Fortunate

I’m just feelilng pretty fortunate today. There are times when I just look around me and really feel good about my situation in life. Mostly it’s just a lot of little things that all add up to a very comfortable situation. I guess it’s important to me to feel like I’m doing above-average. To feel like I live a comfortable life-style.

I’m on my third trip back home in as many weeks. I’ve taken so much time off! It’s great! I took off a week to visit my friend R. I took over a week off for the Christmas break with my family. And I’ve been back home for 2 more weekends since then. I haven’t really worked much during the entire month of December or January so far! But it’s great because I’ve got projects stacked up. So when I get back from this little weekend I’ll be hitting the code very hard.

So let’s see. Today I went to Brookgreen Gardens with my sister mom and brother. We had fun there finding tons of chamelions. Then we came home and did nothing for a little bit till it was dinner time. Then I went out for dinner with my family at our favorite BBQ place. I went to the gun range with my father and shot my Kimber .45 and my Kel Tec .380. Shot a super-tight group with both. Even used some hollow-point with my 45. Then we came home and my dad and I cleaned our guns. Just a good father & son time. Then we opened Christmas presents with Kelly. That was fun! We spent the next hour and a half playing the card game Kelly got for Danny. It’s a pretty fun game (Apples to Apples). Now I’m sitting in my bedroom using my dad’s new broadband Internet access he just got. Since I do a ton of stuff online it’s a big bonus to have very high speed at my house as well as high speed at my parent’s house. Plus I can’t forget to mention my Verizion internal broadband card in my laptop that gives me broadband in the entire city of Greenville, MB and most other major cities.

I’ve got such a good set of friends too. Just great people to hang around. I was talking to someone recently about how I like to keep friends that I’ve got chemistry with. I don’t bother trying to befriend people who don’t really take to me. Or I don’t really take to them. Friends should be a natural fit. It’s the best when it works out that way.

Well, my family is taking a trip to Charleston, SC tomorrow. I’m looking forward to it. We always have fun there. I’ll try not to get into too much trouble )

Sweet & Sour

Okay, the cool part is in the middle. So hang in there. This has been quite the rollercoster day. Ahhh. . . . it’s now 5:03am. Why in the world am I awake? Yea. Because I never went to sleep.

Right. Okay so the best way to do this is to just start with this morning and go chonologically till now. It’s amazing how sweet and sour today was. Honey mustard is my favorite dressing, by the way. Okay. Today was crazy. It’s a Wednesday. What’s crazy about a Wednesday? That’s the point. Nothing is supposed to be. Wednesday is a day where you just continue on doing what you’ve been doing on Monday and Tuesday. You’re in your groove by Wednesday. And it’s all about just coasting till Friday by this point.

But no. You gotta remember that my little world is quite twisted up. “Twisted Up?” I’m pretty sure I enjoy my world being twisted up. That is, of course, if you compare me to the typical “work-a-day-world”. Lol! So yea, you’ll see in a minute.

So I wake up, shower and jet off to K’s office for a day of mortgage brokerage training. Conquer the world.  Be a biz builder. That’s what I enjoy, right? Well folks, Daryl is a normal human like the rest of us. So that means that life isn’t always on cloud-9 for me.

At about 5pm I start packing my stuff and tell K that I’m about to head out. But first I decide to bring up the important topic of how I’m going to get paid. Haha! Yea, just a quick topic right? Um well, acutally it was. Basically I’m going to be making about half of what I thought I was going to make. Yea, I did a bit of friendly negotiating and I may end up with a better deal when I go in tomorrow (today). K’s going to talk with his biz partner and see if he can give me a better deal. But whatever. Who know’s what’s going to come of it. Half would still be a quarter-mil. What am I complaining about, right? Ah, I don’t know.

I guess I really enjoy my freedom. If I take this I’m locked down. I’ve got to answer my cell anytime it rings. I’ve got to assume normal biz hours. I HATE THAT! So what am I going to do? I’m going to sleep on it. But then I’m probably going to drop the mortgage broker biz. Yea. I’ve never felt right about it. It just doesn’t fit me. I think my secret recipe of Stock Market, software development and Real Estate is much more to my liking. Anything that makes me a cube-dweller is just not my style.

So whatever. That’s enough about that. Here’s the cool part. I took a lunch break at Zaxby’s. After I’d eaten my meal I left and jumped back in the X. But since I didn’t need to be back to the office for about 15 minutes I sat there and started thinking. “Maybe I should call M and ask her out on a date. But it’s almost Friday. Surely this is too soon. And plus, I don’t even have a date planned out. Restaraunt? Concert? Arg! What should I do? I don’t know. Restaraunt O is definately my style. And I heard that I should request to be seated upstairs.” Man, I’m so fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants. But that’s what I always do. So I’ should just call her and asker out. However it comes out is just how it comes out. So I sat there for about 20min getting up the courage to call her.

Finally I pull up her number in my phone. My finger is on the send button. The pressure is building and building. That button will press any second. Ahhhh! Wait. Do I really want to do this? Is this the right time? Shouldn’t I just wait till next week? What the heck! Who cares? If she makes excuses then just whatever! If she’s all booked already then just who cares? There’s one million reasons why it’s not going to work. But hey, I’ll just press the send button and hear it straight from the horses mouth. “Click”

Ring. . . Ring . . . Ring . . . Ring . . . “Ola, hablo espaniol. You’ve reached Pedro’s voicemail. Pleasa leava messaga aftera da beepa.” Beeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Uh, you gotta be kidding me. I typed in her number wrong. Yea, I’m pretty sure she’s not a Mexican dude. What now? Okay, I’ll call up MK and get her number from him. I called him and just when his phone was about to switch to voicemail he answered. Whew. Long story short. I got her correct number.

So here we go again. Beep beep beep – beep beep beep beep. Ring . . . etc, “Hi, M. This is DF from the Christmas party. I’ll try back later.” ARG! I hate voicemail.

Well that was about 1pm. I called again around 7pm. Again, got her voicemail. Then I got a call from Matt about meeting at a bowling alley to bowl with a couple other friends. Cool. So I head over there and we get on a waiting list for a lane. After waiting about 20min my pocket starts to vibrate. I pull out my phone and look at the screen. Blip. Oh no! Wait! I think I saw M’s name but I cancelled the call somehow! Was it her? Was she really calling me back? I told my peeps that I had to make a call. They joked around telling me to invite “her” over too. Yea, if only they knew.

I called her back and she answered this time!!!!! Woo hoo!!!! I was trying to get out of the bowling alley because it was loud. I told her to hold on a sec because I was trying to get out of the building. Long story short she just started chattering about her day and about why she missed my calls. She talked about her house-sitting disaster over the past couple weeks. She chattered about how busy she was. And I was all ears because I just couldn’t believe that she called me back and that she was just chatting like old times over the phone to me. Ah, it’s so nice. I just love it when girls just feel like they can chatter away to me. It means that they are comfortable talking to me, right?

Well I stood out there in the cold for about 20 minutes talking to her (actually she was talking to me mostly). But I really like it when the girl drives the conversation. Anyway, I figured that I’d better get to the point. So I told her that I called because I want to take her out on a dinner date on Friday. She quickly replied that it would have to be a bit earlier because she was going out of town that evening. Haha! Woah! Gotta love that! No excuses, baby. Just basically, a straight up “yes but”. Like, “Yea, I’d like to go on a date with you but we have to do it earlier!” I was pretty stoked by this point.

So I said, “Okay, well, since I’m self-employed I guess I could work around that.” She laughed a bit. “So, what time do you need to be getting on the road?” “At about 2pm.” “Okay, well the restaraunt I had in mind isn’t open for lunch so I’ll have to come up with something else. How about I call you tomorrow and tell you what the new plan is?” She proceeded to tell me exactly what her schedule was like tomorrow and that I should call between 6p and 8p with the plan. I told her that I’d do that. We talked about bowling for a bit before I asked her to wish me luck. She gave me her confidence by saying, “I think you’ve got it covered.” I told her I’d call her tomorrow and we said goodbye.

Um, YEA!

That’s what I’m talking about! Whew, it’s on baby! Wow, she actually wants to go on a date with me. She called me back. She chatted with me at length. She’s so cool. Can I get her? I don’t know. But I guess it’ll be fun trying. Most guys don’t have any fun trying. So that’s good, at least. I just can’t wait for Friday! I’m going on a date with M!!!!!!!!!!

Man, it feels really good. I just can’t describe it. I can’t wait to tell ya how the date went. My goodness. I really enjoy her company. I love listening to her chatter. I like it when she tells me about the mini-disasters in her life. I like it when I see “M” calling me on my phone. Um, I think I’m going crazy.

Yea, I need a good slap right now. I’m too tired to finish talking about my wacky day. So maybe I’ll talk about it tomorrow if I’m in the mood. So there. You got your juicy blog entry! You should be happy with that!

Mini-Vacation to NYC & DC

Here’s the link to the pics http://www.flickr.com/photos/lostwithdaryl/sets/72157594430668764/

Wow, my last plane landed back in Greenville yesterday. Everything is such a blur now. I’m glad I took all the pics I took. It was really a whirlwind vacation! But when Rich and I got back to his apartment in DC I told him that I really fealt like I am in vacation mode now. He agreed. We felt exhausted too. We didn’t go to bed that night till about midnight. At that point we had been awake for over 36 hours. Monday was a very tired day. It’s a good thing that we had only to go to the Statue of Liberty and then get on our bus back to DC. I’m not sure we could have handled much more.

We did everything we wanted to do and more. We photographed a giant NYC rat. We saw a Broadway show (“The Drowsy Chaperone”). We went up in the Empire State Building & the Statue of Liberty. We found the Chrystler building (by accident). LOL! We played some Starcraft. We visited the NYSE. And much more. We also found several things that we weren’t expecting like the Grand Central Station, the Trump Towers, the Mac store and many many beautiful females. We are both single. So we enjoyed noticing all the beautiful well-dressed women. We didn’t wait in too many lines but when we had to at least it was easy to fine some eye-candy help pass the time.

We even went to a Broadway show. “The Drowsy Chaperone.” It was a comedy and was very funny. It was based on a 1920’s-style vaudeville musical. We got good seats. I’m still amazed at all we fit into this trip. 

My feet were sore about halfway through our first day in NYC. We did a TON of walking. My legs are still sore. I didn’t notice it much while we were on the go. Hey, at least NYC is flat. San Fransisco is built on a steep mountain. Ben and I found ourselves out of breath a lot when we were walking around Frisco.

 Rich and I both agreed that we’d love to live in NYC someday. We just love the mega-city feel. We agreed that the locals in NYC are very friendly. We found ourselves asking for directions in the subway. That subway system is definately handy but it’s loud and old. The DC subway is much nicer. The NYC subway is smuch more quaint though. There were musicians and a lot of old and interesting tile-work in the subways. I invented a subway game to make the time waiting for the right train very enjoyable. The point of the game is to wait till a train rolled into the station. As it was flying by and coming to a halt you look through the windows and spot a girl that seems pretty to you. When the train stops enough to get a better look, you see if she was really pretty or not. I noticed that blond hair always caught my attention. Sometimes she’d be pretty but other times she’d be about 30 years older than me. It was a fun game though!

We only encountered a few beggars. We walked through Central Park at 2:30am hoping that some mugger would try to mug us. But all we saw was a huge rat. Oh well.

I had fun in the Mac store. I changed the default web page on one of the Mac Books to a Microsoft site! I bought an iPod though. I thought it would make me cooler than most Macaddicts to have purchased my iPod from the actual Mac store on 5th Ave. in Downtown NYC. I do feel pretty cool. But my iPod has a bug that I spent over an hour on the phone with Apple Care today about (and they haven’t been able to fix it yet).  I’ll say, that Mac store is sweet though.

After we got back to DC we went to the Smithsonian National Air & Space Museum. We only covered 1 of the floors. But it was amazingly cool to see and read about everything there. I can’t wait to go back someday! Almost everything they had was real. Not models or mock-ups. They had real moon capsules, real ICBM’s (minus the nuke warhead), real rockets, real satelites, real turbine engines, real rocket motors. They even had the real X-15 rocket plane that broke and still holds many aircraft records. They even had the real Space Ship One hanging from the ceiling too. An amazing place.

Well, that’s the big summary of my mini-vacation to DC and NYC. I can’t wait to go back! It was a lot of fun.

Wheels Up!

I’m watching a big purple red and yellow Southwest 737 taxi to the gate. My flight was supposed to leave this morning at 9:11am (yea, 9-11. nice, huh). But because of fog I didn’t take off till 11pm. So I missed my connecting flight and now am scheduled to take off at 5:30p. So I’m officially 5 hrs behind schedule.

I don’t really care though. I’ve got a good book and my Verizon card on my laptop. A guy saw me on the Internet and said, “Oh, they’ve got Wi-Fi over here?” I said, “Nope. But I do cause I’ve got a Verizon card in my laptop.” Yea, I’m spoiled.

Anyway, I’m just having some unexpected emotions today. In years past when I was on vacation I basically didn’t want to think about work at all. I wanted no calls or emails. Nothing. So when I finished my recent big project this past Monday I was sort of expecting that when I got to the airport today I would just read a book and not think about biz. And I certainly wouldn’t want one of my clients emailing me about stuff he wanted me to look at.

But my plane was delayed so I pulled out my laptop. I got an email from him and suddenly I realized, “Hm. . . it might be cool to go ahead and address his question. So I did.” For a sec I thought, “But I’m on vacation! I need to chill.” But I realized that it was actually kinda fun to run my biz while I’m waiting in an airport. I guess it’s just one more perk to owning your own biz. No longer do you need a vacation to have fun. You have fun while you are working. Plus when you’re on vacation you’re can also have fun running your biz too. Man! Life just gets so fun when you are truely on your own.

I suppose it helps that I’m making some nice piles of money. Vacations are much cooler when you know that if you get the urge to do something you can do it. You don’t have to worry about whether you’ve got the money or not. I tell ya, I’m a pretty happy guy. I’m finally doing what I’ve longed to do for years. And it is even cooler than I thought it would be.

 So anyway, here’s another thing I’ve been thinking. With the way the mortgage broker biz has come together my mentality is starting to change about “what I do”. I basically am getting handed that biz because I have a friend who has too many opportunities for himself to handle on his own. So he’s giving me a biz because he trusts me to run it right. In return, I’m giving him a stake in the biz. Wow! So what if I basically became known as a guy who can take any type of biz and run it well? If I continue to grown my network of friends in high places this could be awesome! If they know that I love taking a biz idea, building it up and making it a success then they would think of me when they have the inside track on great biz opportunities. They give me the biz idea and a handful of customers and I give them a stake in my new company. It could be very cool. My recent step to become self-employed with PNL has given people an opportunity to see how I can handle a biz. The mortgage broker biz will be a great way to show people how I can run multiple bizs. It will give me a great opportunity to learn how to hire and manage employees as well as setting up the whole that a biz requires to run efficiently.

I think this would be a lot of fun. Well anyways, the guy that’s sitting next to me is from Hawaii and he’s traveling to DC on vacation. So I’m gonna find out what his line of work is. Should be interesting. . . btyl!

Fun Party!

Okay, the Christmas party tonight was great. I’ll do this in random order because I really want to talk about M first. So I’m talking to a friend when I notice a cute/fun looking girl chattering away on the couch below. I think my friend needed to slip away to take care of something (he was hosting the party). So I was standing by myself for a few seconds when she turned around and introduced herself to me. I introduced myself and immediately remembered that I knew her from somewhere. Then she patted the empty spot on the couch next to her and said, “Hey, have a seat.” Cool! So I plopped down and I began to piece together where I knew her from. Oh, we sat next to each other at the last Christmas party! It was a couple of years ago. But it was a ton of fun. So, she asked me, “So what are you up to now.” I hesitated because I’m never really sure what to tell people when they ask that. But then I said, “I’m a software developer.” She immediately remembered all about that. She even said, “Oh I remember from last time you’re the software developer who isn’t nerdy.” I laughed becuase the part about me not being nerdy is something I pointed out at that last party. So I told her that I work for myself now so I’m legitimately even more of a businessman now. She seemed to like that. And then the conversation took a few little twists and turns before I ended up mentioning that I’m actually into all sorts of stuff but that I always just mention the software development because most people seem satisfied with that answer and don’t expect me to continue. I was just mentioning that more as a humorous thing about how people are, or something. But that piqued her curiosity and she asked, “So what else do you do.” I kinda shyly shrugged my shoulders and smiled like, “Oh come on.” But she gave me a look like she really wanted to know. So I started the list by saying, “Well, I’m starting a mortgage brokerage.” “A mortgage brokerage”, she repeated. “So you’re just an all around entrepreneur?” “Yes! Exactly! I’m an entrepreneur. I just love business in general.” I really lit up on that one. So that was awesome because the pieces came together and she really seemed to understand what I’m all about.

After that I asked her what she’s doing. I remembered that she was in undergrad at the last party. She said she’s a senior majoring in special ed. She then launched into describing the school she’s working at now (for her internship). She works only with kids that have been pulled out of normal school because they’ve committed some crime that put them in jail. All of her students have been to jail. I think she said they are all black. They have various problems from raging tempers to violence and etc. There are always two restraint teams ready in case a student gets out of control. I was very interested in all of this. I told her how cool I thought it was because I really do kinda have a “burden” for that sort of thing. (Sorry for the churchy/weasel word)

But anyways, we just kept chatting and joking around about all sorts of things. Then I remembered that last party she was the one who brought that toy that you stick your two fingers into the putty stuff and it makes a fart noise! Do you believe that! LOL! That’s such a mischievous Daryl thing to do (the toy, not the . . . ). Right, HEY! Shut it! Okay anway, so I just had a great time with her. At the last party she was a sophomore so I decided that she was probably so fun cause she was in that careless girl stage. But now she’s a senior in college and she’s still fun.

So then we had the white elephant gift exchange. I got #2. The absolute worst number of all. But who cares, really. So I think the 3rd person picked the gift I brought. And it was clearly the one to steal. Guys stole it for their wives and girls stole it from other girls. After a certain number of steals it was locked and couldn’t be stolen anymore. A.T. ended up with it. Which I’m glad about because she’s classy and really appreciated my nice gift. Plus she lives in my neighborhood. So I definately got brownie points with the ladies for bringing that gift. Thanks sis! You rock! It was the only gift to get locked.

M ended up getting a pretty nice mug and plate. And nobody stole it from her. We remembered that she got something pretty nice at the last party. And she managed to not get it stolen then too. But, alas, she had to leave after the white elephant exchange. So . . . I started thinking. I should really ask her for her number. I remembered that I wanted to get it at the last party but she was just really young then. I did my usual, “I’m sure she’s got a boyfriend, yadda, yadda, routine in my head to talk myself out of it.” But for some reason I just thought to my self, “Hey who care. I’m going to ask her just to be a man about it and not whimp out.” So she grabbed her coat and I caught her on her way to the door. I had my phone in my hand. “Hey, can I get your number?” “Sure, you can call me. It’s 864-555-5555.” Yea, no kidding. I thought the 555 thing was only in the movies. But whatever. So she left. And I proceeded to try to store the number in my highly advanced phone. I typed in her name, M. Then I clicked the button to insert the number I typed. Oh stink! I put the number in the name field. So I backspaced over it. Then I navigated down to the spot to insert the number. The Insert option was gone!!!!!! DANG! YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME! I started sweating. Nope, I hadn’t the foggiest what it was from memory. Ugh. I navigated around a little and found another option labled “Insert” but I had no idea if it would insert that number again or just some other junk I had in the clipboard. Click . . .  Yay! It put the correct number in! Whew! I saved the entry and just looked at my phone with this sense of Relief & Mission Accomplished!

So heck yea! That rocks! I got her number. I’m gonna call her soon too. She’s just the type of girl I can take to a fancy resteraunt. But hey ya’ll. She is very very pretty though. I’m dead serious. She’s way above average. Plus she’s just a ton of fun around anybody. So I’m sure I’d have a lot of serious competition if I wanted to jump in that ring. But honestly, I’ll just take her out and show her a great time. I already know that we have fun together. And that’s really half the battle, right? I’m genuinly interested in what she’s into and she remembered what I do from 2 years ago.

So now the guessing game officially starts. How old is she? What’s her name? What color is her hair and eyes? But you’re gettin’ nuttin! Nope. Nadda! You’re lucky I told you what I did!

Friends, Family & Phones

The Lord has been so good to me. I’ve been around enough of a variety of people to know how fortunate I am. No matter what becomes of me in life I’m sure that my friends and familiy will love me.

Everybody assumes that your family loves you. And I suppose that’s true, for the most part. But what’s even better than your family loving you is that cool feeling you get to know that of all the people on the earth they know who you really are and they still love you. I’ve got a couple very good friends who are like that too.

I think my friends and family are what keeps me sane. I know my sanity is often up for debate. But we’ll have fun with that later, k? Good. I mean, it’s so nice to have people to talk to about anything from time to time. You know? Just somebody who you can call and talk about nothing. And they know you’re just talking to talk. No particular reason for calling. Just calling to “talk”.

I’ll admit, I get lonely at times. Hey, I do. Everybody does sometimes. I’m just walking around my house thinking to myself, “Man, there’s nothing to do right now. What can I do. No, I don’t want to eat. No, don’t want to go near my computer. I’m not tired. Ugh, I wanna talk to somebody.” So I pick up my phone and call a friend or my bro or sis or mom or dad.

My mom will usually only talk for about 5-10 minutes before realizing that I’m just chewing the fat and have no point to the conversation. Then she’ll try to hand me off to D. or Dad. Dad will talk for hours on end. Unless it’s getting to be about 10pm. Then I can tell that he’s not listening to me that closely anymore. He’s getting ready for a shower and bed. D’s threshold is about 45 min  to 1 hour max. If you’re making him laugh, that is. Or if you’re talking about music.

My friend M will literally put up with me for hours on end. A 5 hour phone call is not surprising anymore. It’s happened several times over the years. It’s quite amazing the twists and turns a phone call with M can take. But it’s always good mental exercise. Sometimes he even makes me laugh. But he’s known for being a serious guy most of the time (when he’s sleeping, hahaha). R is fun to talk to also. He’s kind of a inspiration because he is so healthy. And he’s super good at dancing with chicks. I need to get off my duff and learn to dance. Maybe he’s so good at dancing because of all that tuna he eats (hmmmm).

My sis can IM for a long time but she usually gets bored with me on the phone after about 10 minutes. And I know the phone call is over if I ever say anything about a pretty girl. It’s the funniest thing, I’ll be driving and talking to her. All I have to say is, “Ooh, she’s nice”. Click! Almost that quick sis is saying, “Oh boy, well I better let you go.” I don’t talk to her husband N that often. He’s a tricky one though. He’s got a way of convincing me to do stuff. Like taking the Xterra offroad. He knows what I’m talking about. He doesn’t last that long on the phone though. Maybe 5 or 10 minutes. Unless you’re trying out the new Skype phone with him. Then he’ll stay on the line for much longer (only for the novelty of it).

My grandma is fun to talk with. She gives me good advice like telling me to eat healthy and pray and such. I like trying to make her laugh. She’s a pretty fun-loving gal. So even I can make her laugh a few times. My grandma is quite amazing. She’ll actually answer her phone and talk with me as late as 10pm! She’ll usually talk for about 30-45 minutes. Her first question is always, “So where are you going?”. Because I almost always call her when I’m on the road.

Speaking of communication, my dad is starting a blog! LOL! I was chatting with sis lately about what he’s gonna use it for. We were talking about how hillarious it would be if he kept it funny and not-so-serious. He’s been doing some mischevious things lately, so you never know. He started the blog off by putting a picture of our old parakeet instead of his mug for the “bio” section. Haha!

I think N&K need to start a blog. Because when she has the Rook she’ll have a place to put pics and such. Maybe she’ll get lucky and have a baby that’s as cute as me when I was a baby. Mom says all the nurses wanted to take me home. But my mom wouldn’t let them.

And she still doesn’t want nurses taking me home.

Hehehehehehehehe! You know I had to say that D

And It’s Only Wednesday

Wow, what a busy last 8 days! I’m finally done with my Real Estate course. And I passed the class’ test. That means that I’ve got one more test to pass to get my license. It will be nice to get that over with. I won’t have to pass any more tests to stay current. I’ll just have to take “continuing education” classes every now and then. I really hope I can take the final test before Thanksgiving. It just depends on how long it takes the state to get my paperwork back to me so I can sign up to take it.

I’ve been waking up at 7am and I’m starting to get used to it. I still don’t like it though. But I’m going to hang in there for a few more days.  Tomorrow morning I’m meeting with the mortgage brokerage that I hope to do business for. This should be an awesome opportunity if I play it all out right. It totally fits my style and I can hopefully grow it to a pretty large size. It’s a good time of year to start this thing up. Real Estate isn’t at it’s peak during the winter holiday season. So hopefully I’ll have time to learn the biz so that when things start hopping I can keep up.

 Well, I took a 2 hour nap after I got home today. It’s about 1am now and I’m super tired! Grrr! I can’t wait till I can get back to my normal schedule. I’ll have to play it by ear though. I want to make sure I absorb enough about processing mortgages so I can make progress from Greenville without having to make trips to Boiling Springs where the company is based.

I’m also starting on the big project that will pay off the X. I’m real excited about that! I’ll probably get the design done for it on Friday. Maybe I’ll reward myself by going to the unnamed eating establishment for lunch on Friday and asking out that super cute hottie. Mmmm. . . she’s nice to think about. There’s something about the way a girl looks sometimes that can be so comforting to me. Like being around her would make all of the world’s details seem like nothing. That’s why I don’t date much. Because not many girls fit that that description. Plus, I like girls that rub my back. Hahahaha!!!! Hey, I do. Like when we’re in a wait line for a restaraunt or something. And she just snuggles up puts her head on my shoulder and rubs my back . I’ll tell ya what. That is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo nice!!! 

So I better get some sleep so I can keep a sharp eye out for single hotties that would have a high probability of wanting to rub Daryl’s back.

 Yeaaaaaaaaaaaa Baby!!!!!!!!

Real Estate & Pretty Girls

Ugh. I’m back in school again. I forgot how nice it was to be done with school. Aparently I sort of lucked out because the Reality school I picked happens to be very highly acclaimed. And the teacher is the best one at this school. So that’s cool. I can tell she’s good too. She’s a natural teacher. She’s got all of these “hooks”, as she likes to call them, that help you remember different things. She’s been doing real estate for over 25 years. So I guess she started when I was 3. That sure puts it in perspective.

So anyways, there are TONS of hotties in this class. It’s so nice to have eye-candy to look at when the lecture gets boring. Or when it’s not boring. That’s the cool thing about girls. They are usually more interesting than just about anything that’s going on. You know, because they’re all so smart. Because they’re all really intellegent and always have interesting things to talk about. Right.

 Anyways, there are probably about 6 – 8 well above average girls and 3 total knockouts. But I feel like I’m back in
Charlotte because most people in the class smoke. Goodness! Why do the hotties always have to smoke? But I guess it doesn’t matter cause would I really ask them out anyways?

The funny thing is that this class is the class you have to take before you get your first license. So you pretty much know that most people in the class are 1) unhappy with their current job or 2) in a bind and think they can make better money in Real Estate. A few of the people I’ve talked to don’t even have a company that they are going to work for when they get their license. I don’t know. I usually like to have more of a plan than that when I go into something. But everybody’s got their own style.

I’m suprised at all of the law you have to know to be an agent. There’s tons of stuff to learn. I can see some of the mistakes that a lot of people make when they go to buy a house just because they aren’t aware of how they can get screwed by an agent. I’m glad I’m getting this license simply because it exposes me to things that will definately be helpful in the future.

Well, tomorrow is supposed to be the most difficult day of the whole course. So that’s why I’m up at 1am writing a blog entry. No, actually I went to bed at 7pm and woke up at 11:30p thinking it was probably about 3am. So now I’ve got to go back to sleep somehow.

Oh, I forgot to talk about the hottie at a particular nameless eating establishment (not Zaxby’s, and no not Hooters either, sheesh)! Well this girl is the cutest thing I’ve seen. And the awesome part is that today was Halloween. So guess what!!! Costumes baby!!!!! Yea, she was wearing this pretty checkered blue frilly dress thing. It was really cute. Maybe like a french maid or something, but just basic, not done up that much. So as soon as I realized she was hot I checked out her ring finger. Nope. Nothing. Woot! So then I asked her out. Uh, yea right. Doh! No I waited for my order to come up. I stood sorta out of the way. And the usually busy restaraunt had a 3 minute break in customers. So she was standing behind the register about 7 feet from me and I was just standing there. Not saying anything. Not doing anything. Just being a coward.

By this time in the day I was pretty frustrated too because I realized one of the prettiest girls in my real estate class had a fat rock on her finger. This totally bummed me out. Because I was going to ask her on a date. I really was. So I now I’m just in this mood where if I see a pretty chick with no ring on her finger I’m just going to have to scoop her up. Because she won’t stay single for long.

So I’m standing there not saying anything and I glance over at her only to notice that she was looking at me too. No big deal. People look at people, right? Well, yea. But then I remembered that the last time I went to that restaraunt probably 6 months ago or something the same thing happened. I caught her looking at me. So I started thinking. “How in the world is this girl still single.” The reason is that this restaraunt’s main clientelle is policemen and firemen. Seriously. There’s always 5 police cruisers and a few firetrucks in the parking lot. She’s surrounded by all of these manly men, many of whom would love to date a hottie like her. So what’s she doing? Is she turning them down? Is she accepting dates but then doesn’t like the guys? Or maybe she has a steady boyfriend. Or maybe she’s got a kid. Maybe she smokes. Who knows. Who in the world knows.

Then I thought, “Maybe she’s not into the policeman type. Maybe she’s looking for a successful businessman type. The type that has ambition. Not the type that gets his kicks from pulling over harmless citizens who didn’t notice the reduced speed limit sign. Sheesh.” Yea, she deserves MUCH better than that. She’s so pretty she should get a rich guy like me. Heck I’d spend lots of money on her. Pretty girls like her deserve that. And if I lost about 30lbs and worked out I’d be handsom too. Shut up! I would be. Don’t hate.

But I wanna ask her out. I’m just to this point where I’ve got to ask a girl out just to convince myself that I’ve got the balls too. I’m totally expecting her to say no. But I don’t care. I’m going to ask her just to take the shot and put my neck out there. I would be cool if she said yes though. What the heck I would do after that, I have no clue. I’d like to take her out to a nice restaraunt. Maybe do some Reedy River type thing. That’s about all there is to do in Greenville.

Oh well, I’m going to read real estate stuff and then go to sleep. Wish me luck!!!

nKay

nKay

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Okay well just check out the pics. I had a pretty good Friday. There were definately some cool parts. But I’d rather talk about the pics I posted. Okay, the little furry cree-ature was just what I needed that night when I was feeling a little alone in the world. And then I’m glad I took a picture of Dad’s loving chalk talk about my big huge 32″ television  I bought (like 4 years ago). Yea that seems like a whole lifetime ago. Arg. Oh well.