?

I am sure it is just as safe as it sounds lol

Ha, isn't that how it always goes? Like dope, if my dad called me a dope it was because I was being stupid. If I called you dope it was because you were cool.

Nothing good happens after 8pm anyways

So back in the 90s "steez" was your overall style. Like "this dude's steez is off the chain." But it's not just style but also hutzpha, so "check this steez yo, fresh shells smoking a blunt on the street"

Idk what it means today but this old head used to have steez but then I got old and now I just sneeze rimshot I'll be here all night folks.

Long post just to ask, is that still what it means?

Edit: forgot a part

Forget all the password managers, just make all your passwords the same thing. You can use your middle name and your phone number, maybe throw a # in there to make it super secure.

Let's unshackle him from his wealth and use that to help meet climate goals.

Yall probably forgot about Hackers because it's a documentary but it's pretty 90s

I am Gen X (1970 give or take a couple of years) and I don't answer shit. I look up numbers and rarely listen to Voicemails. If you know me and I want to talk to you, you will know how to reach me. Everyone else can get fucked.

I think it's less generational and more fuck all this spam and scams.

I got my leg fucked up in a hot sandy land far away. While I was doing rehab I used a cane and walked with a limp. One day I was walking out of an HEB in Houston when a dude dressed like Huggy Bear told me he liked my strut and then told me to "keep on pimpen playa."

In retrospect, it sort of makes sense as my limp with the cane looked like I was doing that stereotypical pimp walk but at the time I was very confused lol

Breakfast: Nature's Bakery Fig Bar

Lunch: 2 cheesy rollers

Dinner: Lime, soy, garlic, and 5-spice pork tenderloin and grilled zucchini with roasted tomatoes.

Cheesy rollers are flour tortillas with American cheese done up in the microwave.