Thursday, December 13, 2012

Papa was a rolling stone (it's in my ancestry as Jay-Z notes) / timeilne part one.


On the move,

Instead of a typical post, I figured I’d try something different, since last night’s sleep wasn’t the best, the desire to put together a regular post would feel forced.

Perhaps reflective of my own instability and/or lack of direction, even prior to my diagnosis I’ve decided to make timeline with brief annotation, noting the physical moves I’ve made since graduating from the old alma mater (University of So. Cal, if you were unaware. Fight On!)

05/04 graduate, move out of senior year dorm to summer apt in the same building

06/04 begin work at the Black Sports Agents Association

08/04 moved off campus and rented a room

02/05 too drained by office politics and depressed by the Brenda situation to say in LA, packs up the Corolla and makes it home to Bostonin just under two and half days

03/05 Eurotrip. Pope JPII dies on my 23rd birthday, while I happened to be in Rome. It should be noted that on that day, Maria was literally the only person in the world, to acknowledge my bday without prompting. Sidenote, the prince or Monaco, died the following day, as we approached. Weird.

06/05 like a loyal hounddog flies out to see what was up with Brenda to make sure the door was shut around the time of her graduation. It was. Surprises Maria in OC with visit while out there to see if that door was still open. It was. Goes back to LA and escorts Brenda back to Yakima, by Greyhound. Files back to OC to kick it with Maria for a couple of weeks or so. Good, carefree times were had, so many so that seeing what was there (while intuiting it was nothing) seemed like a good idea

08/05 Flies out to OC to make it work with Maria. Made the crucial mistake of half-stepping, however, or not keeping my thought, word, and deed in alignment. You know, saying one thing and doing another. I guess she was tired of the BS, and started seeing someone else… while I lived 2 complexes down. Mania and homicidal/suicidal fantasies ensue.

11/05 Despite a trip to the firing range, to ease some tension, it’s thought best not to make headlines. Fly back to Boston, take rage out on father with a right hook the eye as manic firestorm ensues.

11/05-01/06 on probation and hospitalized for the assault and manic wave respectively

04/06 PO grants permission to go out of state to pickup and transport home the Porsche I had bought during the Maria unpleasantness. Of course while out there, we rekindle things.
05/06 Around memorial day, drive from boston to DC to visit older sister, Jessica. Kick it there for the weekend the drive down to ATL to visit the homie Terrie. Oh and yes, I left Boston with the original intent of going straight to OC to live with Maria, again…

06/06 Terrie and I open up our sportscars on the open road and drive from ATL to LA/OC respectively.

12/06, Maria and I finally have enough of each. Move out of her apartment after blowing up at her, and I move up the freeway with Terrie at his sister’s crib. 

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