Arm Wrestling Tatton at Subway (Part 2) – Mad Chaos: February 4, 1999

Skin Troubles Mount

Let me now take the time to also note that my body for the last week or two has been going through a debilitating stage. Such is that this self degrading of my body has brought forth problems like pimples that are coming out in an abundant nature over my body. The hot spots for frequent findings are on my face, my trapezius, my upper Chest, my shoulder blades and my legs.

The pimples on my legs are only from ingrown hair but the rest I blame on my greasy hands after or during eating that touches my skin to scratch. Then there is the problem of my skin peeling due to my days in the sun a fortnight or more ago and then the most dreaded of all, stretch marks. The little markings on my Chest that were told could be veins are still there right on the surface and I’m afraid that the two reddish spots on my left Bicep are growing stretch marks.

I hoped for the best but feared the worst upon seeing these marks on my Biceps trying to shrug off the worst possibility but talking with Tatton, Shawn and Keith tonight I gathered my fears were true. The marks on my calves are increasingly getting noticeable and if I keep up my robust attitude at the Gym there will be stretch marks on my Biceps, Chest and Back the size of those on my hamstrings.

Ralf Has a Wild Theory

One more thought before I continue with the day’s normal chronology and that is to speak of a stupid but sarcastic idea that Ralf had in his head. Worth mentioning, Ralf informed me that Asians will one day rule Australia, they will take over it in his eyes. Seeming that Asians will one day rule Australia Ralf had a master plan for them to continue their rule or simply, how he thought they would.

Firstly, Asians will own both the Lebanese who have multiple cousins in other countries and Aboriginals, known for pillaging. Lebanese will be seen as the higher of the two classes, just as there is a rich and poor society here today, no real middle class. The Asians will circulate money into the Australian economy by selling the Lebanese fancy cars, copious jewelry, Adidas pants, mobile phones and all else that goes with Lebanese folklore.

Then, Asians will hire out the Aboriginals to go steal it all back, or quite simply, give them enough dope to keep up their habit. This way the economy will always be in a surplus and the Asians will always win out. Thus, the Asians will be like Robin Hood where they get the Aboriginals to rob from the rich for poor pay and then give to the Asians. To rob from the rich and give to oneself, that is the Asian motto.

Do You Still Miss Me

Back now to my chronology, Lyssa gave me a call around 8:30 p.m. for the night. Now talk wasn’t centered on anything that important to chat about in here and we didn’t really talk for that long but one thing I can comment upon. Out of the blue Lyssa asked me “Do you miss me anymore” and I said that I do but in an uncertain way. Lyssa interpreted this and realized that I didn’t really mean what I said and then she thought to say “I admire your honesty, I don’t miss you either”.

That caught me by surprise also and I had to ask Lyssa if she was serious, she was being truthful. When I thought about it some more I didn’t have a problem with what I said as I realized that I didn’t really miss Lyssa anymore. There aren’t nights anymore where I sit at home and wish that Lyssa was lying next to me. Those feelings were plenteous when Lyssa and I were going out and months after they receded somewhat but I still felt very alone and in need of Lyssa.

There were nights about two months ago when I felt alone sleeping without solidarity but I’m over that now. There came a time when I didn’t need Lyssa over my house anymore and the need of her to be at my house was not within me anymore. Now, I can live without Lyssa and had it not been for the solitary that bids me to call everyday I would be totally over Lyssa. There are nights when the hours get late and I wonder why Lyssa hasn’t called yet and I do get upset and anxious but those days will soon take leave.

A Car Beep at Eleven

Lyssa and I chatted for twenty or so minutes and then she had to get back to doing whatever she was doing. For the rest of the night I was just mucking around on the computer when at 11:00 p.m. just as I was about to start my Diary I heard a car beep.

It didn’t sound like any car I knew so I mistook it for the next door neighbors but as it kept floating around out the front of my house I thought to check it out. Seeing that it was Keith in his mum’s car with Shawn and Tatton with him they asked if I wanted to head to ‘Subway’ and feeling like I wanted to head out and interact with others I grabbed a shirt, some shoes and was on my way.

Arm Wrestling at the Table

While at ‘Subway’ I ordered a small box of chips and as usual of my generosity towards the dollar bill, I shared it amongst my acquaintances. The talk began when I commented about my stretch marks and then everyone apart from Shawn had battle scars to show me. Tatton was mostly affected with his plump and butterball skin. It was here that I learnt what I needed to know about making the skin more elastic with Vitamin E cream and who taught me you think, none other than Mr. 80s, Tatton.

Soon after our little chat Tatton thought out of the spur of the moment to challenge me in an arm wrestle. I gather he challenged me because I was wearing my new black shirt and my Biceps looked a decent size, I guess he just wanted to see if my size would fare better now that I had it. Being humble I gave him his challenge and in all honesty I had doubts as to whether I would actually win. When the race of muscle was on I could sense my Biceps pretty much bulging out of my skin and I knew that this is where people’s eyes diverted to for a second.

The arm wrestle was pretty even for a second or two but then I took with force Tatton’s hand and in his words “It felt like you were going to snap my arm on the way down.” So, maybe this newly created muscle has its strengths and benefits after all. The three of them on the table seemed to think that I had an easy win and I gathered that this would start a fad of arm wrestling but no one decided that the courage was within them to step out.

Keith Gets a Mystery Call

Through the night at ‘Subway’ Keith received a call on his mobile phone and Tatton and I discussed who we thought he might be talking to as he jumped up to chat. It was unanimous that we both thought it would be Phoenix and we were correct, or could have been. The thing is that Keith got pranked by someone who blocked their number and Keith instantly thought it would be Phoenix, how lame. For that he called her mobile phone from a payphone and then decided to give her a call from his mobile phone.

This just could have been a sad excuse to call her, at least Tatton and I thought it was. Keith handed the phone over to Shawn who was just back from ordering food and he found that no one was answering on the other end. “I rang Phoenix’s phone but she’s only listening on the other end, she hasn’t said a word yet” Keith uttered. That little fad was soon over and I knew that Keith was thinking about heading over to her house because it sounded like he was invited over in that time of night.

Phone Bills and Morals

One more piece of information I will include of the night before I note that we headed home and that was the all of my day. Reminding me that Simon gave Keith his $100 for the phone (Which I was in the car at the time) he then informed me that the account was finally changed over to his name. Keith still hasn’t paid the bill with the money he was given by Simon and he doesn’t intend to pay it. So, I’m not going to be the only one that’s up on Simon if Keith goes through with this and whenever there’s money involved in Keith’s favor, he’ll do anything to own it.

Keith’s almost as bad as Simon is with money but as Simon just can’t seem to get his hands around enough money Keith just can’t seem to get his hands around enough scammed money. You see, Buck is also a scam artist but he has morals. Keith on the other hand will take money if it is flashed in his face and not care who owned it.

For example, if there was a baby in a pram with some candy and no one else present, Keith would be the one to steal that candy, as he has no morals. Simon on the other hand will think about it twice even if he is as hungry as a mother fucker.

Keith Cannot Keep Cash

This explains why Keith can never get enough money. By the fact that he got fired from Mobil that paid over $500 for trying to scam an extra $20 a night from keeping newspaper sales, that’s stupid. Then there’s the scam that Keith pulled off at his recent work where he took out over $1000 from the electronic funds transfer machine and didn’t bother as most else would have to share his idea and profits with the more needy.

Now Keith has no shame to steal from someone who has less than nothing and place him in greater dept than once was. Keith has no shame, no morals and with that can you explain how he can keep fucking Phoenix yet hold no regret or disgrace for his actions. Keith’s defense is that he’s not married to Tamsen so he could sneak around on her and it’s not that big of a deal. But, he stresses that once married he’ll change, uh-uh, no way…