its all good

so I guess I need to speak on what I've actually been doing this month. I haven't said nothing about my new tenant, my road trip to OKC, my birthday, my girlfriend, my new job, and the changing dynamic with my parents (that's a whole lot. I'm pretty sure I won't get to all of it).

New Guy
Thankfully, I found a new tenant for my GA home before I left. He seemed like a cool dude and would fit into the dynamic of the house. He met everyone else and he just seemed to fit. I don't know how else to put it. I was surprise to get anyone to take my room. At first I just felt, well this whole move might just work.

Day of the move
The plan was: stay up all night the night before, get to the uhaul early in the morning, pack, sleep in the afternoon, leave by midnight. What happened was: its raining cats, dogs, tigers, bears, monkeys (not a good way to pack all your furniture); try to wait out the rain while sleeping in my car at the uhaul for a couple of hours but the rain wouldn't let up; packed in the rain; slept for three hours; couldn't go back to sleep; prayed my heart out before I left; hit the road at midnight.

Road Trip!
I thought I could handle it. I did ten hours before to Miami. It couldn't be bad, right? I lost my youth. What was supposed to be a thirteen hour became a fifteen hour trip. No man should drink the amount of Red Bull as I did. I ended up stopping to pee more than getting gas. My car went through so many bumps that the car alarm sounded with ever bump. Now I swear it goes off randomly. I've never been on one road for so long (six hours). I thought I would die. But I made it. I unpacked (barely). And we here.

My Boo.
She black, people, okay?! I know she from Oklahoma and its the Midwest and its the red state of all red states, but I got me a strong black, beautiful woman. That's all you need to know.

Jay Oh Bee (c) Friday
I arrived in OK Saturday, interviewed on Monday through Thursday, drug tested Friday, got a job on Wednesday. Start on Monday. That wasn't hard right? Right. And I'm offered more money than my last job (this just might work).

My Birthday
I had fun. It was sad at first because I was thinking, damn I'm old. But then after spending time with my lady I noticed I'm young at heart (I'm probably the only one keeping us young). By the end of the day, I was pretty happy.

I am your Father!
What does that mean when I'm twenty-six? I'm starting to make decision on my own but I never forget to ask my parents about their opinion. Now they are starting to pretend as if they have no say in what I do. As if I don't need their help. Then after I'm ready to move forward with my choices, they decide to tell me they disapprove. Too late buddy. You had your chance. I just don't understand this transition phase. How long will it last? Will they assume I'm trying to be disrespectful when I don't agree with their ideas? What's the best retirement home in their location (oh I'm just joking. Do you believe me)? All I know is that they are changing. And they sure as hell didn't warn me about it.

So that is. what is. goingz on. I'm in search of a lot of answers now about religion, God, life, Life After Death (how come Biggie knew "your nobody till somebody kill you). We'll see what goes on from here. Until then, peace and hair grease.