Nasty Message

Surprised

This early morning, I checked my messages.

Man, oh man!

Michael Crouch left the most nasty message EVER!

Some friend he turned out to be.

He is such a low life alcoholic!

Movies

Happy

All I did today was watch movies all day long with a friend. Miguel had the day off from work.

Lord Of The Rings, Saturday Night Fever, and The Mummy.

Michael Crouch left a message during Saturday Night Fever. I didn't answer the phone. I knew what the phone call was about - his yahoo email account!

Michael Crouch

Surprised

This early morning, Michael Crouch called me about his problems at his apartment building. His downstair neighbors played the music loud all the time. He told his "two faced" manager about it. She won't do anything about it. The two faced was Mike's exact words, not mine. He even let her to hear the noice from his place. When he is LOUD, the neighbors complained about him. The manager told him to keep it down.

He don't like the mexicans any more. He thinks that they are ganging up on him in the building. He wants to move to a new place, maybe leave LA altogether. He have been wating to leave LA for the longest time not because of the mexicans. He was tired of LA; he wants something new in his life.

Mike wants me to hold his things when he move. I mentioned I can't. I really don't have enough space in my place. He needs to find somewhere else.

Mike asked "Did the people ever gang up on you?" I told him that no one ever did. Why should people gang up on me? I am the nicest person you ever meet. Of course, with a dark side! LOL.
Few hours later, Mike leave me a NASTY MESSAGE on my phone. He had one more final thing to say. He felt like I was being dishonest; I was very deceptive. He called me a DAMN LIAR! Say what? He felt like I lied to him about people ganging up on me. Not all people get gang up on. He never ever wants to be friends with me. He don't want it. He outgrown our friendship; he got his own place. He have other resources for the internet. He wished he never mentioned about his problems in the building; I was not the one to talk to about it. He believed I was never honest about who I am.

Well, Mike was at it AGAIN!

Few monthes ago, Mike claimed that Brian tried to rape him. Say what? Come on now! Brian will never ever do such a thing. I was there when the so called rape happened. I was sick. Mike was leaving. Brian was nice enough to give him a goodbye hug.

For some reason, Mike loves to start trouble with me. He have some screws lose! I bet his alcohol problem FINALLY sunk into his tiny brain.

Yes, I say it!

MICHAEL CROUCH IS A ALCOHOLIC!

In the past, he mentioned a FEW times that he needs to stop drinking; he claimed to be a alcoholic. He spends lots of moneyon alcohol, mostly at the gay clubs.

Last Email

Happy

Hello, Chris

Once you read this LAST email, never ever contact me again and come to my place either!

I said what I need to say in the letter you got from my door yesterday.

You will never get your clothes back.

I don't ole you NOTHING, not even your clothes.

I promised u won't get your clothes.

Please don't show up at my place again or I will call the police on your sorry ass.

Have a nice life.

Messages from Chris

Mischievous

I got three messages from that lowlife on Friendster.


Message 1

KAZZ,YOU HAVE TO GIVE ME MY CLOTHES BECAUSE MY I.D. IS THERE..PLS...OTHERWISE ...................YOU DON'T KNOW ME THAT WELL YET........PLS, I NEED MY CLOTHES...MY IDENTIFICATION CARD IS THERE WICH I USE FOR MY WORK....

My response......in this journal.....no less.

I don't have to give anything back to him. I don't want to know him any more. He treated me like trash since the day I met him.


Message 2

YOU KNOW O GOTS TO WORK THIS FRIDAY, SO I NEED MY ID.....YOU HAVE TO GIVE ME BACK MY CLOTHES....SORRY IF I DISRESPECTED YOU AND YOU'RE PLACE IN ANYWAY...I PROMISE NOT TO THAT AGAIN...AND I WILL BE OUT OF YOU'RE LIFE AS SOON AS I GET MY CLOTHES BACK AND MY ID, OK....I HOPE YOU WILL BE UNDERSTANDING ON THIS MATTER...IT IS VERY IMPORTANT THAT I GET MY ID.....CHRIS

My response...

That's too bad. Oh well! He is gonna to miss work. He have to get a new alien ID.

"Sorry if I disrepect you..."

IF? What the hell? There is no IF about it. He really did disrespect me.


Message 3

I WOULD LIKE TO GET MY CLOTHES AS SOON AS POSSIBLE TODAY.......PLS. GIVE ME MY CLOTHES BECAUSE MY IDENTIFICatioN CARD IS THERE.....IT IS VERY IMPORTANT THAT I GET MY I.D.CHRISTIAN

My response...

Oooohhhh, too, too bad! He will never ever get his clothes back.

July 6

After 2 PM, I smoked during Cosby. Ken came down with his dogs to walk them. He mentioned that Chris was there for two hours, waiting for me last night. Ken told Chris that the police could settle the mess; he wants his clothes back. Also, Ken called the police; Chris wasn’t invited at my place last night. Chris left the property. Ken mentioned that Chris was around for two days. I went in and ate a salad.

4 PM – The phone rang. I peaked through the door. Man, oh man, it was Chris. I quickly turned off the TV. I don’t want any noise in my place. He will think I wasn’t home. I peaked through the window with him. Now, two of his friends were with him – a female and a male. I was scared for my life. I wasn’t safe at all. He brought a gang with him. Chris left a message on the phone, “Where’s my clothes?” I patiently waited for him to leave. Few minutes later, they drove off.

I waited till 5:20 PM for a smoke break. I heard some voices in the street. It was Ken and his friend. I sat down on the stairs. Ken walked up. He asked, “Have your friend show up?” I said, “Yes. I didn’t talk to him. He was with his two of his friends.” Ken mentioned I better watch out for him. I said, “Thanks.” Ken and his friend went to his place. I continued to smoke. I finished smoking and went inside.

I still have his red cap. I forgotten to cut it up yesterday. I took it to the dumpster. I went back inside.

I checked his messages on Friendster........to be continued in the next post.

The Sign

Happy

This morning, I took some pictures of the sign. I was wrong. It didn't say DO NOT ENTER like I said yesterday.

The sign...

"This property. Closed to the public. No entry without permission."

Well, you know what that means.

Trespassing!

Chris' Letter

Happy

The latest...

I watched Entertainment Tonight Celebrity Weddings Unveiled. Nikki from Y&R, my favourite soap, remarried her hubby of 20 years. Melody looked drop dead gorgous in her wedding grown. Her husband wasn't that all bad.

Wouldn't you know it? Chris showed up during the TV special. I was eating supper, an pot pie. I heard the letter ripped from the door. About 20 minutes, Chris went back and forth to the door and the window, trying his best to get my attention. I pay no mind to him. I didn't want to do anything with that lowlife any more. I just wanted to see Melody's wedding.

By now, I believed, Chris is gone for now! I bet Chris will show up again. I might as well stay in tomorrow. I don't want to see him ever again.

If Chris does show up, I will call the police for trespassing. I lived on private property. I am glad that Chuck, the apartment manager, put up the "Do Not Enter" sign last month!

Good night. Sweet dreams!

Chris' Clothes

Happy

In a previous post, I mentioned I cut up all his clothes. It's too bad I didn't take any pictures! I wished I did.

I left home after 10:30 AM with his cut up clothes. I waited for the bus. I took 4 to the Civic Center. I crossed the street to the subway entrance. I found a trash can near some seats. I put the bag on the seat. I unzipped the bag. I took his plastic bag out of my bag. I dumped his clothes in the trash can. Then, I caught the subway to Santa Monica/Vermont. I saw 304 right away. I caught the bus to Alavardo, then I got home before noon. I turned on the TV for Y&R. I laid down on the couch and watched the soap.

The next step - I will leave a letter on the door for him. Once he get the letter, he have to leave the property immediately! Hopefully, I will never see his sorry ass again.

This is the letter.........

Dear Chris Bobadilla

Once you get the letter, you have to leave the property immediately!

You will never get your clothes because Edward Scissorhands says so!

I want you to stay out of my life FOREVER.

I never ever want to see you again.

I don’t want you to come to my place either.

You are no longer welcome to my place.

You didn’t show me any RESPECT.

Respect goes a long way.

I washed my hands CLEAN OF YOU!

Please stay out of my life FOREVER!

July 5

Frustrated

I woke up after 7 AM. I heard some racket in the kitchen. I heard that he was fixing himself a burrito for breakfast. Right then and there, I made up my mind. He got to go NOW! I promised myself that once he was awake, we will leave. I went out for a quick smoke with connect 4. I finished my fag and noticed that Chris was under the covers on the couch. Forget breakfast, I brushed my teeth and got dressed. I mentioned I have things to do. Chris said, "I'm sleepy." Well, that wasn't my freaking fault! I told Chris to get up. He said, "five more minutes." Fine! That will be the last favor I ever do for that lowlife.

I looked at the clock. It was 5 till 8. I decided to finished my journal entry from last night, then I went to this entry before I forget something about today! LOL. It is NOW 8:42 AM. Since the entry is finished, it is time to wake up Chris. I gave him more than five minutes to rest up. I gave him 50 more minutes. See that, I was too damn kind for my own good!

We left after 9 AM. He didn't want to get up at all. I don't give a damn about him. He asked about the plans again. I mentioned I need to pay some bills and do some other things. We left my place. He wondered how tall I was, 6'. He was 5'8. I hardly speak to him walking. I just want to get rid of him FOREVER! He was a lowlife son of a bitch! I sat at the bus stop. He mentioned that he will be seeing me later. Well, wait till he get a BIG surprise from me - an bomb! It will explode up on his face, then I won't see his ugly face again! LOL.

Really, the bomb is very exploded. I thought about the bomb last night. It will be my REVENGE against him! All I need was a pair of scissors for some slashing! Hmm, I got chills thinking about that! I felt like Jason and Freddie all roll up in one.

I waited till I can't see him any more, then I went straight home to set off the bomb! I dumped all his clothes on the floor. I went through his pants pockets. I found his ALIEN ID. I set the bomb in motion. I cut up all his clothes and put them back in the bag. How sweet the revenge was! Now, he has nothing at all, nothing at all.

The next step - take his ruined clothes to a trash can somewhere far away from my place. I thought about going to Downtown LA; I don't think he will ever go down there to look for his clothes. Then again, I won't tell him what I did at all. He deserves no pity from me. I was all set ready to go. Why not? Downtown was a perfect place for his clothes. After all, skid row was there. Chris belongs in skid row, not my place!

Laters.....

Nightmare

Frustrated

The nightmare was back. I opened the door after 1 PM. Low and behold, Chris sat on the steps, waiting for me. I just played it off. I pretended I didn't know he was here. I smoked in my usual spot, playing connect 4. He just walked into my place without asking. I was sick and tired of the lowlife freeloader. If the firecrackers was legal in california, I will blow up his sorry ass in more ways than one. Hey, I am being honest with my feelings. There's nothing wrong with that. Are you listening, LAPD? Chris did me WRONG many times since the day I met that creep.

Like always, he made himself at home. He fell alseep on the red couch. Throughout the day, same old crap happened. He ate my food without asking. He is really a lowlife. Like I said before, no friend never ever treated like trash. He asked me a few times, "what's wrong?" Like a fool, I kept my mouth shut with the response, "nothing."

I wished I went to the picnic with Peter and Brian at Plummer Park in West Hollywood. I will never saw Chris today. Peter left two messages on the phone; I quickly called him back. I just want to stay home and relax. Earlier I sent him a text. Boy, staying home was a mistake. Once again, I was stuck with the lowlife. Peter begged me to go, but I didn't want to go out. He mentioned they may not work out at the gym today and may come over sometime in the afternoon. They didn't show up. Brian need to get to bed very early for work in the morning.

Get this....I noticed Chris had some kind of x rated video. I tried to sneak a peek. Chris was sleeping. I got on my knees......not that, u guys! LOL. Dear lord, it was an straight video! An hour later, he brought up the movie and wanted to watch it with me! Hmm, Chris is trying to turn me straight! HELL, NO! Nothing sexual happened between us. I got to admit, that was that fastest movie I ever saw! I dreadful didn't want to see the whole thing. Chris accidentally fastforward the movie a few times! Thank God!

I watched King In The Hill for a little while. Chris wanted to see the stupid movie. Chris turned the TV off, turn on the other TV and pop the movie in the DVD. He watched the movie on the white couch. I remained in the desk chair. The movie was aBJ with lots of women. Why gay guy want to see that? Not me.

Few times, he went online in the evening time. I hoped he will check his mail on Friendster. I had a feeling he already read the email I sent him. Why did he ask "what's wrong" few times? I know his game and he lost! He won't run me over any more. He pushed me to the limit of NO RETURN.

I smoked outside with connect 4. I noticed he was on the Friendster web site. I finished my smoke and made me a tv dinner, the very last tv dinner. He ate most of the tv dinners, corn and cereal throughout the week. He didn't brought up the email, nor did I.

I watched my favourite tabloid TV show, A Current Affair, on Fox 11. Wouldn't you know it? He cooked tuna/eggs without asking. He never ask me to eat my food, not even once. I kept my anger to myself. Man, I should have lash him out big time and kick him out right then and there. We watched The Simpsons, then we went to sleep.

July 3

Happy

Yesterday, I had a wonderful time with Peter & Brian. They called me on the bus from the gym; they wanted me to meet at Starbucks, then we will go straight to Glendale mall. I told them I will take 603 to the mall. Instead, I took the sunset bus and walked up to Hollywood Blvd. They were on their way on Bus 4 from home. I called them, "I will catch the 180 bus and meet you at the mall."

I went to Kay B Toys for a short while, then I waited outside of JC Penny, playing Connect 4. Peter called me, "We just left JC and was by Brookstone." He gave me directions on the phone. I have no ideal of where the store was. I found them on the second floor. Brian looked good in his new jeans. He went to Jc to take off the security tag; they forgot to take it off.

We ate Carl's Jr. They paid my meal. I don't keep any money on me. We chatted about Arnold, the worst Governor in California; their new phone plan with Verizon. Peter pointed out to Brian that it's best to cancel the new plan; his job will end at the end of the month. Peter made sense about it; Stella Got Her Groove- in real life, the lady found out that her husdand was gay and only married her for his green card. Brian pointed that there will be a new movie call "Stella Got Screwed." I bursted out laughing!

We went to Verizon Store. Brian made up his mind to call the phone service. I paid my bill; she mentioned I already have $42 credit. I told her that was fine. I used the ATM for $100. We looked at the phones till closing time. I like some of the new phones; some have the biggie screen.

We waited for the bus. Peter used the restroom. We missed the bus. Peter came out and we went down to the other bus stop with less people. The main one have lots of people. I wanted to be sure we will have a seat on the bus. The bus came; we sat in the back of the bus. I finally told Brian about the accounts; he mentioned they will find out and it was best to get a safe deposit box for the money. No thanx. I will take my chance on the account.

We got off on Western/Hollywood to take some movies back at Hollywood Video. Peter wanted some ice cream. We stopped by McDonald's on Sunset/Western. I was impressed by the new section 8 apartments. I wished I could have move there. I will have been closer to everything. We walked to Hollywood Video. They will take Queer As Folk Season 4 home again. They need to watch the last few episodes. We parted ways and went home.

Chris' Email

Happy

I went out after I got rid of the freeloader, Chris! I mentioned I have a date with this guy at the movies. Hey, sometimes, WE GOT TO LIE!

I just got my mail at the post office.

I came home and sent Chris an email

The apartment manager noticed u have been spending lots of time at my place.He mentioned u can no longer spend the nights with me; u worned out your welcome.It is best that u can spend the nights with another friend of yours.He also said he will be keeping a close eye on my apartment.I can't AFFORD to get into any more trouble at my place.

Hopefully, Chris read the email by now.

Sick Of Chris

I am officially sick of Chris Bobadilla. He got to go TOMORROW!

He is eating all my food without asking. I wanted the door open, he ALWAYS closed the door.

Since I know him over a week, I can't stand him any longer.

I don't have any more patience with him.

He is making a mess of my place. He don't clean up himself; I mean the sink. He left uneaten food in the sink. He leave it there till I clean it up.

No friends shouldn't be like that.

He is not respecting me or my place.

I am getting pist off big time.

Sometimes, we need to get angry. He is running me over big time.

I want it to STOP right now.

I will send him on his way tomorrow.

Top it all, I am too damn kind for my own good. I will put my foot down.

I wished I was Red from That 70's Show. I will put my foot up his ass!

My friends have NEVER treated me that way before.

Chris is not a TRUE friend.

Antonio Villaraigosa

Happy

I want the NEW mayor, Antonio Villaraigosa, to PARDON me for hiring a hit man to kill someone.

The FBI mentioned that I will be arrested the next time. That isn't right.

It's my life and I don't believe in suicide.

Thanx for your time.

Chris

Sad

Chris, Chris........what a damn liar! Yesterday, he claimed he got himself a job at a car auction. Work started at 7 AM this morining. It is now 8:50 AM and Chris is still snoring! It's not my responsible to get him up.

Hmm, where to begin with Chris?

Let's starts with yesterday. I was online. Chris unexpectedly showed up after 5 PM. I was quite surpised to see him. I haven't see him in a few days since Monday. He had a bag with him. He still haven't found a place to live.

I met Chris on Saturday. I just got back from Vons after 5; I brought some fags and a angel food cake. He dailed up for his friend at Waterloo. His friend wasn't home. So, he invited himself to my place and my life. Really, I don't want to do with strangers.

Christian

Happy

I will do Chris later. I don't mean in a sexual way! LOL

After all, Chris is straight!

Good night.

The FBI

Happy

The FBI paid me a visit this morning. We discussed the hit man, Miguel, attempted murder, homeless, depression, family, HIV, and name change.

They don't want me to post another hit man ad or any FBI agent phone number on the web site.

They pointed out that someone ANGRY could go after the FBI agent.
They warned me if I post another hitman ad, I will be arrested. I don't think the police can arrest me at all. I don't believe in suicide. A hit man is the next best thing for me.

I showed them my depression medication.

They wanted to see my ID. I showed them my ID and SS number. The FBI guy took down notes.

The lady FBI mentioned that they will keep tabs on me. That's pretty okay with me. Hey, no one can go after me! At least, the police or the FBI will know about it. I am safe.

I told them that I haven't seen my family since 1999. I want no part of them whatsoever. My mum want no gay son. So, I am dead to her. I told them that I lost contact with them too and I can't find them either. They mentioned I can find them if I want to. They believed I am good with the internet. The FBI gave me two search engines to look up for my family. That was nice of him.

She wondered about being homeless. In some cases, I wanted to be homeless. Quite true. Homeless from unhappiness (really, the depression) was an escape for me. New York was a tough place to be homeless; it was cold too. I always comes back to LA.

She wanted to know why I am in LA.......that's easy. Sunshine, beaches, the mountains, the palm trees and such.

I confessed about the attempted murder. Yet, I am still a free bird. I got away with a major crime! Ooohhhhh! The police won't arrest me. Lucky me! LOL.

That was the big event of the day........see u whenever!

4.9 Earthquake

Happy

I was watching OLTL till I fell asleep halfway through the soap. It wasn't boring. I was tired.

It was a very short nap. The 5.3 earthquake woke me up from the nap. I thought it was a dream. Then I realized it was the real thing. The bed shook a little. The news interuptted OLTL about the earthquake.

They downgraded the earthquake from a 5.3 to a 4.9 within an hour or so.

We will have more big earthquakes. We had three in a week - Thursday, Sunday and Today. We lived in earthquake country.

Michael Jackson

Happy

The verdict on Michael Jackson - NOT GUILTY on all accounts!

I thought that will happen. Last week, I told my friend, Mike, that he won't be guilty.

The DA didn't have STRONG evidance against Michael Jackson.

Nothing Today

Happy

I did nothing today, except for Diablo 2.

June 4, 2005

Happy

I was still tired when I woke up. I thought about taking Diablo 2 back to Best Buy. I brought the wrong game. I didn't get the Expansion game. I got the regular version. For sure, this week I will take it back for expansion. I still got the reciept.

BIG NEWS - I finally beat Diablo! He was hard to kill. I died over 25 times. First, I killed everyone at his place. Then it was just him and me. It took me about 45 minutes. I killed him all by myself. I get any help from nobody.

Taylor called me about 4ish. HE wanted to come over for a little while. I continued playing Diablo. I heard something being threw at my window. It was Taylor. I brought us some Cheeseburger pizza. I didn't like it that much. Taylor loves that pizza.

Taylor mentioned he is moving to his friend's new place next month. He will pick up his stuff next month. He finally got his bus pass; he can go anywhere any time.

June 3, 2005

Happy

Once again, I woke up about 9. I was tired. I fixed the tape for the soaps. I ate Frosted Flakes 4 breakfast. I put a check in my account. I took the dash bus to Hollywood/Vine. I waited for the bus for five minutes. I got off at Fairfax/Santa Monica. I went to the post office for my mail. I opened a new checking account. I checked my mail again. I went straight home. I watched my soaps.

That was basicly my day.

June 2, 2005

Happy

I woke up late again after 11 AM. I was still tired too. I watched my soaps. I went to the bank after 2. I need to put some money in the account.. I brought some Frosted Flakes at Jons. I went home. I played Diablo 2 all day long.

All Day Long

Happy

I woke up late; very tired too. I stayed home and play Daiblo 2 all day long.

Talk to Brian for a while on the phone.