Intro times 3

So while I was stationed at Fort Sam Houston, I would go into San Antonio and have fun. I went to this str8 bar in town near the Alamo. It was owned by Dan Blocker of Bonanza fame. Or owned by his family. I dont recall exactly which. And there I met this cute little Mexican named Johnny Pitts, I have or had a pic of he and I at a club in the patio. I was wearing a yellow shirt with a black Chinese character on the shirt pocket.
We had a lot of fun together. We took a weekend trip to Austin Tx to see his old bf. Who was attending UT University of Texas at Austin. We stayed at their place which was roach infested. Now I've seen roaches b4, but not the size roaches they have in Texas. The roaches in Texas are about an inch wide and 1.5 to 2 inches long. Just HUMONGOUS! hahaha
We went to some lake there in Austin and we were up on the rocks above the water sunning ourselves and then some guys next to us starting having sex in the rocks and we joined in. LOL Oh those were the days of complete freedom! LOL
So we go back to San Antonio and then shortly after that, I went home. My training was done. I didn't want to leave. I was having way too much fun. hahahahaha

So shortly after I get back, I move back in with my mother. But I dont stay there for long. She was still being quite bossy and domineering. So I embark on finding a job with all of my new training. Unfortunately, Combat Medic doesn't transfer over. If I had wanted to be a paramedic, I still would have had to attend Paramedic training somewhere. So I ended up in Security. I worked for Burns Security, ABM, Burns again, Wells Security, and finally back to ABM. I started working at ABM when it first started doing security in Oakland at the Del Monte Plant. All of those HOT truckers dropping off fruit. yum yum Unfortunately, I never got any of them. But not for lack of trying. LOL I think I was just too subtle about it. hahahahahaha

So I have lived in Oakland, Berkeley, Hayward, San Francisco and back to Oakland. One of the places I lived in San Francisco was with my old high school friend Anthony King, in a house in the Excellsior District. Along with 2 Filipinos Merit and Mandy. They were best friends for 25+ years. Anthony and I had beed friends for around 16yrs. So it was 2 pairs of best friends living together. And we got along really well for the most part. Except Mandy was really nosey. He used to open the corners of our in coming mail. He would always ask personal questions, but he refused to answer himself. So I stopped aswering his. hahahahahaha I remember one Christmas season, and I was dating this guy named Bob. I had just gotten home and heading to my room, Mandy was coming up from downstairs, and he askes me, "were you out spreading holiday cheer with Bob?" I said, yes I was but you can ask him, he's right behind me. Bob said, "yes he was and now we're going into his room to fuck, do you wanna watch?" Mandy's face went crunch crunch!!! hahahahahaha You would have thought that he would have learned his lesson but that only lasted for a few days. hahahahahahaha Some people are just too nosey for their own good. hahahahaha

OH! before I move on, one day, we were all home and watching Tv and just chilling and there were some other Filipino guys over. And Merit goes into the kitchen to make us all a beverage. So he comes in and starts handing out the beverages. I take the glass and I"m looking at the concoction and I'm thinking, What the fuck is this? There was corn whole kernels on the bottom, shaved ice and some kind of froth on top. I tasted it, but it was bland and lifeless. LOL I thought I was gonna barf! So I got up and got myself a soda. hahahahahaha I dont recall what it was called, but it was a glass full of crap. hahahahahaha

So I lived there with Merit, Mandy and Anthony for about 8yrs. Anthony moved out first. He was working at the Post Office and had met another mail handler named "Jr". A really hot Mexican. Jr bought a townhouse up in the hills above Daly City and he and Anthony moved into it. They were together when Anthony finally succumbed to HIV. Anthony had been positive for years prior to meeting Jr and he lied to him when they first got together. I dont know how he got his health or life insurance because he was positive b4 he even got hired at the Post Office. Anthony died in Oct 1993, at the tender age of 31. We were on the outs at the time. I had been over to the townhouse and we were going to have a sleep over and just hang out. I was there also checking up on Anthony and making sure he was eating and stuff while Jr was at work. Anthony, had salmonella at the time. We had been out running around a few weeks b4 and had gone back to the townhouse. We were hungry and instead of going out, Anthony offered me some chicken that Jr had cooked the night b4. We nuked it and stood at the counter picking off of it and talking. You know, "girl talk". hahahahahaha What we didn't know, that the chicken was infected with salmonella. My immune system wasn't compromised. So, the germs just passed right through me, but Anthony developed a fever and fell in within a week. So he was in the hospital for about 2weeks. And when he got out he went back home and like I said, I was helping to take care of him. But one evening, Anthony, got a bug in his wig and started being rude to me. So I got mad and told him to go fuck himself. I packed my bag and walked out the house. Told Jr, that I felt sorry for him to have to deal with such an ASSHOLE! Now they lived up in a remote section of town, no buses up that way and I didn't have a car at the time. So I was hoofing it down the hill towards Mission Street, so that I could catch a bus down to Geneva or somewhere. But a few mins later Jr pulled up and apologized for Anthony and asked me if I wanted a ride home, I refused at first. But he was being so nice, that I finally gave in and he took me home. I never saw Anthony alive again. We had had a very tumultuous relationship anyway. He always thought he was just so fine that he could say or do whatever he wanted. And keeping me around, the ugly fat friend, always made him look even better. In his eyes. It took me a long time to realize that. And there were times when he could be so nice and a true friend, and others when he was a real ASSHOLE. I wont go into too much detail on this matter, because it's not nice to speak ill of the dead.

So then I moved out of Mandy's house into a studio down at Taylor and Ellis Streets, right across the street from Glide Memorial Church. When they used to have the Turkey giveaways, I could walk out my door and cross the street. I only lived there for about 1.5yr. Luckily for me, I got a better job, I had been an answering service operator. But I went back to working Security and got a job again with ABM Security. And I ended up moving up the street to a nice 3 room studio on the 2nd floor at 455 Hyde Street, yeap, the same building that my longtime friend Matthew Holtz lived in. He was on the 9th floor and I was on the 2nd floor. I really liked living there. The 38 Geary bus stopped up on O'Farrell Street, just up to t he corner and across the street. I lived on the 2nd floor for just over 1yr and then moved downstairs to the first floor to a larger 3 room studio. In that building there were 2 sizes of apts. Same exact layout, but if you had the larger apt, you had french doors that led from the main room to the dinnette. So basically there were 4 rooms to those apts. If you had the smaller one, you had a tiny entry hall, 1 small closet, and 1 large walkin closet, a large main room, that led into the dinnette and then the kitchen. If you had the larger apts, you would have a large entry hall, 2 small closets and 1 large walkin closet then a door leading into the kitchen and then between the large main room and the dinnette were french doors and an archway between the dinnette and the kitchen. Cool!

So the building got sold to some slum lords and they were trying to buy up as many apt buildings in SF that they could and then jacking up all of the rents.

So I ended up moving in with Larry for the short term, I thought. I had been chatting on line with lots of guys, one of them being MT. He was living 3hrs outside of Tokyo. But the company he worked for was forming a partnership with one in Arizona and he was going to be the Liasion between the 2. So he was going to be transferred to Chandler Az. For how long, we're not sure....6mos to 1yr maybe longer. So I went to go visit him Aug 28th 2000. I cant say it was love at first sight. He looked a lot slimmer in person than he did on line. And the jeans he was wearing , it looked like he didn't have much of an ass. LOL So we get back to his apt. And we were chilling and hanging out. Then we went to dinner, we came back and he leans over to me on the couch and askes me if I wanted to fuck him. I said, hell yes! So that was the start of it. We had been friends for 4yrs at least prior to meeting face to face that day. I ended up staying only 3 or 4 days. And then I went back to Oakland. We continued to chat on line and talk on the phone. When I was there I helped him study English and I used to quiz him. And of course I taught him lost of slang sayings. hahahahahaha Making him seem very hip to his coworkers. So I went back in 3 weeks. Back then it was pre 911/2001 and so it was easy to fly and Southwest kept running specials, I could fly to Phoenix for like 100.00 r/t sometimes. I started going back and forth quite a bit and staying longer and longer. This was good because Larry had run off and married some skank he met online. And she was a very controlling and rude ass bitch! Her name was Janey or something like that. I didn't like that bitch one bit! She was a lazy nasty ass gold digging slut. Larry used to be a fuckup, but somehow he snagged a good job at PGE paying $40,000.00/year plus benefits. Anyway, it was nice to get out of there and go see MT. We were having such an awesome time exploring the Phoenix metro area. We would take weekend trips to Tucson, or Yuma, or Mexico. We went to Las Cruses NM for the weekend. Then another time we drove to Fort Worth TX(?) to go to Mexico that way.

Another time, we drove from Chandler Az, to NM, TX, LA, MI, TN and then to Ark. Our goal was to drive to FL, but we spent too much time in New Orleans. We had such an awesome time there. The food was awesome and we found a really nice hotel that included a full breakfast. We would go down and you could have eggs to order, make your own waffles, hashbrowns, lots of fresh fruit, pastries, muffins, cereal, etc. All you can eat!!! That's my kind of place. hahahahahaha So when we finally left Ark and headed back, we went to OK then back to NM and finally AZ. We stopped off at a lot of nice historical sites, Graceland in TN, the Oklahoma Memorial, French Quarter in LA, that was a LOT of driving but we had such an amazing time.

So I went back to live with Larry in Jan 2005. But it was too cold there and after all of that Janey drama, I decided that I wasn't going to keep putting up with his crazy ass gfs and all of his pot smoking. So, I asked Matt and Jacob, my long time friends who had suddenly become land mogals up in Sacramento if they had any apts for rent. Jacob came over and got me on a Sunday and we drove up here to Sac and he took me on a tour of all of their properties. He had a 4plex over on kenwood that he was having trouble keeping renters in. But I liked it. It was a 2bdrm/1 bath huge front yard and a large backyard. So I picked the one with the biggest patio, #4. I signed the lease and then I started packing. I rented a truck from Uhaul and drove up here with my 1993 Ford Explorer on a trailer. I moved in there 2 Mar 2005

So like I said earlier, MT was only going to stay here for maybe a year, but a year turned into 5. He didn't return to Japan for good until Jan 2005. I thought that we could keep up the long distance romance. And he came back in Jul 2005. I showed him around Sac and we had a nice visit, but he was only here for 4 days. He didn't come back at Christmas time like he promised.

But I went to Japan in April 2006 for Golden Week. We stayed in a nice little hotel in Tokyo near Ueno Station. That first night we went to a bar near the train station and had THE most delicious salad and noodle soup. I was so full!! I couldnt even finish the soup. hahahahahaha

Unfortunately I was at my heaviest then, at least 410 lbs. And it's not true that the Japanese people are so nice and dont like hurting people's feelings. Saving face. That's all reserved for people they know and respect. Or people that are above them in life. I was made fun of a LOT in Japan. More so that here in the USA. People would laugh in my face and call me fatso. Like I didn't know that already? HELLO!!! But inspite of that, I still managed to have a really good time there. We went on a bus tour that included a boat ride and lucheon on the boat. The food was really good on the boat.

I'm skipping over a lot of stuff, but I'm just sticking to some of the highlights. hahahahahaha

MT and I take the train to Iwate to visit his house and so that I can meet his parents who live with him. I was really nervous, and unfortunately I fell ill on the train going to Iwate. I got a fever and just felt terrible for the whole 2 days that I was at Mt's house in Iwate. Too bad, I really wanted to see Hanamaki City and go to the spa he was always taking his mom to. When we went back to Tokyo, one night after some hell of good Korean BBQ we went to a bathouse. Mt went up to one floor and watched tv. I went to the orgy room and had sex with a 59yr man. We just traded bjs, no fucking. But he was HOT! Nice uncut cock. Good kisser. hahahahaha

We went all over Tokyo, sumo district, electronics district, Ueno area, etc.
And then my week was up and I returned home to Sac.

My father passed away in 7 Jun 2004 and upon his death, after doing some research, I discovered that he and my mother NEVER divorced. That his "marriage" to Helen Smith was not valid and that they had lied to us all of those years. So I found an attorney and I evicted them out of my daddy's house. My half sister Kim...that fat bitch! And all of Helen's other relatives. Kim fought me tooth and nail but I won out. I sold the house and took most of the money. Payback is a bitch!!! Shortly after my father died, Kim and I were screaming at each other on the phone because she is not woman enough to jump in my face and talk all that shit. She knows I'd lay that bitch out with one punch. But she was trying to tell me that the wife gets everything, and I said, yes bitch, THE WIFE gets everything!!! Because I suspected at that time that my mother was still the wife. It took Social Security 9 months to investigate and discover that NO DIVORCE ever happened, and deemed my mother the lawful widow. But Helen had filed a probate petition naming her the wife. Well I filed papers advising the court that she was NOT the widow and that my mother was. At the next hearing after that, Helen withdrew her petition and the judge laughed her withdrawal out of court. Literally!!!! She said, "I think that's a good idea, since you are not the wife." through a round of laughter. OOOOHHHH SNAP!!! hahahahahahahaha Anyway, suffice it say, I won, they lost. I dont want to go into too many details because it was all a very stressful time in my life and I prefer not to dwell on bad things.

Back to me....I had been living on Kenwood for 3.5 yrs when I received a notice of default on Kenwood Street. Well I was panicing and thinking that I would end up homeless. But MT stepped up and gave me some money to help me move and luckily for me, that I didn't sit on my hands and I went out and started looking at apts. Sac has a HUGE inventory of Apts. I was looking at 3 and 4 places a day. All in all I think I looked at around 30 apts total. Some were dives and some were ok, but I really liked this one here on Castle Hill Court. It is almost dead center between Walmart and the closest 99 cents store to my old place. But now I am living above the freeway and hopefully on higher ground should the levees break again and there is widespread flooding up here again. hahahahahaha I moved in here almost 4yrs to the day that I moved into Kenwood. The only thing that I miss about the old place is the inside laundry, and the secluded one story apt. Here I have someone living above me and sometimes that fat cow is noisey!

Well that's it for now. I'll go back and fill in some of the missing stuff later. Like bfs and sex partys and etc. hahahahahaha Ciao!