Im just a junkie for everything I guess?
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Laundry Night
Just alot of everything going on lately in my life. The holidays are coming and I am so not ready for them. I don't even want them to come tell you the truth.
I have to shop only for a few people. My mom, my wife, and my 2 nephews that's about it. I want to surprise Gypsy with everything she wants for X-mas. I want to get her gifts that when she sees them she will just melt. She always gives me hints as to what she likes an wants so shes easy to buy for. My mom is always hard to shop for. She never tells me what she likes and she always says "don't buy me anything, I'm too
old for that"
Now you know good and well that if I don't get her anything she will hold it against me for years to come!
Right now I'm doing laundry down the block and ran home to feed my animal children. Bandit is running around nuts as always and Harley is right behind him barking and trying to play with him.
Other than that nothing big or really interesting has been going on. I hope everyone is doing well and all that good shit.
Peace!
I have to shop only for a few people. My mom, my wife, and my 2 nephews that's about it. I want to surprise Gypsy with everything she wants for X-mas. I want to get her gifts that when she sees them she will just melt. She always gives me hints as to what she likes an wants so shes easy to buy for. My mom is always hard to shop for. She never tells me what she likes and she always says "don't buy me anything, I'm too
old for that"
Now you know good and well that if I don't get her anything she will hold it against me for years to come!
Right now I'm doing laundry down the block and ran home to feed my animal children. Bandit is running around nuts as always and Harley is right behind him barking and trying to play with him.
Other than that nothing big or really interesting has been going on. I hope everyone is doing well and all that good shit.
Peace!
Monday, November 26, 2007
*TAGGED*
I HAVE BEEN TAGGED!
* Link to the person’s blog who tagged you.
* Post these rules on your blog.
* List seven random and/or weird facts you have learned in recovery. (This is where I’m changing it to seven things I’m grateful to have learned in recovery.)
* Tag seven random [?] people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
* Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog
The Inmates Wife is the one that tagged me.
Im not really in recovery so I'm just going to list 7 things that I'm most grateful for.
1. My wife and family. Without them I dont know where I would be. My mother has stood by me in trying times and done nothing but support me. My wife Gypsy has been with me for almost 4years and we have been threw thick and thin. i love her with all my heart and would do anything for her.
2. My animals. I love them as if they were my children. I treat my own like that as well as all others I come in contact with. I love being able to help them and be the there voice when no one else stands up for them!
3. My freedom. Alot of my friends and some family is locked away in a cage and not able
to do the simple things that most people take advantage of. Being able to go outside and sit in the sun whenever you choose. Being able to pick up the phone and call someone you love when you want. Simple things like these are things that people in prison do not have the luxery of being able to do whenever they please.
4. My friends. I dont have many that I consider close friends but the ones that I do are
very near and dear to me. They have shown me thoughout the years that they have my back
and will be there for me no matter what. I also show them the same. If I am your friend I am there till the end. I give everyone one chance, as soon as you fuck me over once then you will never ever have me as
a friend again.
5. I'm grateful to be able to take myself as I am flaws and all. I know Im not perfect and no one
is. I except who I am and love myself no matter what. If someone doesnt like me for whatever reason thats there
problem not mine. I dont go around trying to please people and if you cant take me for who I am
then I wouldnt consider you a real friend anyway.
6. My online family. These are people that I havent even met face to face and already consider them to be some of my closest friends. I can only hope to meet all of them someday. I have met only a few of the people I have spoken to online and wish to meet them all. I find it amazing how much I trust and love someone who I have never met face to face.
7. Hmmmm honestly I dont know what else I'm grateful for. So there it is my people.
Now I have to tag 7 people? Shit.
Ok Im going to tag:
Peppa ~ Babs ~ Behind Pinned Eyes ~ Victoria ~ Michelle ~ Mother To An Addict ~
* Link to the person’s blog who tagged you.
* Post these rules on your blog.
* List seven random and/or weird facts you have learned in recovery. (This is where I’m changing it to seven things I’m grateful to have learned in recovery.)
* Tag seven random [?] people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
* Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog
The Inmates Wife is the one that tagged me.
Im not really in recovery so I'm just going to list 7 things that I'm most grateful for.
1. My wife and family. Without them I dont know where I would be. My mother has stood by me in trying times and done nothing but support me. My wife Gypsy has been with me for almost 4years and we have been threw thick and thin. i love her with all my heart and would do anything for her.
2. My animals. I love them as if they were my children. I treat my own like that as well as all others I come in contact with. I love being able to help them and be the there voice when no one else stands up for them!
3. My freedom. Alot of my friends and some family is locked away in a cage and not able
to do the simple things that most people take advantage of. Being able to go outside and sit in the sun whenever you choose. Being able to pick up the phone and call someone you love when you want. Simple things like these are things that people in prison do not have the luxery of being able to do whenever they please.
4. My friends. I dont have many that I consider close friends but the ones that I do are
very near and dear to me. They have shown me thoughout the years that they have my back
and will be there for me no matter what. I also show them the same. If I am your friend I am there till the end. I give everyone one chance, as soon as you fuck me over once then you will never ever have me as
a friend again.
5. I'm grateful to be able to take myself as I am flaws and all. I know Im not perfect and no one
is. I except who I am and love myself no matter what. If someone doesnt like me for whatever reason thats there
problem not mine. I dont go around trying to please people and if you cant take me for who I am
then I wouldnt consider you a real friend anyway.
6. My online family. These are people that I havent even met face to face and already consider them to be some of my closest friends. I can only hope to meet all of them someday. I have met only a few of the people I have spoken to online and wish to meet them all. I find it amazing how much I trust and love someone who I have never met face to face.
7. Hmmmm honestly I dont know what else I'm grateful for. So there it is my people.
Now I have to tag 7 people? Shit.
Ok Im going to tag:
Peppa ~ Babs ~ Behind Pinned Eyes ~ Victoria ~ Michelle ~ Mother To An Addict ~
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tagged & Turkey

Yes I have been tagged! I am feeling the love!
I don't have much time right now and wanted to take my time with it so I'm going to do it either later or tomorrow.
I just wanted to wish everyone out there a Happy Turkey Day and hope you enjoy your holiday!
Me and my wife are going to have a great day and I cant wait for the food and the good time were going to spend together.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Did she? Would she?
I was 16 and Melissa was 15. We used to go cop in the projects, and then go up to the roof to get off. It was quiet, and most of the time we didn't have to worry about anyone bothering us. We had been doing it so long that the housing people who cleaned the buildings knew us and became very friendly with us. We never left is dirty, well more dirty then it was to begin with, and we weren't hurting anyone else but ourselves.
I was breaking night and hardly ever home. Melissa was running the streets just as hard
as me and thought it was fucking cool to be doing it. We got our get well money, got off, went out made more money, and tried to get as fucked up as we could.
It was only around 6pm already we came off with money so that we should be good all the way into the next day. We
copped, got some loose cigs, some munchies, and a quarter water. We got up to the roof, and divided the dope. I glanced over at Melissa and saw that she was putting alot in the cooker. I gave her a look, and told her at the same time to chill and take it easy.
Next thing I know this bitch stops fucking breathing!
I grabbed her, slapped her face and still nothing.
I scooped up all the empty dope bags, and the works and anything that was left from what we
were doing.
I grabbed Melissa, threw her over my shoulder, and ran down 4 flights of stairs.
Melissa at the time was about 5-8 and 120 pounds. She was taller then me and don't ask how I got the strength to carry her down!
I get outside and put her on one of the benches. There are a few people outside, not many.
I ran to the phone and called 911 and just non sense came out of me. I was trying to tell them the address and her info and everything all at the same time.
The dealers were outside when I first came down but as soon as the cops and ambo came they all scattered.
The ambo people started doing all this shit to her and asking me all these fucking questions. I told them the truth, I didn't want her to die and not like that. That's not for ANYONE!
They took her away and I gave them her mothers info to inform her what had just happened.
Of course it was all my fault and if it wasn't for me she wouldn't even be doing these things.
Meanwhile her mother and father were and still were junkies. Melissa started selling her ass and adapted to the life real quick and real easy. Melissa was a lier at any little thing. She was and from I hear still is a pathological lier. By the time of 17-19 she contracted HIV.
Its been sometime since I have seen Melissa and I wish her well. We were running buddies for quite awhile and had some really good times.
Did she mean to try to kill herself that night? Does anyone who puts a little more in the cooker looking for a "nice head"?
Would she have done the same thing for me if it happened to me and not her?
Would she have died if I wasnt there to help her?
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Are You?

Sorry I haven't been updating on the regular but alot has been going on plus me and Gypsy have been sick with this fucking flu/cold that seems to be staying with us for the longest already!
Real quick, update on Lucky.
Lucky is doing great! She didn't need any surgery on her legs all she needed was some medication because it seems she has arthritis. Shes living a great life and we saved her. They were going to kill her in 3hours if we had not taken her in.
Oh how I wish I can save them all!
Other than that its been pretty much the same shit. Gypsy is out doing some food shopping for the house with a good friend of hers. I cleaned the fridge, closet , and the apartment so when she does come home I will put everything away and the house is nice and clean. To me theres nothing better than coming home to a clean house right guys? Well money is always nice but I think you know what I mean.
Bandit seems to amaze me day after day. Gypsy let this guy who she has known for 30years sleep in the extra bedroom because he is homeless. I thought that when he came in Bandit was going to bite and nip at him because when he met him outside he did just that, but once he (Lets refer to him as B for now on) came inside the apartment Bandit was nothing but a welcoming house guest! Gypsy and I gave B offered some of the Spanish food that we had ordered but he said that he didn't want to eat and really wasn't hungry. We sat around for a lil bit,
bullshitting and just kicking it and then went to bed. Gypsy had an appointment that morning and had to be out of the house early so she was gone already when I got up. I did my normal morning thing, smoke a cig,
watch the news & Ellen, shower, and get dressed. I woke B up and told him that he can take a shower and whatever he needed. I also offered a clean pair of socks, and boxers for him but he said he had his own. B didn't shower he took a bird bath and barley combed his hair.
Here's a lil history on B. B is a smart dude with alot of talent. He used to work on the show Law & Order from its very 1st season all the way until the
8th or 9th season I believe, and has worked on many movies and tv series
over the years. He can walk onto any TV or movie set in NY and get in. He just finished working on American Gangster, and I am Legend and yes hes fucking homeless because he chooses to be and he is also a heroin, and benzo junkie.
So after I saw he didn't really feel like taking the opportunity to shower, shave or whatever I asked if he was ready and he was so after walking Bandit and Harley, I locked up and left for the day.
Last night he called and Gypsy let him stay again, I don't know if she will keep doing this for him. I think its going to rain tonight and its getting colder and colder here in NY as time goes on. I do feel for him and anyone who has to sleep outside in this cold shitty weather but Gypsy cant carry him his whole life. Already she has done so much for him, over 30years worth of shelter, food, money, drugs, clothes, I mean you name it Gypsy has done it for him.
That's one thing I have to say about my girl, she has such a good heart. We are very alike in that aspect. Once we are your friend we are there for you no matter what, good or bad but fuck us over just once and you have ended our friendship forever.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Winters Here!
Dam its really getting cold here in New York. We went from 80 degrees to 40-50 in like matter of 2 weeks. We didn't even have nay kind of fall weather really. I don't mind I love the winter. Just something about it. The cold air, being all bundled up with my hoodies, and hats and Timbs.
Last night we made up this big bag of clothes to give away at the program and as soon as I got the the program this one woman Jeanette took the whole bag. She lives in a shelter right now and she cant afford to buy anything new so everything I had in the bag was her size and she was VERY happy to have some new stuff to wear. I always see her wearing mostly the same things. She does manage to keep what she has clean which is good but it felt good to see her so happy to have some new winter stuff and just something different to wear you know?!
Gypsy had to be at work early this morning and she was beat when she finally got home. When I came home I took Bandit out for a nice long walk. I went to this park down near the deserted
part of our hood and chained the gate so he couldn't leave and he had a ball! I was running with him on the kids jungle jim thingies, and he was having a great time. I love to see him happy!
After that, got some Chinese food for us, ate, Gypsy went to bed early and I got on the computer to check a few things out.
We got word that Lucky was under and getting everything she needed done and should here more about her tomorrow.
I just got back from walking Bandit and Harley for there nightly walk and all is quiet in this Brooklyn bitches crib!
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
I'm Alive Fuckers!
Wow its been a minute hasn't it? I know I know, and please forgive for not posting on the reg but alot has been going down lately.
First off we are no longer fostering Lucky. She left today about 10 minutes ago to go to the vet first. Shes going to have her tubes tied, nails clipped, teeth cleaned and her legs checked out. When she was with us we noticed her back legs were very weak and that's hopefully something she can get fixed. After the vet she is going to her permanent home. A home with about 25 acres of land, and other dogs and the owners cook for there dogs. Also if it doesn't work out with them for some reason she comes back to the rescue lady we were working with and more than likely we will take her back until she can get a home that works, but please people lets all pray that this works out for Lucky!
Ok what else?
Well remember that girl Linda and her baby? Well on Friday they were hit by a car with another woman Yolanda. From what I understand Linda and the baby are fine but Yolanda is bad. Either one or both her legs are broken. I haven't gone to visit her because I was never really that cool with her but from the people that have been to see her everyone of them say that her legs are FUCKED! Pins and everything in her legs. She is a big woman and had bad legs to begin with so this is really not fucking good at all.
Of course being around all those fucking methadonians all they keep saying and thinking is "oh there going to get paid, that's it, that dude that hit them is going to pay and there going to get money for this shit". Never mind the fact to be happy that you have your kid and something really serious could have happened right?!? What is Yolanda cant ever walk again? Is getting paid going to make that better? I would rather be able to fucking walk. I TRIED telling that to someone yesterday but there crackhead mind couldn't comprehend those cold hard facts and all they cared about was Yolanda, and Linda getting money.
And what the FUCK do YOU care if they do? You think cause you went to the hospital there going to give you money? Will you even be here IF they even get money? Do you know how long it takes for a case like that to settle? Do you know that insurance companies follow people around to see if there really fucked up or not? These fucking people are so dam dumb!
Last night I was running around walking the dogs with a good friend of mine, Terrence, and Bandit happen to take a shit on the street and here comes this little fucking pig bitch in her scooter telling me to pick it up.
"I don't have to, its in the street"
"Yes you do, matter of fact do you have ID on you"
"Nope I don't" (I did but I didn't need to show her pig ass)
After arguing with her for a minute Terrence was like "yo skillz I got something on my can you please stop". So I didn't want the pig harassing us anymore so I went and got a bag and picked it up. Would you believe she fucking watched me to make sure I threw it away in the trash?! I said to her "don't you have anything better to do? Like go harass young black kids or something" Terrence is a lil pussy and was like "please stop". So I did.
After I walked the dogs and all I had some laundry to do and by the time I got to the Laundry,at I noticed my fucking phone was GONE! FUCK ME! I went and back tracked all my steps with a fucking flashlight looking all over and I couldn't find it. Thank God I had a back-up phone in the house and that's what I'm using now. My phone that I lost was a Krazor and now I'm using a Razor, that looks just like this same color and all that was given to me. It was supposed to be for Gypsy but being I lost mine I'm using it for the time being.
Lets see what else?
Oh yea yesterday I went to my program and Gypsy was with me and this woman that she knows B. said she had no money to feed her 4 kids and all she had was 13 10mg Percocets. So Gypsy tried to make a few phone calls and so did I. After about 20min of phone calls I finally got someone who wanted them but only for 1.50 a piece which she was fine with because having 13 that meant 19.50 for her. So I went and met the dude and made the deal for her, the guy gave me an even 20 for them. I asked him what he would give for the 5mg ones because another person I know has some of them and he said .75cent each. So I have to get in touch with her but I lost my phone so I don't have her number to call her. So I went and gave B. the 20bucks and I kinda was expecting her to at least offer to give me something but she didn't. I wasn't going to take anything from her because she only got 20bucks and shes got 4kids to feed so I understood that. I guess she thought I was going to ask for something out of the 20 thats why
she left so fucking fast.
Anyway I'm going to go and jump in the shower now to get ready for the day. I have to go to my program and run a few errands for my mother as well.
Last night Gypsy and myself went threw a bag of clothes and anything that doesn't fit or that we don't want anymore we put into a bag and I'm going to bring them to the program to leave out for people to take who need or want them. Some people might take them to try and sell them but fuck it, whatever they do with them is on them.
Last week I gave this couple a bag filled with really nice shit that I didn't want anymore. The main reason I wanted to give it to them was I noticed that the guy wears the same pants everyday, and I mean everyday for the last 2months or so. So I gave him 4pairs of jeans and about 6 sweaters for him or her if she likes. I saw him yesterday and he was wearing those same fucking pants. I swear if I see him wearing them today I'm going to rip those fuckers off and burn them!
Oh and to all the people who read and post I want to thank you, and If I read your blog just give me sometime to catch up. I look forward to see whats been going on with everyone!
Stay Up
sKILLz
First off we are no longer fostering Lucky. She left today about 10 minutes ago to go to the vet first. Shes going to have her tubes tied, nails clipped, teeth cleaned and her legs checked out. When she was with us we noticed her back legs were very weak and that's hopefully something she can get fixed. After the vet she is going to her permanent home. A home with about 25 acres of land, and other dogs and the owners cook for there dogs. Also if it doesn't work out with them for some reason she comes back to the rescue lady we were working with and more than likely we will take her back until she can get a home that works, but please people lets all pray that this works out for Lucky!
Ok what else?
Well remember that girl Linda and her baby? Well on Friday they were hit by a car with another woman Yolanda. From what I understand Linda and the baby are fine but Yolanda is bad. Either one or both her legs are broken. I haven't gone to visit her because I was never really that cool with her but from the people that have been to see her everyone of them say that her legs are FUCKED! Pins and everything in her legs. She is a big woman and had bad legs to begin with so this is really not fucking good at all.
Of course being around all those fucking methadonians all they keep saying and thinking is "oh there going to get paid, that's it, that dude that hit them is going to pay and there going to get money for this shit". Never mind the fact to be happy that you have your kid and something really serious could have happened right?!? What is Yolanda cant ever walk again? Is getting paid going to make that better? I would rather be able to fucking walk. I TRIED telling that to someone yesterday but there crackhead mind couldn't comprehend those cold hard facts and all they cared about was Yolanda, and Linda getting money.
And what the FUCK do YOU care if they do? You think cause you went to the hospital there going to give you money? Will you even be here IF they even get money? Do you know how long it takes for a case like that to settle? Do you know that insurance companies follow people around to see if there really fucked up or not? These fucking people are so dam dumb!
Last night I was running around walking the dogs with a good friend of mine, Terrence, and Bandit happen to take a shit on the street and here comes this little fucking pig bitch in her scooter telling me to pick it up.
"I don't have to, its in the street"
"Yes you do, matter of fact do you have ID on you"
"Nope I don't" (I did but I didn't need to show her pig ass)
After arguing with her for a minute Terrence was like "yo skillz I got something on my can you please stop". So I didn't want the pig harassing us anymore so I went and got a bag and picked it up. Would you believe she fucking watched me to make sure I threw it away in the trash?! I said to her "don't you have anything better to do? Like go harass young black kids or something" Terrence is a lil pussy and was like "please stop". So I did.
After I walked the dogs and all I had some laundry to do and by the time I got to the Laundry,at I noticed my fucking phone was GONE! FUCK ME! I went and back tracked all my steps with a fucking flashlight looking all over and I couldn't find it. Thank God I had a back-up phone in the house and that's what I'm using now. My phone that I lost was a Krazor and now I'm using a Razor, that looks just like this same color and all that was given to me. It was supposed to be for Gypsy but being I lost mine I'm using it for the time being.
Lets see what else?
Oh yea yesterday I went to my program and Gypsy was with me and this woman that she knows B. said she had no money to feed her 4 kids and all she had was 13 10mg Percocets. So Gypsy tried to make a few phone calls and so did I. After about 20min of phone calls I finally got someone who wanted them but only for 1.50 a piece which she was fine with because having 13 that meant 19.50 for her. So I went and met the dude and made the deal for her, the guy gave me an even 20 for them. I asked him what he would give for the 5mg ones because another person I know has some of them and he said .75cent each. So I have to get in touch with her but I lost my phone so I don't have her number to call her. So I went and gave B. the 20bucks and I kinda was expecting her to at least offer to give me something but she didn't. I wasn't going to take anything from her because she only got 20bucks and shes got 4kids to feed so I understood that. I guess she thought I was going to ask for something out of the 20 thats why
she left so fucking fast.
Anyway I'm going to go and jump in the shower now to get ready for the day. I have to go to my program and run a few errands for my mother as well.
Last night Gypsy and myself went threw a bag of clothes and anything that doesn't fit or that we don't want anymore we put into a bag and I'm going to bring them to the program to leave out for people to take who need or want them. Some people might take them to try and sell them but fuck it, whatever they do with them is on them.
Last week I gave this couple a bag filled with really nice shit that I didn't want anymore. The main reason I wanted to give it to them was I noticed that the guy wears the same pants everyday, and I mean everyday for the last 2months or so. So I gave him 4pairs of jeans and about 6 sweaters for him or her if she likes. I saw him yesterday and he was wearing those same fucking pants. I swear if I see him wearing them today I'm going to rip those fuckers off and burn them!
Oh and to all the people who read and post I want to thank you, and If I read your blog just give me sometime to catch up. I look forward to see whats been going on with everyone!
Stay Up
sKILLz
Friday, November 2, 2007
Lucky & Brandy!
Whats up everyone?
Alot has been going on in my life. First off let me start off by telling you that we took in another dog. Her name is Lucky. She is about 10 years old, a Dalmation and she just had puppies because her nipples are still hanging and she can still give milk from them. They probably made her have the pups, and then dumped her. So Gypsy and I are helping her get back to better health because as of right now she has kennel cough from being in the shelter, plus her back legs are very weak.
Shes a really cool dog and has really taken to Gypsy. She wants to sleep with her every night and be with her all the time.
Bandit is being a really good house guest and letting her sleep in his crate and play with his toys. I think he senses that shes sick and old and is being really gentle with her which is nothing like Bandit.
Also I have a update on Boots. Shes doing GREAT! She is no longer known as Boots, Andrew changed her name to Brandy. Andrew has gotten her a whole bunch of toys to play with and he said that when he comes home sometimes he sees Boots and Tom Tom ( His Rottie) sleeping on the couch together!
Alot has been going on in my life. First off let me start off by telling you that we took in another dog. Her name is Lucky. She is about 10 years old, a Dalmation and she just had puppies because her nipples are still hanging and she can still give milk from them. They probably made her have the pups, and then dumped her. So Gypsy and I are helping her get back to better health because as of right now she has kennel cough from being in the shelter, plus her back legs are very weak.
Shes a really cool dog and has really taken to Gypsy. She wants to sleep with her every night and be with her all the time.
Bandit is being a really good house guest and letting her sleep in his crate and play with his toys. I think he senses that shes sick and old and is being really gentle with her which is nothing like Bandit.
Also I have a update on Boots. Shes doing GREAT! She is no longer known as Boots, Andrew changed her name to Brandy. Andrew has gotten her a whole bunch of toys to play with and he said that when he comes home sometimes he sees Boots and Tom Tom ( His Rottie) sleeping on the couch together!
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