<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:28:05.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fool for Women</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109703302369097437</id><published>2004-10-05T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T20:30:16.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey........looks who's back. I bet you didnt think you were gonna see me again, did you??? Sorry I havent been around lately. I just havent had that "need" to post lately. I have since gotten over my ex Lauren. She is ancient history. Last I heard she was dating some immigrant el salvadorean who left el slavador because he murdered somone, has tatoos on his face, and to top it all off..........he doesnt speak a lick of english. Im not sure wich one to feel sorry for to tell you the truth. Him for how she's gonna break his heart when she realizes its a big mistake, or her when she does break up with him and does something stupid and ends up physically hurting her. Oh well, its none of my concsrn. Believe me I have gone on to better pastures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is on the up and up. I have been going out with my friends for the past month to a few of the many watering holes here in richmond. To name a few, I have been a regular at....Out of Bounds ( a neighbrhood sports bar,with a $2.25 happy hour from 5 - 9, a good place to start a night on the town), Sidewalk Cafe ( a place where I have a friend who waitresses, which is as good as free beer, not to mention who is drop dead gorgeous, and she gave me her phone number sunday night!!!!!!), and finally Cafe Diem ( this bar is right around the block from where I used to live, my boy ric's house, you see DJ Williams plays here every tuesday night and he kicks some serious ass).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I have been having quite the time since my birthday. I have even spent a decent amount of time with Bethany, you know.....that spunky, care free, beautiful girl I work with. She is awesome, I love her to death, but I know deep down that she loves her boyfriend and will one day marry him. You see I am ok with this....Bethany has become my friend. I know you guys out there are like what the hell did he just say??? You see I was all over her when we first met and I actualy thought for awhile that I might be able to "get some". But since then I have gotten to know her, and I value her friendship more than just getting some, hehe. Anways, I hope we stay friends for a a long time, I just know Im gonna miss her when she goes back to school next semster............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, Im pooped and need to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHUCK : I am going to florida this weekend. I was not able to go last month due to Ivan. By the way, its good to hear that you didt get hit too bad. Just wanted to let you know that I am currently pricing flights to Alabama, so get ready I will be there before you know it. If everything works out, I will be flying out Novemebr 5th or 6th, so get ready cuz, cause here i come. Oh yeah, sorry for the delay and not getting in touch with you recenly. Its just been a hell of a time in the life of Jimmy lately...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Be Back...............sometime,&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109703302369097437?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109703302369097437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109703302369097437' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109703302369097437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109703302369097437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109403932139764742</id><published>2004-09-01T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T04:53:29.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just noticed something......</title><content type='html'>Good Morning to all of my avid readers out there, if I have such a thing. I'm definitely not as popular as my cousin seems to be, hehe. Anywho, I just got back home from work and I decided to look through my blog. I noticed that I haven't responded to a single comment that you all have left me. I want to apologize for this. It's not like I haven't been reading all of your comments, it's just that I haven't responded. I really don't know why, but I feel kinda bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wanted to take the time here to say thank you for the comments. Thank you Chuck, thank you Good Wife, thank you Chastity, thank you Phinehas Samuels, and thank you Robert Dobbs(smoke one for me cause I'm currently out right now, D'oh). It's kinda reassuring to know that people are actually reading about my life. Maybe someone out there could give me some insight, cause I sure as hell don't know what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to watch some tv and probably pass out o my couch again.  I'll be back sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109403932139764742?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109403932139764742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109403932139764742' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109403932139764742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109403932139764742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-just-noticed-something.html' title='I just noticed something......'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109400228852120429</id><published>2004-08-31T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T04:49:24.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack Shit</title><content type='html'>Well, nothing much of note has happened to me since the last time I posted. The boat ride on my day off was good. We tooled up and down the James River for about 3 hours, drank a whole bunch of beer, and I got to meet Steve's family. All in all it was a good day. I had called Lauren earlier that day and left her a message. She didn't get back to me till yesterday afternoon, pretty shady if you ask me, but oh well what do I care, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend went by fast and I am now currently right smack dab in the middle of graveyard. I couldn't make it into work last night due to the torrential rain we got all day yesterday. Pretty crazy, we got 12 inches of rain in 6 hours. All of downtown was flooded, I-95 was flooded, it was worse than Hurricane Isabel last year about this time. My neighborhood didn't get hit too hard, no flooding at least and no leaks in my apartment, woo hoo. However, my friends weren't too lucky. Their basements were flooded and they has a few leaks. Ric might even be able to get a new roof out of the whole thing, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Lauren called me last night when I was over at Ric's. I was over there to see what we were gonna do about work, but we soon found out that it would be pointless to attempt to drive in, so we called work and told them we couldn't make it. They were expecting it, so it wasn't a big deal. However the people working 3-11 had to stay over all night. They ended up working like 20 hours or so, that had to suck for them. Anyways, Lauren was just seeing if I was alright, she told me she had a bunch of leaks in her apartment. We got cut off the phone during our converstaion (my cell phone was acting up all night), so I ended up leaving Ric's and boutght a 6 pack of Newcastle. I didn't have anything to do. I slept most of the day thinking I was gonna work last night., so I was pretty wide awake. I decided I would drive down to Lauren's apartment, so I could give her her key back. We ended up hanging out for a few hours. Her apartment was a mess. Water all over the floor, she had pots and pans everywhere collecting the water. We talked and watched a little tv and drank a few beers. This is the first time I had seen her since my birthday, it was a little weird. She was her usual self, hugging me, running her hands through my hair, she was even trying to hold my hand. You know the same bullshit she always pulls when we see each other. She tried to give me a kiss when I left, but I definitely wasn't having that. I kissed her on the cheek, and was on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Ric on the way home, but he was about to go to bed. So I went home and turned on the tv and ended up passing out on my couch. I slept on and off all day today. Today has seemed like the longest day I have ever experienced. It's weird but I havn't done a damn thing all day. Actually i'm about to go into work here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I guess thats all I have to say. Oh yeah, I talked to Kate earlier today and it looks like I'm going to JMU for the weekend, at least I have something to look forward to. Hopefully I can get laid this weekend. It's been like 6 weeks and I definitely need to get some. The last time I had sex was with Lauren when she came down one day over the summer. Anyways, you all have a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needin' some Lovin',&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109400228852120429?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109400228852120429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109400228852120429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109400228852120429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109400228852120429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/08/jack-shit.html' title='Jack Shit'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109349886705871446</id><published>2004-08-26T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T22:54:51.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You need some nails for that coffin???</title><content type='html'>Well, tonight was my last night of 3-11. I'm gettig back into shift work again, as it were. Believe me, it's hard going back to work after having 5 days off. The most dreaded day outta my month has to be the first day back, the first day of 3-11. Well, now that 3-11 is over I have graveyard to look forward to, YAY.......the best shift ever!!!! Yeah and if you believe that, then I got a bridge to sell ya, hehe. Anyways, it would be better put if I said that graveyard sucks "donkey dicks". I can't believe that at one point, I actually liked graveyard. Well, I can safely say that my opinon of "the yard" has dramatically changed. I have exactly 48 hours from the time I left work tonight till I have to go back in on friday night, for 12 a hour shift no less. Pretty fucked up eh??? I have just started hell week. But I know, "you get what you pay for". I am now "paying" for my 5 day break. The way I see it, I have a total of 4 payments. These 4 payments are the two 12-hour weekends I work. So, I have made a total of 2 payments, and I'm about to make 2 more payments this weekend. So it's all downhill after that. I just have to chug through graveyard and it's all gravy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven't posted the past few nights cause I've had some people over till the wee hours of the morn. Derek and I hung out till about 4:00am, monday night-tuesday morning. We wacthed &lt;a href="http://worldfilm.about.com/library/00nowplaying/blgrass.htm"&gt;Grass&lt;/a&gt;, great flick, a definitle must see. We drank a few and smoked some pot, of course. Do I even need to mention this anymore?? I mean anyone who has been keeping up with my blog should at least know by now that I am a pothead. That's right, I'm not ashamed to admit it, hehe. Well, this is another story for another time. Anywho, we also played some internet poker. We played some Texas Hold-em. It was pretty fun, Derek has an acoount with some play money and we actually came out ahead at the end of the night. Poker is pretty hot right now, thanks to ESPN and the &lt;a href="http://www.harrahs.com/wsop/"&gt;WSOP&lt;/a&gt;. A lot of my friends actually have their own groups and play on a regular basis. I need to bone up on my skillz and start playing with some of them. I have a friend who lives his life off of playing poker. He is like 22 years old, owns his own house, that he paid for wih 2 cashiers check(cause his bank could't issue one that big, so the story goes), a brand new car, he can basically have anything he wants. He's a nice kid, butI haven't talked to him lately. It's a long story and you guessed it....it deals with Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hung out with another friend of mine, Mr. Sandy. He had called me tuesday night and told me that he had gotten fired on friday. Pretty shitty, basically some guy he works with doesn't like him and got him fired. I told him he should come over ,watch some Adut Swim and get fucked up, hehe. We hung out till like 3:00 this morning. He could'nt drive so he passed out on my couch. It was weird, he is the first person to spend the night at my apartment other than Lauren, and she lived here for a short while, so we can't include her, now can we?? He left at about 1:00 this afternoon. I took a shower and went to work and now after some Futurama, here I am posting to my blog. Speaking of Futurama, only one more night of Adult Swim for me until graveyard is over, D'oh!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that sums up the last 2 days of my life, pretty much in a nutshell. I have a shit ton of stuff to do tomorrow. My sister hasn't had her babay yet, but it should be anyday now. They thought she was going into labor sunday night, but only a false alarm. I need to go by and see her tomorrow. I have a few errands to run in the morning, I need to return some stuff at Target and Lowe's. I need to fix my shower curtain, I pulled it down again the other day.  I have to pick up my X-box from Ric and take it down to Chester with me to give to my nephew Zack. I also have to give Lauren her apartment key back tomorrow. I haven't talked to her since my birthday, and I dread the thought of actually seeing her tomorrow. I need to give her this key cause I definitely don't want it anymore. It's the last thing I have to do and she will be almost completely out of my life. Wish me luck everyone, I'm definitely gonna need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I forget to mention, a guy I work with invited me to go out on his boat tomorrow. This should be a lot of fun, I haven't been on a boat since my uncle had one down in Florida many moons ago. We're gonna drink some beer and tool up and down the James River. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the First Mate,&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109349886705871446?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109349886705871446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109349886705871446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109349886705871446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109349886705871446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/08/you-need-some-nails-for-that-coffin.html' title='You need some nails for that coffin???'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109323896997701873</id><published>2004-08-23T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T00:14:58.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One down.......one to go!</title><content type='html'>Well, my first 12 hour weekend is done. One more to go and then I will have 2 weekends off, woo hoo. It's weird how I have to plan every month out. Like for instance, I know every month there will be 2 weekends where I can do absolutely nothing, obviously, because I have to work. However, the other 2 weekends are all mine. As I said in an ealier post I will be going to Florida in 3 weeks, man thats close. Which reminds me, I need to by a ticket here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have labor day weekend off and I have been thinking about what I want to do. Ric wants to throw a party. His goal, for quite awhile now actually, has been to get a couple of local bands to play on his deck. However, it has never come to fruition. So he has been talking about it again and he wants to throw it over......can you guess it???.......labor day weekend. So that is one option, however when I talked to Kate the other night, she told me that "I needed to come up and see her one weekend". Well, I would love to go to JMU for a weekend. I mean it was always fun whenever I used to go and hang out with Pete and the H'Burg crew when he went to JMU. I would love to see Kate. Actually I have been thinking a lot about Kate lately.......I can't do that, can I??? I kinda felt up her leg when we were at Emilio's last weekend for my birthday. I know, I know it sounds &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt; stupid, but it's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kinda &lt;/span&gt;what I do, hehe.  I felt up Catherine Rhea's&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(this girl grew up with Lauren and Kate both, fucking sick isn't it) &lt;/span&gt;leg when I messed around with her after I broke up with Arien&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my first girlfriend, I dated this girl for almost 3 years!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;, I also felt up Lauren's leg when her and I first hooked up at Emilio's. Weird, the whole Kate, her friends, and Emilio's thing, isn't it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I told Kate that I was sorry for the whole hand on the leg thing. She didn't even remember, she said it was all good and that "it was all in good fun". Maybe I'm reading into it too much, but we did talk for almost an hour after that. She just broke up with the guy she was seeing, so that's always nice to hear.....hehe. So should I make plans to go up to JMU labor day weekend, or wait and see what Ric is gonna do with the party and all. I guess I have a little while to decide now, so I will keep you all informed of my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's enough of that. At the very least, Kate has done a good job at distracting me from Lauren. I also have my eye on the next door neighbor, I just met her last week. Thank you sooooooo much Boo(one of my cats)!!!!!!! There is also this one girl I have seen at the Wawa in Chester the past two days. I haven't really talked to her yet. But we have locked eyes a few times. She even made it a point to tell me to have a good day as I was leaving this morning. She wasn't even out front, but when I was walking towards the door to leave, I saw her come out to the front and that's when she basically stopped me at the door and told me "have a good day". It was nice, if she is there tomorrow, I think I might ask her out. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the prowl,&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109323896997701873?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109323896997701873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109323896997701873' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109323896997701873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109323896997701873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/08/one-downone-to-go.html' title='One down.......one to go!'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109315311667799679</id><published>2004-08-22T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T22:42:22.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't got nothing, tonight : (</title><content type='html'>     Sorry, I really don't have much to say tonight.  Well, I guess I shouldn't be sorry, I mean, it is my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;own &lt;/span&gt;blog and everything and I can do with it what I want.....hehe.  How about them apples......hmmmmm apppplessss......hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I thought about what I was gonna write tonight on my blog all day at work today.  I had made a comment on &lt;a href="http://www.marriagemadeonline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chuck's blog&lt;/a&gt;, he's my cousin living in Birmingham, earlier today. He replied back and had stated he wanted to hear a story. I was gonna tell "The story of Lauren", but I think I will save that for another time. I really can't think of any stories to write about in my life. I really don't have it in me to write much tonight. I'm gonna keep it short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this, I have been reading up on &lt;a href="http://atasteofthegoodwife.blogspot.com/"&gt;the good wife&lt;/a&gt;. Man is her blog so not worksafe or what??? I was reading through a few of the posts, man she sure gets hot and heavy. Made me wanna yank it out and start a whacking it right there, but of course I controlled the urges, hehe. It definitely did give me a hard on though, thanks for nothing good wife, hehe.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm off to satisfy the urges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all,&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109315311667799679?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109315311667799679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109315311667799679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109315311667799679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109315311667799679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-aint-got-nothing-tonight.html' title='I ain&apos;t got nothing, tonight : ('/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109306996576701836</id><published>2004-08-21T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T23:34:04.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My "B" cousin.</title><content type='html'>Hey chuck go check out yesterday's post again. I made an addendum to it. Again I apologize. I really really meant for that to be in there in the first place, I guess I can't count on my proofreading skills when I'm intoxicated, eh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109306996576701836?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109306996576701836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109306996576701836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109306996576701836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109306996576701836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-b-cousin.html' title='My &quot;B&quot; cousin.'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109306859160824147</id><published>2004-08-21T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T23:15:52.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh, life is good????</title><content type='html'>Well, today was a good day. I woke up around 11:00 or so. Took a shower and smoked a few cigarettes. Then I was on my way to the vet. I had to get my cats some revolution. They have just had their first out break of fleas this year, which is pretty good, if you ask me. I came back home applied the medicine, ate a little lunch, watched a little tv and then I was off on another glorious day to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was good. It went by fast. Of course when you work with a beautiful, spunky, all around fun girl like Bethany, the night seems to slip by. Ric also had today off. He has worked daylight the past few days, so I again worked with Greg for the first half and Terry for the second. However, Bethany also works 3-11. Except for her, it's a straight shift, meaning she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; works 3-11. So I end up working with her for a week out of the month. She always makes 3-11 fun, especially when Greg and her are there together. Greg is one funny mother fucker and when they get togther it's just good times all around. She definitly blends in with the rest of us and goes along with the playful attitude that makes up our lab. It's hard to explain, but most everyone agrees that eveyone in our lab crazy. I mean, cussing and spouting crazy sexual comments and innuendos all day is pretty out of the ordinary. It's not as bad as it probabaly sounds, but it's all in good fun. You would just have to experience it for yourself. But back to the point at hand......Bethany. Or as I would call her, Bethy, just to piss her off.......she hates that, hehe. She is a good girl though, and I would have at her, but she is dating someone and it seems they are pretty serious. I really genuinely like her, we flirt all the time, but we are just playing. I asked her tonight that if she wasn't involved with Mike, if she would go out with me. She said yeah, that I seem like a fun guy, made me feel good. Please take into account, that I was feeling pretty shitty the first half of the shift......until I started talking to her. I ran down the whole situation of Lauren and I with her again. She agress with me that I need to cut contact. She also said that it sounded to her that Lauren needs to grow up a bit, boy was that good to hear. It was weird because as I was telling Bethy all of this stuff, it was making me feel better about my current situation. I can't explain it, but I was actually feeling good when I left work. Maybe it was simply the act of talking to someone of the female persuasion about Lauren for a change, who knows?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get home, I realize Adult swim doesn't come on friday nights, which is a bummer. But alas, I made a Crown and coke and packed me up a nice bowl. I watched a little bit of olympics and then Kate, this is Pete's younger sister.....To tell you the truth, her and Lauren grew up together. They aren't as close as they used to be, but they still are friends. Well anyway, Kate logged onto AIM and I talked to her for a bit online. Then I gave her a call and we talked for about 45 minutes, it was great talking to her. She had just gotten back to school, JMU to be exact, and was just hanging around the house. We talked about everything, Lauren, school, my b-day party last weekend, her current boyfriend (one that she is about to dump, poor guy) and a whole bunch of other shit. I have had a crush on Kate for ever since I can remember. I mean, I grew up wih the girl. She is my best friend's sister, sheesh. I have known her since she was in elementary school, which is kinda weird to say, but it's true. We have definitely formed a bond over the years. We have never hooked up, but there is usually some sexual tension between us when we hang out. I would love to date her, but she dated my boy Ric for about a year, which makes it awkward for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to sum up, I got to talk to wonderful girls that are currently in my life and it made me feel better. I am on the road to recovery at last. All I need to do now is give Lauren her apartment key back and that should just wrap up my experience with her. Until next time my avid followers, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109306859160824147?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109306859160824147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109306859160824147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109306859160824147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109306859160824147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/08/ahhh-life-is-good.html' title='Ahhh, life is good????'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109298116645028810</id><published>2004-08-20T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T23:28:41.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, jimmy's back again, who would have thunk it, right??? Not me that's for sure, hehe. I got home from work a few hours ago. Yes, my rotation has begun again. You see I just came off of my 5-day break. Yes, I know what you are thinking.......you get five days off in a row??? Yep, I sure do, and I get it once a month to boot, hehe. That's the good part though. The bad is that I have to work 2 weekends a month, basiclly work 2 weekends - have 2 weekends off. I also work a rotataing schedule, which means I work all three shifts, daylight (7-3), evening or "mids" (3-11), and graveyard or "the yard" (11-7). Oh yeah, I forgot to mention....the weekends I do work, I work 12 hours a day. The weekdays are normal 8 hour days though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, back to the point I guess, I started my mids today.. I will definitely be working this weekend (11am to 11pm) and I do not have another day off till next thursday. But it can't be all bad right?......I do get my 5-day break and all. But no worries here, cause the next 5-day break I get I will be flying down to see my unlce Keemar for a few days. I forsee good times, I definitely can't wait. Some time out of Richmond will do me good, I hope at least. Not to forget, but the 5-day break I get after my next one......are you keeping count??? Let us recount... That would be 2 five day breaks from now, hehe. In lamens terms I guess that would be about 2 months or so. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT 8/21/2004 During this 5-day break, I will be flying down to see my cousin Chuck out in Alabama.  This should be excellent times as well.  I have never been out to Alabama, and he says Birmingham is a pretty hopping town.  I actually can't wait.  The next 2 months should be good times  EDIT (sorry Chuck I didn't mean to leave you out right here, I had originally planned to talk about that trip as well, but I was pretty high and drunk last night and I must have gotten ahead of my self, so please forgive me, I mean just look at my next sentance---------&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;..................Man, please forgive me, but I am high and slightly buzzed so my ramblings may be a little awkward at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, work went pretty good. Not any troubles I can recount. The night went by fast, which is always good if you ask me. I didn't work with Ric tonight, though. Him and I are on the same shift. This is the kid I mentioned in my last post. He threw me one of my b-day parties at his house. Oh yeah, I used to live in his house, for 2 years to tell you the truth. I consider him to be one of my closer friends. He's not my best friend, my best friend is Pete. I have known him since seventh grade, I have only known Ric for about 3 years now. Not too say I don't consider Ric a very good friend, I mean I do. I guess I just didn't want you all to think that Ric is my "best" friend, I mean everyone knows you can only have one "best friend", right????........I don't know I'm just rambling again. I beg your pardon, hehe. Well, yeah Ric didn't work with me tonight, I worked with Greg for first four hours and Terry for the next four. It's nice when you work with different people, especially haeving someone new half way through your shift to talk to and all. It makes the night go by faster, believe me. You end up forming a close bond with whom you work with. I mean it is just you and the other guy the majority of the time. There are a total of 4 shifts with 2 people per shift. There are also a few "daylight only" technicians and about 4 supervisors. You only see the supervisors on daylight and if anyone does hang over they are only there till 6:00 at the latest. So yeah, I guess what I'm basicaly trying to say is that.......shift work makes you go crazy, hehe. I am definietly just rambling now, that might mean it's time for me to sign off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Chuck, I didn't get to Lauren tonight. Maybe tomorrow, who knows??? I'm trying to get her out of my mind right now, but I'm sure she will squirm her way back into it eventually. I have come to the conclusion that I need to cut all contact with her. It's what I should have done in the begining, but I have been "weak" with regards to Lauren. And I hope that is all about to change. So wish me luck, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all,&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109298116645028810?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109298116645028810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109298116645028810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109298116645028810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109298116645028810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/08/hello-jimmys-back-again-who-would-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109289724507646109</id><published>2004-08-19T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T23:34:05.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me...............</title><content type='html'>Hey guys ad gals, I'm back for round 2.  I am just finishing up  my "official" birthday with an entry to my blog.  Yes, I turned 26 today, August 18 2004.   I do not feel a day older than 23.....heheh.&lt;br /&gt;Any ways, I am a little toasty right now so please forgive me ramblings............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off today thinking that my sister Anna was gonna need me to babaysit my 2 nieces today while she was at the hospital for her check-up.  You see my sister is pregnanat with her 3rd baby, so she might have needed a little back-up in case things went south with her appointment.  Alas, 9:30am had hit and no sign from my sister.......no babysitting for me, woo-hoo.  I mean it's not that I didn't want to babaysit, it's just that today was my birthday and I wanted to get what I needeed done (ie grocery shoppong) so I could start my drink on as quick as I could.   Needless to say, it is 2 am and I am on about my 8th crown royal and coke, 3 PBR's (pabst blue ribbon, for those of you not savy eough to now that, lol)  and about 3 or 4 bowl packs of the sweetest cheeba I have smoked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a good b-day today, as have the past 2 weekends, to tell you the truth.  I have been celebrating my b-day for awhile now actually.  I have gone out the past 2 weekends with 2 of my closest sets of friends.  Two weekends ago, my boy Ric threw me a party at his hacienda.  Good times all around, but I wasn't able to see Lauren, the true love of my life.   She was out out of town, up in Fredricksburg (that's where she is from).  She was also out of town this past weekend when my boy Derek threw me a party.  Good times all around there as well, but alas.......no Lauren.  Well, today was the day I got to spend with my girl.  Like I said earlier I went grocery shopping.  I also stopped by the ABC store and picked up a liter of crow royal, excellent whiskey by the way.  I made my way home about 12:00pm or so and unpacked and played around online for awhile.   I then went to see a psychic.  You see, my ex likes to go and see these psychic's every once and awhile.  She told me the other day that she had just  seen one, so I figured that snice it was my b-day maybe I should go and see what they have to say, just to see......you know???  Well, anyways, she was pretty dead on with everything. I'm depressed and I have't been getting much sleep.......blah bah blah.  She didn't tell me anything of real note.  She said that there is a girl in my future, but she couldn't tell if it was Lauren or not.  I mean that's why I went there in the first place,  but I guess you get what you pay for, eh????  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after I got back and had a few drinks, I passed out for awhile, listening to the great music that is www.netmusique.com.  It is the absolute best, I highly suggest the jazzmusique station, to tell you the truth.   Anyways, I woke up to a phone call from my uncle Keemar.  I had called him yesterday to see how he had faired through the hurricane, you see he lives not too far outside of Tampa Bay, FL.  He said everthing was all good.  Well, the funny thing is, Lauren walked in the door when I was on the phone with my Uncle.  I finished talking to him and enjoyed my time with my ex-girlfriend.  The power had gone out shortly after she came over, so we played some card games.  She had made me chicken parmesian and a chocolate cheesecake for my birthday and brought it over to my apartment.  She was gona cook it and we were gonna eat it over here, but alas no power = no cooking.   So we went over to her place.  She plopped the chicken into the oven, put the cake back in the fridge and started toasting some garlic bread.  Boy was it excellent, I never knew my girl could cook  so good.  Makes me miss her even more.........you know?  Well, we finished eating  and she cleaned up, and we eventually made it back  over to my apartment.   By the way I drank the 3 PBR's over at her place, and resumed drinking the CR at my place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good night.  I was able to open up to Lauren and let her know just exacly what she has been doing to me.  I was able to tell her how she has made me feel over the past 3 months and everything.  I don't hate her what for she has done, it's just that she has confused me so much......I don't know what to think.  I know now for sure that this girl does not know what she wants out of life.  She did want me for a little while but that quickly faded and she dumped me.  Granted I know she is young, being all of 21, but there is just something about this girl that makes me want her so bad.  I don't know what it is.........it baffles me even as I write this........but "There is Something About Lauren".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much happened after she left.  My boy Derek came over and we watched some Futurama and some Sealab 2021.  Adult Swim on Cartoon Network is the absolute best by the way.  I urge everyone to watch it everynight starting at 11:00pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all I have for today or tonight, rather.  I will try to post more often to my blog and keep all of the fans on their toes, hehe.  Good Night and Happy Motha-Fuckin' Birthday To Me...................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy,&lt;br /&gt;the birthday boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7879627-109289724507646109?l=foolforwomen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/feeds/109289724507646109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7879627&amp;postID=109289724507646109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109289724507646109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7879627/posts/default/109289724507646109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foolforwomen.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me...............'/><author><name>Jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16699348596511771635</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879627.post-109181729818615940</id><published>2004-08-06T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T19:54:20.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of background information.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hello to everyone who might happen upon my Blog. Well, I really don't know how to start this. I have never really kept a journal, so I'm not quite sure what to say. I guess I can start out with my CP. For those of you who don't know, CP is short for Cerebal Palsey. Technically, what I have is called Spastic Paraparesis, a mild form of CP. Basically, I walk with a limp. The bones in my legs are not set like a normal person's. My hips, knees, and ankles aren't lined up with each other......therefore the limp. Despite what cerebal implies, I have no problem with my brain capacity. I graduated with a BS in Chemistry with a minor in Math. However, my problem lies all below the waist. From what I have seen I could be a lot worse off than I actually am......for this I am very grateful, but I question everyday why I would be graced with such a defect. I mean why me???? I am by no means a religious person, but I do wonder what could be out there and I like to think that there is a God.......but who really knows right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was born with CP, and not until the past several years has it become a problem in my life. I have had two major surgeries to help me deal with it I had the first and biggest one when I was in 5th grade. I was just a baby now that I look back on the whole situation. My parents set everything up and they left the decision up to me. I agreed and spent 3 long and agonizing months in the hospital. My first was called a Dorsal Root Rhizotomy (for those of you interested). I was in surgery for over 10 hours and was one of the first people to ever have it done. They cut open my back and basically severed some nerves in my spinal cord. This was to release tension in my legs. My hamstrings and achilles tendons were extremely tight. I can remember going through a pair of tennis shoes every 3 months when I was younger, pretty crazy huh?? I would wear holes in the toes of my shoes due to me constantly dragging my feet. Well, after the surgery I was bed ridden and had to learn how to walk all over again. Like I said previously, I was in the hospital for 3 months. I had all kinds of therapy everyday, multple times a day. I even had to take classes so I would'nt fall behind in my schooling. After I was discharged I had physical therapy everyday for a year. It was horrible. My mom would drive me to and from Richmond for my daily sessions. At the time we lived about 30 minutes away from the hospital.......believe me that was fun.....not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the first surgery helped with the tension in my legs and gave me much more freedom in my movement, I still walked "funny". Hell, I walk funny even as I am writing this post. But like I said I had a second sugery. This one wasn't as big as the first one. It was a simple Grice (sp?) procedure. I had problems with the arch in my feet. I was kinda flat footed after the first surgery and the doctors thought that this might help, and guess what.......it did. They went in and shaved some bone off of my right tibia or was it my fibula (not exactly sure which one, but it was definitely one of the lower leg bones). They took these shavings and inserted them into both of my feet. They packed the shavings on one side and put a screw on the other side. Im not exactly sure how it all works, but I do know it built up my arch which therefore helped me to walk a little bit better. Oh by the way this surgery took place when I was just a freshman in highschool, man that seems like forever and a day ago. Shoo wee where does the time go. Speaking of time, I've been at this for quite some time. I think this is a good point to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you wondering why I named my Blog what I did, believe me I will get to that eventually.......just give me some time, I am new at this. Well, thanks for listening. 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