Friday, I had a Catscan on my tummy. I didn't know it was possible, I thought it was just for the head, and the rest is an MRI but nope it was a catscan. Something referred to as a GI. I had to drink five huge cups of lemonade iodine and then get a huge injection of more iodine that left a metallic taste in my mouth. The injection was given to me by an automatic injection machine. It was cool to look at push iodine into my veins, but it was a shame that I didn't even get high. No I am just joking. Anyway, my tummy didn't like all of that stuff coming in to it. My stomach formed a small coupe' to take over my body. Not nice at all.
Later on that night after small shopping and good Uno's food Marisol and I saw the movie "Ray". Jaime Foxx was spectacular. It was a true wow. So much music, so much soul, so much drugs, so much cool ass stuff. Must, Must, Must see movie. It was a good night.

Saturday after work we went to the movies again and saw "Birth". The little kid acted a cool role, but at the end of it all the movie was a huge shit crumb. Yes it was. The direction was great, the acting was great, the cinematography was great, but the story was stupid as hell. It really was. The writers had a golden opportunity to do something great and they punked out. Didn't know how to finish a good beginning. The end was a complete cope out. It was bad to see them flop such a perfect opportunity to create a great movie. Oh well shit happens.

Halloween, kids in the building running around in costumes getting candy from their neighbors, it was a beautiful sight. I was working hard during all of this but I did have time to enjoy a moment here and there.
After Marisol made the most amazing Pernil that I have had the pleasure of digesting. And pasta, wow what great food. She has made my Sunday nights golden for a while now, and yesterday she just proved how consistent she is. Great, great great. I guess after such a shitty week (Literally and metaphorically) she made the rest great. Yesterday I gave my two and a half month notice at the building. The weekend of Jan 15th will be my last. I just have to get used to having my weekends. It will be something hard to get used to. Hey I can do it, it wont be that hard! I will miss the building but I know I will keep in touch with a group of people there, so it will just be process of moving forward. It gets hard at times but it must be done.