home again!

Oh well, I'm back in NY! As I got to the airport, there were a bunch of peeps in civilian garb carrying these green rucksacks and duffel bags. I was thinking they were military, but all the other times I've gone to the airport and there were military types flying out, they were in uniform. Anyhoo, the flight went okay. A tad too much turbulence. And a rough landing too! But it turns out those folks were all military. I was half asleep and my ears perked up when two of the guys sitting around me (not with the group of green baggers) were talking about air assault vs. airborne. The guy next to me said there's no way he's jumping out of planes. But rappelling out of a helicopter is apparently fine. wtf?! Then the chicks in front of us introduced themselves as sgts. And then they all started talking shop. Weird!

Owel, my dad, albert and dion picked me up at the airport. Then we had to pick up tita annabelle and drive her to JFK. It took a while to navigate through crazy NYC traffic, but we got there eventually. There were some mad cuties there waiting to leave the country. As we were leaving, I was looking a little too hard and smacked into a skycap. Then we got a call and learned we had to pick up Zachary. We heard his flight landed at 915, so we thought we were late, but it turns out his flight landed at 951. So we spent a while looking for him, when in fact he hadn't arrived yet. When we finally realized he hadn't de-planed yet, we waited by the gate for him, hoping we'd recognize him, since we hadn't seen him in 10 years. There was this one mad cute hippie girl waiting by the gate. It turns out she was waiting for her boyfriend, whom she "greeted" quite well. Actually, he looked like someone who I helped out at the CSC this week. It was another flight out of Atlanta, so mebbe it was. What's up with these people and their corny-ass PDAs at the airport? I mean, big deal! You've seen them before! And sometimes it borders on inappopriate. Its like another couple hooked up as we waited. The chick grabs the guy, then wraps her legs around his waist! In front of her mother! Gah!

The boys are older now, but its still a little weird talking about hotties with them. But they recognize them when they see them! Dion spotted this one cutie with a killer ass before I did. I was so proud! Oh well, finally made it home and got some Mickey D's for dinner by 1030. Thank goodness, because I was starving! Just been hanging out and talking with the cuzzes. And my godson has grown! He can walk and talk and everything!

net addiction

Perhaps I have a net addiction. I mean, usually when people are on vacation, they take a break from the whole on-line thing. Me, I have to find a computer. We're in the digital age anyways! No TV or internet? I'd go gnuts!

I can't wait until they have inexpensive microcomputers that you can wear on your wrist or carry around because they're no bigger than a PDA or cellphone that will let you connect to the net whenever you want! There would be plenty of legitimate uses. Like last night, pops was unfamiliar with the area we were in, and he was trying to get from Queens Blvd to the Van Wyck. If I could connect to the net, we could like bring up a map. Or even mapquest it or something. Or you could surf the web while doing mundane stuff like waiting on a really long line. I myself would use it to bore the hell out of everybody by posting random thoughts waiting at the bank or talk about some mad cute chick I saw at the mall foodcourt!

My brother was showing me his yearbook before. Is it wrong to think one of the graduating cheerleadering captains is a major hawtie? Whoa, Domino just shaved his head bald! You won't see me hacking off my beautiful locks!