A Peanut I Am

Ok, so I know people say i’m way too friendly, it’s true I am. I give people way more credit than they really deserve, I treat some better than I should and in all honesty, I’m just too fucking nice. I don’t care, that’s me, I sure can be an asshole if you fuck that shit up so it evens out nicely.

Anyway, i’m such a nice guy that I let 4 cute Asian chicks and Alexis crash at my place, yes, THAT cool of a guy. SO yesterday afternoon we went out and had hot dogs for lunch, ha, watching these sexy lil Asian chikitas devour those hot dogs was….pretty entertaining to say the least. Woot there for sure.

Although I was tempted to show them how a real hot dog is eaten, i decided to let them handle it the best way they know how, haha, i probably smirked the whole time too. Sick bastard i am, i know. Anyway we spent most of the day shopping for myself, had to get stuff for the apartment and while i was doing that ended up getting random stuff, shorts, some tshirts, wireless mouse and CD’s and stuff. Anyway we all came back to mind to play pool, Philip dropped by for a few and he had a laugh at these girls playing,absolute mess.

The next thing you know, i’m waking up, like 30minutes ago, only to find 4 Asian girls and a half something Alexis sprawled out either on my bed, on the floor or on the couch, passed out.

I don’t know how to best explain all this, and I really don’t think I should try, but here’s one of them, Huong, she can juggle billiard balls yo and has killer abs. don’t you love an Asian (or any girl for that matter) with just the right abs? toned and all just…sexy and shit? yeah.

Well they’re waking up and all, I just told Huong i took pix of her while she was asleep, her only response was ‘did i look ok?’ umm, yeah babe, you looked hot ‘ok then’ …alrighty… oh and yes, i had to like uncover her face a little and no i didnt peek under the blankets? haha

No further comment, i mean…what else is there to say.

So a few days ago me, Dave and Ben, along with others we know got invited to Heathers birthday party at her place. We figured what with all of them being models and all, that it would be a pretty cool birthday bash, and it was. Besides the cool music, nice classy folk and pretty wild card games and booz, it was pretty relaxing, she lived on the top floor so had also setup stuff on the roof, was nice to hang out there, pretty calm and surreal. Anyway no party or birthday bash would be complete without me and Ben doing something stupid. It’s how we are, either a bet that will go wrong or cause a commotion, well in a way the bet we made did both!

There was this girl drinking everything in sight at around 9 I think it was, me and Ben made a bet, I said she would not last till midnight before she’s hella drunk or passed out, and it was on. We would lose sight of her and run around looking under shit to make sure she had not passed out without our knowledge, this chick could drink! At around 11;30 the mighty boozer gave way and she was all over the place, I had won! Ben knew what was coming his way.

Now I wont go into detail as to what it is he had to do exactly for losing the bet, but the finished result of committing to the bet looked something like this; (you gotta love those slightly anorexic models)

Never make bets with me, i never lose

This post was inspired by muffin, actually it’s pretty much the same concept, it’s the same title and all too, aren’t I lucky that I have someone who now does the thinking up of blog post ideas for me? me luvs my muffin

So anyway, here are some of the words I use online, and a few in person that most of you wont know the meaning to.

Woosaa: is what I use when I’m excited, or taken back by something, some what of a surprised word I use instead of the traditional wow. It’s also something I say under my breath when im annoyed in an amused kinda way? yeah…

Woosh: this is the sound i make rather than a word I say, right after I have come out of the shower and get online. It’s more a word I type to let everyone know that i’m squeaky clean, half naked, and pretty wet. Why i share this with others is beyond me, but i do.

Ugh: it’s not the “uhh.. i dunno” kinda ugh, it’s more of a ‘ugh, that chick is freakin huge’. It’s usually said out in disgust when spoken, when I type it it’s either a in disgust sort of ugh, or more likely a annoyed sort of ugh, or even a ‘you’re pretty annoying right now’ sort of ugh. get it? ok.

Meh: whatever, sort of thing, i dunno, i suppose, i guess. It’s pretty much what meh means, i don’t think i say this one more so a typed word.

Girlie: something i say to females im friendly with, anyone with friend status or above will get called that from time to time, not that I wont use your name too but it is rarely said to some chick I can’t stand or dislike.

Hoe: i say it a lot, and whore, i am foul mouthed ok? So yeah, If i get annoyed i’ll look a girl right in the face and tell her to stop being a whore, or stop acting like some hoe or something, it’/s usually said in retaliation to unwanted flirting but Ive been known to wing it around from time to time.

Doritos: Vagina. simple really, yes there are the ones you can eat, but I usually don’t mean those kind when I refer to Doritos.

Mother Fucker: is pretty self explanatory.

Is all good: something I say when I don’t want to bother the person I’m talking to or just don’t want to get into it, another way of saying ‘not all that great’

*grin*: When I grin real big on messenger it means one of two things, either i’m up to something or im really happy. It can, rarely though, mean that you’re absolutely boring the living shit out of me, not that shit is exactly living.

Chickie: term used to describe cute chick, friendly way of recognizing prettiness.

Muffin: luv her.

Not much of a secret there, as tame as I seem online, or in the mornings, when I get a little buz in me, it’s on, and let me tell you, it was on last night. We had a wicked time, and at one point we thought we were going to watch the debate, but half way through I think we were all pretty much soaked in some kind of alcohol. We decided to head down to a club that philip knew of, and boy was it crazy.

I went down knowing I was going to blog about it so I took my cybershot hoping to at least catch one blog worthy photo, at the rate i was consuming shots and all other drinkable liquids within a 20foot radius, i knew id be lucky if i got the one perfect shot. But oh yes i did. Tess brought along this insane friend of hers, Kim, by insane I mean almost my sort of insane. She was sober on the way there when really i thought she was def high on speed or something haha very hyper Chiquita and insanely good dancer, thumbs up there.

Dave and Ben were their usual selves, dancing drinking flirting with random chicks and heck i think Ben managed to get his game on with Alexis LMAO. As stroke would say, ‘they got down’ on the dance floor, grinding and grinding and…grinding.

Philip and Tess were doing their own kinky ass freaky dancing which I still have to get, the rest just having fun really. That’s really all I remember, the rest, most anyway, was pretty blurry! All I know is we danced a lot, drank a lot, had a lot of fun, and I did my fare share of flirting if any of you are wondering, hey it’s only natural for a guy as good looking and amazing as me to do so, right? hahaha but on a more serious note, it was good fun, glad Dave (my bro) is here too, def going to go crazy tonight too.

So yeah wtf happened with the debate? LOL

Who cares right? Most of you reading this probably know me, and know a little about me. I rarely share a lot about my personal life online, but after talking to Ben my cousin for a good 35min about life, cars, girls and black female bus drivers, I decided I might as well share something with you guys to help some get to know ‘me’ better.

So here’s a little about me (most know who i am now so this isn’t as private a blog as I had hoped it to be…not that I care much anymore so here goes).

I’m Michael Kane, the guy who’s done it all. I’m somewhat arrogant but not without reason, it’s true, I can be opinionated but I’ll only share what I think with those I give a shit about. I’m foul mouthed but polite, at times. I’m half British therefor naturally have a sarcastic sense of humor.

When I was young I was expeled out of more private schools than I care to remember, I don’t think public schools would have ever let me attend to be honest, yes that bad. I love fast bikes and cars, have crashed my bikes more than 8 times, seriously hurt twice yet i fully recoverd. I don’t have any visible scars except one above my eyebrow, which most women find hot anyway. I’m physically fit and in better shape than 96% of America, and I plan to remain this way till im physically unable to maintain this physique.

I do care about looks and try to dress smart and what not. Teeth are a big thing, love perfect white teeth, if you got a set of pearly whites i’ll be forever friends. I don’t judge people, never have never will. I eat healthy, not much of a sweet tooth but I do love me some Skittles. I kick boxed for more years than i care to remember, and have long since shed my snappy shove in the face ways, parkour is something I rarely practice anymore. I’m a passionate lover and can be very romantic at times although I’m not a flower getter kind of guy. Loyal when I’m with someone, otherwise I can be a pretty bad flirt, yes, a really bad one. sue me.

I am an adrenalin junkie, I have bungy jumped, dived off cliffs, para sailed, scuba dived, jumped out of a hot air balloon (also bungy jumping) and done a lot more things of that nature. I have been to over 25 countries and speak 3 languages ok, nkow words here and there in 2 others. I love cars, have some i don’t think i will ever part with.

I think im naturally attracted to Asians, it’s more of a sexual attraction, I don’t know I can’t help it damn it. I can flip and turn on someone faster than anything you have ever seen if given reason, I usually lash out but tend to just weigh it out before I do, if the person means a lot I rather just cut their safety harness and let them slip out of my life, if it’s someone I care less about ill ignore them unless I need to be an asshole, in which case… *smirk*

Yes I do have an evil side of me, I like to make fun of people sometimes and i do it to their face, but Im really a caring person. I’m not a pushover and hate being told what to do, If I change or do something a different way it’s always because I want to. I don’t compromise, sorry. I live a mellow easy going spoiled lifestyle, everyone knows that about me, I do what I want when i want, I do have goals, and the drive to do lots of things but after going all out for the past few years and working 15+ hour days sometimes, I’ve decided I’ll just chill till my kick ass ways are needed or called upon some way again

Oh and I can’t spell why i type for the life of me, if you have a problem with that you can go fuck yourself in all honesty. (the above was not spell checked, so f.u julez lmao)

Yeah that’s enough…I’d go on about my love for noodles, sushi and grilled cheese sandwich among other things like my habit of not using a towel after i shower or only wearing underwear that has been previously ironed and so on but i’m sure that will just confuse and freak out some of you, so I’ll behave

I’ve been fighting this killer migraine, not being able to even sleep, and I would turn to look at my laptops screen from time to time. Let me just say, how it really shows when people care, when people message you from time to time to see how you’re doing, how you’re feeling, tell you they hope you get well soon and all that. Ok so I don’t have some crazy illness, but it’s thoughtful and I like it a lot, something I do to many of my friends, randomly message them even if they do appear to be offline or something. To top that off, these people seemed to turn away from the on going debate at the time to….message me? To just drop off little notes. Man am I a lucky dude.

It means a lot to me, even if some don’t realize it to have people ‘let me know’ i’m being thought of, because I honestly do the same back, so to those that offlined me, even though I still have the worst headache I have ever had in my life, to the point where the sound of the keys is making me squint, i’m going to thank each and every one of you, because you seriously made my night, oh and I’m going to type it up in MSWord first so I can add them in alphabetic order, so no one complains about not being the first name on the list

Amber
Ben
Brad
Cricket
Dave
Francesca
Julie
Justin
Kev
Kim
Nancy
Nat
Rachel
Rickie
Stroke
Tanya
Tess

You guys rock.

Oh and 2 great friends are here with me, i couldn’t cancel dinner with them and they have been more than amazing just pampering the whining fuck which I have become due to this headache, Alexis, Mushroom Man, you both rock hardcore. I’m actually typing this as they’re reading it before they head out, ha. ok enough, need to rest up a bit

(This is me thanking the friends i don’t usually thank, to the others, you know who you are, you don’t need mentioning…thank you)

What’s up? Yeah, I’m doing pretty good considering the fact that i’m absolutely knackered (very tired?) and awake this fucking early…. I did sleep, for a few hours, but yeah. So anyway I did get a few new things for my place but have decided anything else that is done here, has got to be done by a woman, I pass. But i did take Noura’s advice, you absolutely rock girl, I owe you a coffee, or beer, or something you name it! Place looks tons better, think it’s missing something but love how i have me ‘red’ couch to sit at and read early in the mornings or at night with a window view…yeah, check it out.

On another note, I have these audio clips, one from yesterday morning, yesterday evening, and this morning, that were supposed to get published once i finished with them. This iphone plugin where i can record something, title it and hit send, shoots it to me email addy and then gets published, alas that pile of shit didn’t work, it all landed in here as unpublished, i’ll time stamp those posts accordingly and add them later, it’s 8;30 and im off to pick up a friend, we’re going to hang at this cafe I was told was cool, we’ll see.

Toys, i mean all guys like toys, and i’m no exception. I like anything shinny, gadgety, and I suppose I have a sweet tooth for electronics. So, I needed a tv in my bedroom, my den part of the bedroom was pretty bland with a couch here and there, table, vase there, one over there. Just needed something to spice it up and a place for me to lay in the evenings while on my laptop, easier if I got sleepy. yeah, I hate to lift a finger if I don’t have to, no not really, but a home is one that should represent comfort and that’s what I aim at. So anyway went out and got myself a simple, not too fussy plasma. I need another dvd/vcr player, might even need some other stuff for the living room cause i dragged it all into the bedroom. Def need to fix up the place still, yeah.

Anyway, here’s what it all looks like, picture up on the wall was thanks to Alexis, she picked a ton out for me, helped decorate a lot of it while I did absolutely nothing. Wooot
It looks clean, LMAO mainly because I am super organized, and it’s a bedroom don’t spend that much time in there, and when I do it’s late or super early and at those times I’m usually mellow and can’t get up to much.

I plan to fix it all up tonight though, kinda don’t like how everything is laid out, might go to this cool store I passed yesterday and nab a glass table or two, something funky and a couch or just move stff around, I don’t know we’ll see. If anyone has ideas let me know, I like to get creative but I like to have others think for me more though. Enough typing!

(added one that shows the bed so eli gets how it can be a bedroom too.)

I have been challenged to a twitter race, I’ll disclose more later, nuff said.

PS (shortest blog post ever for me woot)

Moving to Manhattan has been an eye opener, finally living it up and not feeling guilty. I have no idea why I used to in the first place. So what sparked the change, I suppose realizing (and not in an arrogant way) that I deserved better. No offense to some old friends reading this, but if I stop contacting you it’s because I am changing my email IDs and just shedding that extra weight. Drama is something I don’t want, nor are headaches, heart ache and just plain retardedness or even gayness, and im not talking about the homosexual type, more so the annoying type.

Basically I only want to commute with people I can relate to or are a little like me, similar mind sets, class and in all fairness, people who I will get along with or do get along with in real life, otherwise there’s no reason why we should talk. I’m sure some of you have better things to do!!

So hello new life, new friends, new Email IDs and new beginning, and good bye to the warn out old stuff I don’t need dragging behind me all the time

Sometimes Apple Pie sounds great…because it is…sometimes though the apple is so good, you’re afraid of making apple pie with it so as not to have it go wrong and taste horribly bad, so you sacrifice a little, and stick to just the apple, which you know will taste good no matter what. Yes I know, i’ve lost it, it’s ok…think I have finally figured out what the apple was trying to say

I def can’t sleep and I need some entertaining while i figure out why YIM wont work now, i was JUST on there like 10minutes ago, who’s still awake out there?

…anyone?

Today has been a good day for me. Went out for breakfast with brian, got some furniture, afternoon consisted of a quick workout at the new gym i’m at and a swim (yeah we got pools in new york baby.) Then earlier, went out for a quick dinner with Alexis and her guy, was fun and we’re all getting along fine. My brother seems to be doing better, I’m actually thinking of visiting him next week now.

All day though, I’d log onto YIM, see if someone had left me a message, surely enough I log on to find hundreds, but the one i’m looking for is not there. Check from my phone while out and about, yet still, nada. Log on now, and nothing…that’s alright, I guess i’m the one who’s always expected to message eh? Is that really the case? I mean that person has been online, just has not bothered to message me I guess. yeah my heart is broken into a million pieces

Anyway, what’s on my schedule for tomorrow then? Going to buy a damn pool table that I hope fits in the room I have in mind, otherwise it will pretty much have to go in my den, which to me is a little private for just anyone to go in there for a round of pool or two you know? We’ll see how that goes!

I can’t help it, I just can’t stop playing this insane little game. It’s frustrating that i’m stuck at the first part still. Ugh!! Damn it muffin, you could have given me an easier game to play So anyway here’s my challenge, get a higher score than me without using up as many lives. Winner gets to take me home for a night. No just messing, winner gets umm…a pat on the back! (trying to stop the whole betting thing, it’s a bad habit ugh)

So let the fun begin, here’s that damn crazy acorn online game

Ha so my last post was a little extreme. Waking up this morning I was like, fuck no. It wasn’t the hangover, it was the thought of spending an hour or so doing nothing but jumping from one social network to another, how some people do it is beyond me. So anyway i’ll be selecting a couple to keep track of, and if I find time to play with others i’ll let you know. Highlighted below are places i’ll drop by from time to time for sure (or use or whatever).

Anyway, it’s funny how just a while back I had so many rules set out for when it came to meeting that right girl. Figured most I had met till now were the wrong ones I guess. See I still have a bunch but something has changed, or I guess it’s more, something has happened that made me realize, most rules don’t really matter or make much a difference when that someone is special, just that special. Guess it took me a while to figure out, she doesn’t have to be perfect to be the one…so yeah….

Off I go!

Yeah we all know I can be a little crazy sometimes, but that’s ok. So I had like 30minutes of nothing to do just now and decided to do something crazy. It’s not really considered crazy as I’m sure thousands of people do this for fun, but for me it’s a PITA (pain in the ass - to those illiterate and web jargon) soooo…I’m going to register on like over 30 different social networks. Ok, so that’s a lil tinny bit crazy of me to do, just cause I prob wont ever have time to update them right? Well that’s not the full extent of my crazinesses.

I plan to keep them updated and use them, every day. Yeah I know, I’ll probably fail at that but hey it’s a little experiment I’m going to try out. Above are some of the accounts I already have, add me to whatever you have but don’t go msg crazy to make my life harder on them I’m like going to spend 2min on each every day at most!! The more I register to the more icons you’ll find in the side bar. Fingers crossed I don’t lose my mind!!

So yeah I have done some crazy shit in my life, but this is insane. I think i have fallen off this ball at least 15 times in the few hours I have had it. All thanks to muffin who pretty much MADE me break in the middle of traffic, u-turn, where i should not have, parallel parked and went out ‘car still running - i know right?’ to get the damn ball before rushing back so as not to be late. I don’t know why I keep trying to sit on this thing, I’m so used to laying on the floor by the fire or like on the couch or on the bed, so every time I make a move I would on something stable i roll off the fucking ball. BUT I LOVE IT. K here’s me in the guest room packing stuff up. Ha!

(screen blurry cause i know what eli and some of the guys are capable of haha pains in the ass)

You know, something good happens to you, you give back a little, anyone ever do that? It’s not so much karma as much as it is this feeling I get. Can’t explain it. Anyway, want you lovie dovies to check this cool site out, Design Pride. Don’t ask, just do. It’s for a good cause.

(my shortest blog post to date, ever, but most meaningful no doubt)

So yes this will be a short one, but I have decided to go ahead and poke my nose where it does not belong, others bloggers business. I find myself randomly landing on other blogs, having the slightest idea how the fuck I landed there, but that’s ok, because now whenever I find myself in that situation, i’ll snap up a quick post and shoot it off in here, why? No idea. Seems like a random thing to do, being the random ordinary guy I am (i’m really special, trying to be more modest) so that’s what I will do.

Now i’m sure i’ll love some blogs while hating…despising? others. I will be brutally honest. I will look at a blog and blog about it based on its design, its content, its domain name (if it has one), and the blogger behind the blog. Also, just in case the haters out there decide to get funny, i’m going to blog about my own blog, yeah I know, i do…issues right?

So iampeanut.com does not have the most original/unique of designs, that’s fine, it does not even have a real logo, that’s fine too, I like it that way, it’s simple, clean and brown, a color  I love. It’s a calming color I guess, down to earth, humble? ha! Yeah…as for content, even though I have just started with nothing real constructive to add, I’m sure I inspired someone out there to cook a nice lunch, or think about running a bit, or at least entertained them for a good 5 minutes, if that is the case, then mission accomplished, even though that’s not my mission and I could care less if i’m entertaining or not. It’s a plus for sure.

The domain name, well heck, it’s not because its mine but because it is what it is, probably one of the most creative, amazingly cute names alive, given to me as a nickname by a truly good friend, I guess it just fits me sometimes. As arrogant, annoying, egoistic and self centered as I can be at times (damn boy stop with the bashing yourself already -modesty gah) I never have bad intentions, really never mean anyone harm (unless you manage to get under my skin, then i be wanting to run you over or something - of course i’d never do that either…i hope!). Therefor Peanut. I should ask why I was dubbed peanut though, maybe there are a whole bunch of peanuts out there and I’m just the peanut of all peanuts, I don’t know.

As for the blogger behind this blog, to simply put it….he has issues

Yeah I know, way to go peanut! Admitting it is the first step haha Hey it’s what I had to do, that way haters will have to be creative in their future bashing of me Ok, time to blog about this insane blog I have had open in my tab all day, will create a new post for it…wow, 2 posts in the same day, insane!

(oh and get this i did not spell check this post, I just typed slower than my usual. Yeah reading it over even i’m impressed.)

So it was a good day, woke up super fucking early, quick refreshing work out, longer shower than usual, wooooosh, it was ok, i had time. No breakfast just orange juice, then hit the road. Rushed by the office did some things, went to the bank later on hung out with Ben, just a fun busy day. Got back around 7.

So then I remember I had not ate and remembered elle’s sister and the whole grilled cheese drunken moment, don’t know why but there you have it, I was craving some good ol’ fashioned grilled cheese sandwich! I wont confess to the slice i messed up, but it was ok. Couldn’t find the plug for the actual grill so I had to improvise. Electric ovens are a bitch sometimes, gimme fire damn it. Ha but it turned out good, I decided against chunky fries cause i was lazy, still am, and hit the pickle jar. Ya!

So what now, just chilling, blogging here and there, listening to music, avoiding the whole packing ordeal for as long as I can. oh and check it out, these skate/surf boards are so fucking cool. Emailed them already, the second I get my hands on it i’ll share photos! Oh baby, seriously that thing is sexy.