ebay scammers, 5.24.22

so last night i made an ebay sale. as i go to print the shipping label, i recognize the name. it was the guy who tried to scam me during christmas of 2019. when i went back to my emails from then, i confirmed it was the same guy at the same address. i blocked him, but he bought from another account. i checked his feedback left for others, and he’s up to the same bullshit. he says items are broken, then he asks for a partial refund. what’s ironic, is that he bought the same exact shorts he did two years ago. i literally spent all night tossing and turning. i hate that sellers on ebay are powerless when it comes down to scammers. i’m for sure not sending the shorts to him. i contacted ebay, but we will see what happens. the worst that will happen is negative feedback, but i still do not want that. i don’t know why i let these trivial things get to me, but i guess i hate feeling taken advantage of. they say occurrences that repeat themselves in your life are because you haven’t learned your lesson. i guess i haven’t learned my lesson, because instead of focusing on this ebay shit, i should be redirecting my energy towards something more fulfilling, more productive for my life. somehow i’m still skressing, smh.

i wanna beat his ass so bad, i can’t stand scammers.

-ratha, 1:14pm, 5.24.22

5 rounds at the park, 5.23.22

today bagel and i did a record 5 rounds at the park. that’s 2.85 miles according to my apple watch. it really goes by quick once you find a podcast that you like. we saw an older white gentleman with an older pitbull. of course bagel tries to lunge at him, but that guy was so kind. he asked how old bagel was. i said he’ll be 10 in september. his pit is 11 and says that he keeps him in shape. i told him bagel keeps me in line as well. when i saw him for the last time, he wished me a good evening. i told him i’d see him around, especially with the weather getting warmer. 5 rounds got me kinda dead. i didn’t sleep well last night, so i’m hoping tonight i’ll get a good night’s rest because i know bagel will for sure.

maybe we’ll try 6 rounds next time.

-ratha, 8:42pm, 5.23.22

yearly sequoia maintenance, 5.22.22

my dad said something to me a while back that stuck out to me. he says either something goes wrong or he wants to upgrade something at the house every year around spring. the year before it was the water heater, last year was the a/c, so on and so forth. i kind of feel the same with the sequoia. more so upgrades than fixing things, but in 2020 i got new tires, last year i fixed the gaskets, and this year i have to undercoat it. today i got my oil changed, bought a new rim so naturally i had to purchase a new tire for the spare, and i got my tires rotated and balanced. i still have to undercoat it, but today was all about the sequoia. i may have to get my rims redone as well, but i may save that for next year.

next year seems so far away, perhaps i might get the rims done next month.

-ratha, 6:13pm, 5.22.22

updates and adventures, 5.21.22

your dad texted me today as i was headed to the park with bagel. he texted me a photo of his new whip. it’s a beauty. you know he loves his classics, so that’s what he had to cop. i remember when he came to visit you one time in charlotte when we lived together. you two were heading to the white water center. you went down before him and he stayed behind. he showed alexis and i a picture of a new chevy chevelle he copped. you told me about it earlier in the week, but i hadn’t actually seen a photo of it. when he showed us the photo i said it was fire, plus it was clean as hell. before he went to meet you downstairs, he told us that chevelle was going to be yours one day. that had to be less than two years ago. we’re getting further away from that moment, but it still feels so close in my heart.

love and miss you brother, you know i’m repping dns4ever forever.

-ratha, 9:24pm, 5.21.22

coming across a good burger, 5.20.22

i looked up a new restaurant to eat at. i’m trying to try 1 new restaurant a week. i’m hoping this introduces me to new food and to the roads around north shore. i came across a southern bbq joint in tewksbury. i walked in and they were playing live music. i’m personally not a fan of live music while eating, but they had baked beans on the menu so i figured i’d put up with it. i walked in and stood at the host stand for like 3 minutes. i caught eye to eye with a bartender, a waitress, and another worker. they didn’t come up so i said fuck it. i looked up american food and there was a restaurant 0.2 miles away. i pulled up and the lady was so kind at the host stand. my waiter was incredibly nice as well. i ordered onion rings, a cheeseburger, and fries. there was a mellow ambiance about the restaurant. i could hear the bar behind me, but at the same time, it was peaceful eating. the onion rings were so, so good. the fries were hot off the fryer, and the burger was actually damn good. everything was fresh and delicious.

probably better than what those baked beans would have been.

-ratha, 10:32pm, 5.20.22

arm pumping, 5.19.22

no matter how much things change, it seems as if tradition will find itself through generation after generation. on the way to work i got caught in traffic (as always) and i saw a line of school buses. every single bus, there were so many kids pumping their arms at truck drivers trying to get them to honk their horn. i don’t know where that tradition first came from or who i learned it from, but i did it as a kid, too. it made me remember when we were caught up in traffic one time visiting california. i pumped my arm at a trucker and he just smiled. he didn’t honk his horn and i felt so embarrassed that i asked chan for his trading card binder. i held it up over my face until the traffic had passed us lmao. when i came back down to earth after reminiscing, the kids were still arm pumping.

i had to get off on exit 21 to get to work, but i hope they got a few honks out of truckers on this morning commute.

-ratha, 9:23am, 5.19.22

the last piece of chocolate, 5.18.22

the vp of process development came into the lab. he was walking around, then he comes and says hi to me and asks about my dad. i tell him my dad is doing better, but he’s going through this phase of testing positive then negative then positive. then he asks how toxicology is going. afterwards, he tells me to stop by his office. i find him an hour later and he invites me into his office. he opens some chocolate and tells me to have a piece. i took the very last piece. he hands me an envelope and congratulates me on my promotion. it caught me off guard, but i told him thank you and that i appreciated it. we have a short conversation before i walk out. because i didn’t want anyone to ask me about the envelope in my hand, i folded it up and put it in my back pocket. as i leave, i sit in the car and look at the envelope. the number surprised me. it’s 23% more money than i was making before. although grateful, i didn’t feel much more. i didn’t feel excited. i didn’t feel as hyped up as i thought someone should in my position. this is what i worked for last summer, where i skipped going back home for what would’ve been my last time seeing dono. even if dono was here, i’d still feel the same way i’m feeling now. they say promotions are what they give you to forget about your dreams which means i’m in a dangerous place.

though i feel i’ve been in a dangerous place, this cements things even more.

-ratha, 8:24pm, 5.18.22

heating up, 5.17.22

update on yesterday, as i was driving home, the clouds were getting grey. i thought of delaying the park trip until closer to the weekend, but when i got home i said fuck it. bagel and i went to the park and did 4 rounds, which was 2.33 miles. besides him lunging at a german sherpherd when we first got there, everything else went smooth. today might be the same, but a coworker of mine saw me after the gym and asked if i was going to hoop with them after work at 5pm. i’ve been wanting to hoop, but i also enjoy going to the park in this nice weather with bagel. also the heat play the celtics tonight and i’m hoping the heat will sweep them lol. if the lakers weren’t my team, it would be the heat. plus i hate the celtics, so this series works out in my favor if the heat win. looks like i’ve got some decisions to make.

minor, but still, this is good practice in my ambitions to be more decisive.

-ratha, 11:33am, 5.17.22

first day back, 5.16.22

my sleep schedule has been so messed up since i’ve been at home that i woke up for work this morning at 4:30am. instead of going back to sleep, i got up after laying still. i brushed btg’s teeth, listened to the new ep for crime junkies, and got ready for work. i drove in, went to the gym, then hit a meeting. there’s not much to do today, so i’m thinking of dipping after lunch. the plan is to beat traffic and hit bagel with a surprise trip to the park.

though we all know plans change, my thinking is different this time around.

-ratha, 11:24am, 5.16.22

my dog michael corleone, 5.15.22

i finished all 3 godfathers today. them movies is amazing, i can’t even hold you. they say the third godfather wasn’t that good, but i thought it was pretty captivating. it’s hard to compare to the first two, but alone as is, it’s damn good. i gotta channel my inner michael. it’s got me inspired. for whatever reason, i take a liking to characters that make a lot of money in illegal ways whether they are real or fictional. characters like michael corleone and pablo escobar tap into some type ambition deep in my soul. well pablo isn’t a character, but you get the point. the godfather is definitely a masterpiece, i gotta read the book now.

i know, i’m doing things backwards but that’s been my life thus far, so it’s par for the course at this point.

-ratha, 7:11pm, 5.15.22