It feels like life has been very topsy turvey. I complained about Adolfo grinding my balls to dust recently, but I also decided I am the cause of some of my own troubles. I’d like to start putting some of the broken elements of my house together… and will.

Between dieting, finding my focus for my own health, and this relationship I feel like it’s just gone out of balance. I work out, but it’s not enough. I try watching my food in take, but I find myself loosing that battle as well.

Today I saw my reflection in a mirror and saw some pics Adolfo took at Christmas time and can;t see from inside how big I have managed to get compared to where I was when I lived in Boston. After leaving Boston I packed it on.

Well, Adolfo has been cool today and he gets so pissed off. I’m no angel, but damn. I was pissed with him the last two days because he was pissed off at me. oi… vicious circle.

Recently there has been a lot to feel “out of sorts” for because I am feeling the pressure of how I managed to set up my life. I am literally sick because of it. I also feel like it’s all sorta spinning around me with all the pushing and pulling.

Adolfo is dragging me over the broken glass over Sam being at the house. When he is unhappy, he makes me pay for it, and I am so tired of the battle. I mean really, how do I turn my back on someone who is asking for help. Someone who needs help. Someone I have known for a lot of years. Adolfo would have me turn my back on freinds and although people HAVE to walk on their own two feet I know I have be there for a freind when they need me.

On the other hand, Sam has really pissed me off a few times. I asked him not to do a few things and he went right against me. I asked him if he repected me and I never got a direct answer.

So I have to question Sam’s sincerity and his honesty with me. There are times when I feel manipulated and although I have a lingering doubtr in the back of my head I go along with what he says or does. From conveneinient headaches to whatever… he seems to be spending very little time actually looking for work.

Last night I was working on my resume and updating my Jobster account, my Monster account, and general resume and I had this idea that I had managed to spend more time that evening looking for work than he in the last two weeks.

None the less, he had 60 days from his arrival to get a job and get money together for a place of his own. I reiterated that this weekend and reminded him 2 weeks have already gone by. As much as I care about Sam, he needs to go. Or… Adolfo does? Ugh!!!

I have to say that Sam has a sense of humor that I really get, even though sometimes I think he is coming in out of left field. At least we laugh.

There was a point between the last time he was here and his recent arrival where I really started looking at the people I was inviting into my life and trying to fiture out WHO belonged there… versus WHO I was holding on to. I find it hard to trust my own feelings sometimes and doubt them because I have made some bad choices in the past.

Odly enough, leaving Brian when I did, still makes me wonder if I did the right thing???? I might be looking at that situation as one of my biggest regrets. Same with Adolfo, if I leave him now will I be alone for the rest of my life. If I am, does it matter?

After work I met Adolfo at Kaizan, whcih is a Sushi place I like a lot. It’s across the street from the Hard Rock Casino down on Paradise and tases fantastic. I really dig it!

You may have read my previous entry wherein I said Adolfo was possesed. He wanted to talk to me about all that; no he had not read the blog at all. He knew I was upset with him and talked to me on his own. He was merely demonstrating his concerns and all.

Dinner was awesome. I ate plenty of sushi and tried one I never had before. Yummers!

In the coming days we’re expecting visitors and Adolfo is a stress case. He’s moody and not being very nice…. I hate when he gets this way. It makes me so mad because he thinks he knows what is in my dead in regards to one of the visitors…

This weekend my step sis Chris is due in on her way home across country from Florida. When I text her last night she was having drinks in New Orleans. She is due in Sunday or Monday.

Next week we might see the return of Sam???? He went to L.A. to accomplish something (?) and is tired of life there and is ready. Gues who he’s biting my ass over???? Anyway, he’ll get over it.

Mom is coming next week for a visit. The newly retired Sallie is coming to Sam’s Town to gamble that retirement away… or hit it big…. not sure which. I would rather she hit it big and felt generouus about it.

Anyway… how do you like the whole new look????? Let me know!

For 3 days prior to today I have been in hell… serving on Jury duty. Banded with a group of people with a variety of domonating personalities… we left as a hung jury. Almost no-one was willing to budge on their position and in the end I think we looked like a bunch of fools.

The judge was Sally Roehler (something like that) and after jury selection she made a couple comments that tarnished the whole mess… 1. If you make a decision stick to it and do not let anyone sway your inidividual belief, and 2. She estimated this case would be finished in a day, or day in a half….

NOT

The case was this LOSER named Jerome Zemke who was shop lifting at the Rebel Gas Station at Koval and Tropicana. This is a station I pass all the time. Well, he was caught stealing and pulled a knife on the clerks subsequently cutting one of them (scratches but none the less).

We were given the video from inside the store from 4 cameras, holes in the shirt, the knife and a lot of photos.

1. the knife never appeared in any of the videos, just the reaction of the victims and the other customers in the store which was ambiguous to me.

2. the shirt had so much damage in it that it was hard to see that the knife did any damage to it, most of it was worn out….

3. they kept calling this knife a butcher knife, but it was a cheap ass carving knife; it had no fingerprints on it and a partial print that could not be attributed to any of the people involved that was found thrown in the bushes…

4. only wittnesses were 2 victims, and 3 cops…. VICTIM #1: filipino guy who had a hard time with english, but he was very believable and repsonded well to questioning. VICTIM #2 was a total slacker who looked like a fool, he was the one who got jabbed with the knife once in the hand and cut (scratched) across the abdomen. COP#1: Italian Hottie who was a good wittness but he knew almost nothing except he was the one who took the defendant into custody. COP #2: Nice looking black dude but he was a bit foolish because he collected the evidence and gave it all back before it was cataogued except for the knife. CSI EXPERT: Pics of the knife and fingerprinting…. she was a dope. She certainly was no Marge Helgenberger…

Well, 1/3 of the people that were there had a hard time putting the knife in the vitim’s hands, 1/3 could go either way, 1/3 said there was a knife and wanted the guy executed (practically, I am exagerrating). But consider the harshest charge was Attempted Murder with a Deadly Weapon, Burglary, Robbery, and Assualt; all of which with the Deadly Weapon part became something much worse.

As mentioned before, no one would come to a single conclusion. Personal convictions became road blocks. Interresting that the 2 black guys on the case were steadfast against the use of the knife in the commision of the crime????? The old white dudes (me excluded thank you!) were steadfast that he did use the knife. There was definitely bias that people could not come to a middle conclusion with; the burglary and robbery were both felonies.

The judge took us into the court room and told us things we could not know before, that there was a wittness who could not be there that saw the defendant throw the knife. That the defendant had a LONG ASS record of crime in Minnessota!!!!!

He was a shitty guy.

I know he was a shitty guy. White boy, German decendant, looked hispanic (actually) and had gangster tattoos over his stomach, too.

A new trial starts this coming Monday. However, on the way out the defense attourney and the orisecuting attourney were down to talk to all of us and it was fascinating. They were like buddies and helping each other out in the court room. Hell, maybe while waiting they were braiding each other’s hair????? But, they were so very nice!

3 DAYS OF FUCKING SHIT!!!!! BUT!!!!! I found a silver lining. One of the jury panel was a hot paramedic who sat next to me. He would stretch and I could see his tant stomach…. oh yum.