Achieved nothing.

That's me yesterday. I achieved nothing. I had tons of things I could have done: cooked the shrimp I bought, cleaned my room, did my FAFSA, finished that hella big blanket I'm only half interested in, exercised, got my prescription, put a dent in my book... The list goes on. But instead, Kesi and I laid in bed from about noon til 8PM. I ate some cereal in that time period but he didn't have anything. I don't know how he does it. I can't function without eating within the first hour of waking. When I was sick I barely ate but I still had breakfast.

Anyways, we watched Dragonball Z. Why? Cuz he asked me if I wanted to and I said yes. Plus he sits and watches soap operas with me when he's around, and I secretly think he watches them when I'm not around too. He put together an interesting plot point that only people who really watch would know... Anyways, we watched DBZ ALL DAY. I did do my hair while watching... But I don't think I did such a bang up job with the twists, so I don't really call that an accomplishment.

At 8, we left the dungeon that is my room and went to the fridge. It was full, but yet there was nothing to eat! Plus we had kind of agreed to go to iHop, so off we went. I had my french toast with strawberry and banana, and he had 3 eggs and a pancake. We both had the yummy turkey sausage. I expressed my want to open a restaurant that served nothing but breakfast. Not like the ihop or waffle house which are breakfast joints but also serve burgers and steaks. I'm talking straight breakfast. Cereal, toast, waffles, fish cakes, anything you can put syrup on. And not just my kinda breakfast, but like, English breakfast like beans and toast, and stuff people shouldn't really be eating, like sandy eggo's. This is my dream people. Maybe when we have kids we'll have breakfast day, where every meal will be a breakfast.

After that we went to walmart and I stated that we needed to hurry up and get married so our friend could buy us a flat screen. We have a friend who thinks its wrong that I want a ring before Kesi makes a big purchase like a flat screen tv, and so I told him Kesi can buy the ring and the tv can be his wedding gift to us. My saying that somehow led to how I wouldn't compromise my dream wedding just to get a tv, and that I didn't want antying big, but that I did have specific ideas. Then I ran down a pretty extensive list of details, including where, what month, and what we'd wear. I thought he'd be a lil taken back, but he said, "not under the trees though, cuz I don't want the birds to get me." he also mentioned putting a velvet rope around himself cuz he'd be so fly, lol. This is why he's mine. We spend most of our relationship in wonderland.

We came home and watched Lost. This show is hitting me with consistently good episodes. Loves it! He asked a lot of questions, which I couldn't really just answer because the show is so intertwined that there's no simple answers. He said, "maybe I shouldn't watch this. I'm confused." no you should watch it! Just watch from the beginning. I had forgot it was still 2004 on the show until they showed a calendar.

So that's what I did yesterday. Maybe it wasn't a whole lot of nothing after all. I mean, it took me 20 minutes to type it up, lol. I do plan on doing a voice post eventually. Maybe tonight?
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Making the band episode 5

Woo! Miami! Almost a month to go baby! "its me snitches!" that's my song! Puffy is talking so effing much right now! And introducing like 80 people who will work on this album. Is Brian Cox sick? Why is he so skinny? He has a BIG head.

And that other guy needs to let those shades go. They don't have that nose notch. You know? What the eff? He has on some R Kelly joints or something. Is he a super hero?

Robert and Q. How are you listening to music with ear pieces in? No sir!

D woods! How come in the interview her hair is lighter? Its the same ugly do, but lighter. Please be an editing thing and not 2 ghetto assed wigs.

Aubrey wants a destiny's child situation. In that strong and independent thing. Did yall see Janet's bump where she's doing her puffy impression? I was cracking up! I think that was him word for word tho.

Day 26. That's an alright name I guess. Mmmhmm. Another example of bitch assness. Is that on Q or on Donnie? Call me at 555-bitch-assness. Lmfao!!! Dead!

I kinda like that "in this together" song. Aw junk Q and dawn caressing. Love, exciting and new... Aubrey is not hating, she's speaking up! I agree. The dudes are getting bangin songs and the girls are getting "I need you, love me" crap.

Ooh Robert is knocked! He gets the glow face like I do. Maybe its a brown skinned thing. But I've never been as drunk as he is, lol. Walking into walls? Yo he fell into the tub! "we better than everybody else in this bitch." ima start saying that when the truth is clearly not that. wait, drunk Rob made it to exercise and Willie didn't? Ms lady, come get ya boy.

I want a Marco! I need a Marco in my life. Just the abs though. Ooh Robert threw the eff up. And Willie is still sleep. Ooh puff's coming, and Willie just woke up, with his v neck tees. I really don't like v neck tees. I love puff's shades! But I mostly wear ones with rims, so...

(my brother caught the consumption from me, I just found out. Sorry bro!)

Michael. This isn't the same guy from previous seasons, is it? I guess not since he doesn't know shit about bad boy. 545 am? On a very good night I'm HEADED to sleep at that time. Aundrea's hair is so cute! Aubrey looks kind of alright without make up. I love dawn's reaction. It was kind of like a cartoon. Like she got hit in the head with an an anvil.

Ooh I remember that guy. DIVA! He was a straight mess. and he was one of few whose freckles I didn't like. He was abusive. Oh that's where I've seen Michael before. He was on one of those pageant shows. On E! I think. Mike: "who is this? What is he for?" these dudes are cracking me up! "do YOU know what a den mother is?" DIVA! I'm gonna do that all day. DIVA!

DK doesn't like this song. I don't either. Why is Aubrey dolled up? Is she going somewhere? Please say yes. Or she's gonna look crazy when she gets old if she's putting on arbitrary makeup.

"I predict yall aren't gonna make it." wow. Well, be on time and stop being sensitive. Diva actually refers to a man, so its an accurate description. They want Michael gone. Don't be mad at his vision!

Wow I'm caught up in the girls' argument. They want a good album! I sure wish I knew what puff was saying on that phone, lol. I wanna hear some powerful songs from DK. I don't need anymore "I need you baby" songs, I need "some ish I can ride to."

Ooh they're plotting. Mike gotta act like he's crying? What? They're gonna haze the den mother. That's so mean! What is this speedy tip toe-ing? They are a mess! I hate them right now. I'm cracking up at mike's fake tears. "I wanna go home!" dirty! Dirty! I hate them! They pushed him so hard!

Wow, the girls clammed the eff up now that puffy is here. Speak up ladies! Pimp and ho! That was a good lil analogy. Use it!

Did Aubrey do her top lip? Its lookin funny. Yeah! High energy! I wanna dance! I love DK! "aight I got you." aka: "shut up now." puff is apologizing! Wow! They're all shocked! See what happens when you speak your mind? That's awesome. And I like what he said too.

Michael is still around and the girls are getting back at the boys! Love it! That food looks so good! I'm hungry. This is funny! They caught frosting up the nose! And Aubrey got some too, right in the middle of her speech! Funny. Cake fight!

This song reminds me of ompa loompa. I like it, but it reminds me of that flute Willie wonka had. I wanna shake my booty, lol.

Breaking news! Ok puff you are wearing this out. I already knew all that info. Although I haven't heard the songs on the radio, so...

Next week: Donnie interrupted! Dawn and Q kiss! Dawn's hurting! Ankh's helping!

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Ick.

No seriously. This is a gross post. If you are squeamish, I'd advise against it. You have been warned!

Ok, I haven't seen making the band yet so that's why I haven't posted on it yet. My bad! But I'll be home tomorrow and I think its on my dvr, so tomorrow for sure. Moving on!

So I get to work today, and after settling in, the cool(er) manager says, "just so you know, Al is having surgery on his hand." Now Al is a bowler, so my first thought was that he threw wrong. Not that big a deal. "oh, what happened?" "he tore his thumb off." um, what? No, seriously, what?

So apparently he was bringing up beverages and turned the corner funny and squished his finger TIGHT in between the wall and the hand jack he was using. It tore his thumb up when he was trying to remove it, to the point where they can't put it back together and actually have to cut more of it off in order to repair it. EW!!! Al! Fortunately as possible, it wasn't his bowling/writing hand. But how crazy to just lose a finger! And so he's gonna be gone for a while. My boy Walter Lee said he wouldn't come back because itd be embarassing; everyone would want to see it and they'd know what happened. I don't think I wanna see it. Knowing his goofy ass he'll probably wave the stump at people when they say something stupid.

I saw SO many people with missing fingers today though! Mostly because there's a truckers con and a hardware con going on at the same time, and you know, heavy equipment and severed parts go hand in (missing) hand. But there was one guy who was missing both of his middle fingers. But something tells me, given the fact that all the other digits were fine, that maybe he flipped off the wrong person?

Anyways, I feel sorry for Al. What started off as a normal day ended up being real icky and thumbless. When I told Lauren, she said, among other things, "how will he text?!" which was funny but also oddly true. Thumbs are so relevant, no matter what Huey Freeman says ("nothing productive was ever done with your thumbs"). I pray for him and hope that all my digits stay right where they are. May I slam, bruise and cut them 1000 more times over.
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stay home from school and watch tv

I'm taking a sick day. Not that I want to... (yo, I just heard an ice cream truck outside. They are pushing hard, lol) I left work early Saturday cuz I felt like someone was leaning on me from all angles. My body aches. I'm pretty sure its the flu... So anyways I did get the chance to watch snl, which I know Jameil saw too, because she mentioned the Rock of Love skit... But this one did it for me.





I don't know, maybe its cuz I am an obamaniac, but I don't see CNN doing this. But its still funny! Obamapologize? Dead.

Then, today, I caught up on dvr. Stace! I can't believe you're not recaping antm! Why? It was so insane across the board! I'm gonna see if I can find a clip of the chick describing how shed trick out her impala if she won.
*found it!!!*



I was sure she'd be from Mississippi with that accent and love for the fly systems, but... Massachusetts? Que? I think that was a typo. Either way, she didn't make it even though she would have been my choice. Then there was the somalian chick who was circumcized and can never have sex with a man. She wants to be an outspoken advocate for others who have had the same things done to them. Wow. I would say, could you imagine, but I'm sure you don't want to and neither do I. And then there's Claire, who is currently drinking her own breast milk. Ok.

Right now there's a Law and Order SVU marathon on. Yes!!! I'll be watching this until the drugs knock me out.

So here's a thought...

Yall know I want my kids to have unique names, right? Yeah. Despite any posts that state the contrary, no names are set in stone since they have not YET been born or even conceived, despite what those think about the STRESS related pudge around my belly. STRESS! As in, "I stress to you that I am not pregnant, trust that. And if I was, I wouldn't tell you, cuz you are stressing my last nerve by asking me such a rude question, because of course the answer is no, and you have in effect called me fat. And though I have no delusions about my current weight, I have seen the older women in my family and am stressed that if I don't curb this trend now, I will be bigger than I currently am."

Woo! That was a tangent, eh? And totally off topic. The topic is baby names, and an interesting thought that popped into my wee head. What if I named my baby Barack? No, seriously. This woman a few months ago said, albeit fucking ignorantly, that she would not vote for a man named Barack because it sounds "middle eastern" (read: like a terrorist) and that she'd go for someone with a more "common" (read: white) name. But think about it. How common were the presidents' names before?

But would I just be one of many? I wonder how many pregnant women are considering this very option. Everyone knows a Malcolm (my cousin is named after Mr X and his brother is named after Miles Davis), a Martin, a freaking tupac; girls named Angela, Rosa, Josephine, Maya, possibly a Halle thrown in there... Why not a lil Barack N one day? People name their kids after presidents in the hopes that they dream big and achieve their ultimate goal. According to the all-knowing google, barack is actually "baraka" and means blessed, derived straight from the Koran. In Hebrew it is "baruch" but the meaning is still the same. Sounds about right to me. Kesi's first name means son of the handsome man, and my name means, well, duh.

So, given the hoopla, is it just too much? Or might I be one of many naming their child Barack one day?

Ps: if you haven't read my "winded over barack" VP yet, please do!
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Are you effing kidding me?

I was gonna VP this but it hurts too much. There is a new one though, about a few people's bad hair choices, lol.

So, I feel like crap. I was fine yesterday, went to lunch, and then things went downhill. I have free lunch from the job's caf for 5 days because of my birthday, so ive been eating there instead of my usual unhealthy mcdonalds and the like. But Thursday, all there was was pork and bbq beef. Now, I don't eat beef and I don't like bbq much anymore. But I went for that, cuz I needed something substantial...

After lunch I developed a cough. Like, maybe at 8ish? (I ate at 530.) I was wondering where it came from... I usually don't get sick in the middle of the day, right? Then a guest came in with a CPK box.

I had always thought that I caught that icky mouth disease from the sesame seeds! It was actually the bbq pizza, I see now. When I was little, my brother would get ulcers in his mouth from too much ketchup. Maybe I'm having the same problem (I don't eat ketchup either) with the bbq! Ugh, HATE. My whole esophagus is like raw. I need some pepto. Barf. Last time this happened I got so miserable I wouldn't talk. And you KNOW it had to be bad if I wouldn't talk, lol.



So, on to things I feel good about... I bought my plane ticket to Miami! Caliente! I'm flying Spirit, and its not taking me straight to MIA, but rather to the Hollywood airport? I think that's what its called. Anyway I figure the ammt I saved will be spent on a cab or a shuttle to Miami. I'm so excited! The way I've been talking about it I think people think I'm going soon, but really its a month and a half away. But if I'm this excited now, imagine how I'll be as time winds down!
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my new favorite song

Kid sister is on point. This song was literally stuck in my head all day Wednesday. I'm not a "classic nails and salon" (the spot over in my old neighborhood where I got my nails done exactly once) type of girl but I take it to heart in the general flyness area, you know?

So I had to cuss someone out today. Its a rare occasion when I have to take it there, but today I did. There's this security guard (I would call him top flight but I look at that as a term of affection) who, until last night would come in on some, "so and so wanted me to bring her a soda." now the chick who he may or may not be picking stuff up for is cool with me and I occasionally give her freebies. But I think he was taking advantage of it. Then there's another security guard who comes and gets parfaits at the end of the night since I'm just going to throw them away anyway. One day the wack security guard was with him, and I guess that since he sees me giving stuff out that that's all I do all day. But no.

So last night I closed the store (I was alone) and I had to pee. So the front door was closed, and usually the back door woulda been but I really had to go. So I come back and guess who is all up in the store, while its closed and my money is in the register? This Negro! Um, excuse me? "yall throwing out anything?" "I already tossed everything. Good night." this is what I said to him after I got scared out of my skin by the big black man standing in the back of the store who wasn't there when I left. I mean I was gone for maybe 2 minutes. The bathroom is right by the store.

So tonight, I'm moving back and forth putting stuff in the fridge room, and as I'm walking out, guess who I see? Now here's the point where I tell you the door had been locked all day because they were painting. So he somehow has a key or something and even if I had locked up last night it wouldn't have made a dif. "can I get some strawberries?" now, its 1115. I been closed. That's another thing that bugs me. Don't interrupt me after we close cuz the hospitality ends at 11 on the dot. "you need to stop coming through here." "where?" "this back door. We been closed and I don't need people coming in here unannounced.and you scared the shit out of me last night and I'm not the free shit lady." "damn. Sorry." I didn't say anything else to him, or should I say yell anything else to him cuz I had the attitudy tone and mean brow going. My supervisor is always going on about someone clocking us upside the head for our carelessness, and this is just why. I don't need uninvited guests while I'm counting my money. And whoa, you have a key? So do you just bust in after everyone's gone and help yourself? Cuz that's not hot.

Seriously guys. Kick up the prayin, lol. Every time someone does something dumb I'm praying for Jesus to be a fence.

Jesus is a homie

Jameil wanted me to sing "Jesus is a homie" on my Utterz... I would have but its one of those songs you have to sing in the old church lady voice and I'm not prepared for that. I did do a new voice post and it should be on my cute lil widget down on the sidebar. Its all about my looking for a new job and how you can help.

I think I sound a lil more natural than last time, but its still weird not actually talking to someone in particular and not having someone go "uh huh, really" on the other end. But its fun! And some things are better explained vocally rather than written, like my next VP which will probably be about people who wear toupees. Who knew people still did that!
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Making the band episode 4

The show was a half hour late! What the eff! What's the point of having the lil listings menu if it doesn't tell you what the actual time of a show is? But I digress.

The show starts with kia shine's "krispy," which is a great beat but a stupid name. Why would I wanna be krispy?! I don't want to be crust. I'm nowhere near fly enough to understand that I guess.

Puff is promoting Sean John. Hard. He might as well have said, "and watch a raisin in the sun this week on ABC!" puff... I mean, ima watch it, but...

The boys are doing breathing exercises. It actually sounds like they're going to war, lol. Biv is so small. Did I ever tell you all about the time I met Ricky bell? Ugh I almost died! And I did mention it... It was winter of like 06.

Making a Donnie shirt? Are you in 8th grade? I'm gonna make me a Kesi shirt. Aubrey has on my exact effing shades! I wouldn't even think so except for the gold around the corners. I kinda feel syced, but Aubrey is the one wearing beat it jackets and headbands. They're going on a date! To an Italian restaurant. Cuz Donnie's a guido. He looks like his name is Donnie gotti.

Members only jacket! I hear those are back in. And she looks way to cute for said jacket. She has the flyest outerwear! Save for the beat it jacket. They head into the commercial with them walking to the restaurant.

*Um, is cornel west coming out with an album? He did get ludacris to do the "I'm black ya'll" rap from CB4, so props to that. Was that CB4? Yall know what I'm talking about. Fear of a black hat? Come on... I was like 5 when that came out, but...*

And we're back. They were kids who grew up too fast. Her earrings are huge. " do you and all the lil kids will run around in abercrombie and fitch." clowning! He's so a&f. Ooh they're holding hands... Man they know they're cold, lol. Kiss! Kiss! Ooh they did it! Ew that was a wack kiss! Like he was thinking, "ooh yeah this is only the start. I'm seducing you with my white boy lips." I've kissed white boys before. It was aight. One had plump ass lips, but the others... I was catching moustache all day.

No he is not going out with some other girl! Trife. Wackery. Q is phone ho-ing! Phone caking! And he inviting dawn and Aubrey is all in the mix! Ooh they are dirty! I can't even explain this dirt. Its sedimentary like a mug! Please look up that word if you can't remember what it means. Commercial!

*i spent this break texting Lauren, lol.*

We're back! Aubrey is walking in! "you guys are a really cute couple." that girl he's sitting with is hella plain anyways. Get with Aubrey! You're right Aubrey. He's hella disrespectful. Naw buddy you didn't wait like 12 minutes before you call these girls you been trying to talk to since you rolled into NYC... Boo dawg.

I love that the boys are staying in a euro style extended stay hotel, lol. Q is not helping his case. He's tired or something and he's not making his points. And now small head is mad. "It was a joke!" woo! The drama began! Yes! The band is broken up, lol. I hear their name is 27th day or some number/word combo. Willie was trying to sleep and yall disturbing him! Ms lady is about to cut the rest of the band, messing with her baby, lol.

*i want this red safari jumper in the old navy commercial! And I hope they make it in some totally un-safari color, like purple. I don't even own any purple! Why? I have no idea. Except for the striped aeropostale shirt that also has fuschia in it and goes with my pumas, none.*

Puff, you are not pale. Let's not fake it. I'm pale. But I have olive undertones. They're in Miami! Does he gave a gold foil eagle on his shirt?

Hi Shannon! "we are going to be living with the boys." this is the first thing she inputs for this episode. 35min in. Please Shannon. I love you. Have a baby.

That house is a puzzle. But its fresh. All the dudes gotta sleep in one room. No play for them... Aubrey has on a bumblebee dress. I think Natasha beddingfield had the same one on last week.

Yay for talking it out on the pier! But Aubrey, I need you to turn around. Didn't you watch Dawson's creek? That's how jen's drunk friend died. Aubrey basically just said "I am above all other chicks. Know this." all women should feel that way when they first talk to a dude. Commercial.

*I wanna see "semi pro." Andre 3000 is in it! His character is named coffee brown, lol. Sexy. He's so cute.*

And we're back! I hate v neck undershirts. Wack. Yeah Donnie must have taken lessons as a kid. I wonder how boring that was. I mean, pianos are great, but, I wouldn't choose to play one. That's why I was 22 when I learned. Violin? All day. Their lil music sections bore me. All this learning. Ooh ankh got head serious on they asses! Damn diddy's been outside the whole time. Hi Shannon! No seriously. I call her out because she was hella background on the other album. She is so "and that other girl too." but I love her. I mean listen to her! Since that "I love you forever" episode, she's been on point! Now, have a baby. These girls can sing! I'm glad the dudes are taking note.

Ooh Aubrey is calling Donnie out on this one, lol. Is she writing this on the spot? I thought she was gonna throw in an "ooh Donnie." commercial already? Wah.

*i haven't seen the fat kid from "salute your shorts" since the mid 90s, and all I get from him is jumper cables on his nipples? Bah. As you can tell the tv is always on in my life. I have randomly referenced how many shows so far?*

Diddy's opening the studio back up! I think... Ankh looks like someone's uncle, lol. I'm so tired of this song. I'm sure they are too. That's why they sound like whatever. They are practicing for the video that has not arrived yet. Robert is so jagged edge! Gosh. He even looks like one of the twins. "yall gotta get nekkid." yay he's opening the studio!

Next week: problems! no one's listening! Confrontations! Big mouth Aubrey! Damn, where are the dudes next week!
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mutterz

I finally did an Utterz. As I state on it, I didn't know what to talk about until today. I didn't mention that if you think was talking fast its because I was trying not to say "um," which happens when I am leaving messages on answering machines. It was very weird that I was talking to no one in particular...

Now I'm off to add Jameil and rashan to my circle so I can listen to their Utterz... After my night minutes start.

finally!!!

pictures!!!!

me at the hotel getting ready to leave. please note that the birthday girl pin made a return for the 08. not seen: skinny jeans and stilettos. the headband brought the color into the outfit.

2 of my friends. the chick, i havent seen her since graduation, except for her best friend's funeral almost a year ago. i almost cried that she and another one of my friends came... i dont know how we lost touch but we wont again. once again i cant hate on my boy wearing the shades... once i really got to drinking, i put mine on too.

from left to right, thats grand mariner (2), a lemon drop, and a pom margarita. i got the glow face, which is what happens when i drink (check the above link for proof of that). that, and i lose control of my facial expressions. but other than that, and my lack of ability to pronounciate, i felt great! the cherry stem i tied is behind the lemon wedge. shoulda took a pic of that.

yall. that food was soooooooo bangin! of course there was more on the platter, but i got halfway through before i was able to think straight enough to take pix. i want to go back!!! can you see the spicy goodness on the shrimps??? ugh! heaven. and they blanched and buttered the brocolli, which is how i like it. there's no need to cook most veggies. that just takes away flavor.

and indeed, i did take pix of me in my new express clothes.

this is the shirt and skirt, which i usually would not wear together because its too bland a combo for me. when i do wear them i'd pair the top with a grey or black bottoms, and the skirt? something rich, like a jeweltoned. or patterned. also i zoomed in on the pic bacause i was doing laundry, i wasnt wearing shoes, and i didnt have on lipgloss. it was a rush job, lol.

last but not least, lauren's valentine. for those that dont know, lauren is my valentine. this year i was gonna buy her a shirt that said "free la, bitches," but they wanted an arm and a leg for it. and a finger from the other arm's hand. and i said, "for that much, i can make it myself!" and thats what i did!!! im pretty crafty, you know? i took pics of it but my phone ate them when i was trying to email them to myself, so i only have one. and i think it says everything.

I'm sitting here watching African American Lives... Its making me realize a lot about myself and my culture.

A funny thing that I noticed has to do with my confident (shallow) nature. At first I thought it was me. Then I realized my fam is the same way. Now, listening to Dr gomes, I see that its a cultural thing. My Cape Verdean side, the side I was predominantly raised with, despite the fact that I'm 3/4 southern, is so proud because they had to leave their homes (my grandma had much older brothers and sisters who didn't move to America) and their cultures. They try so hard to hold on to that, and something Gomes said, "tell them you're the best," describes the way my family acts toward their youth. At least, parent to child, from my experience.

Another thing I've noticed from being a northerner? I wasn't raised with the knowledge that whites were supposedly superior or being looked down upon. If I did, I barely noticed. It puts me at a point where... I don't know how to describe it, but I've never used "them" as an excuse. That isn't to say all southerners do, but just listening to people talking about the elections, and how "they won't let a black man be president," this they say in the face of him winning in overwhelmingly white states. I see people who were raised with the belief that they had to fight against it... If I don't acknowledge it, do I still have to fight?

I'm going very stream of consciousness here...

My family could have passed. My grandma looked Italian to me back in the day. My great aunt Mary looked very white. I've mentioned before that my great grands didn't like my grandfather because he was "American" (read, darker skinned).

Its crazy to think how much has occurred in even the last hundred years, where I can go through life and not have to worry. Not have to think about propriety and getting into life changing events because of a misunderstanding (my coworker can't vote because he "ran over a white woman" back in his hometown). Yeah, there are some things that have not been solved, but this shit is so EASY for us by even the slightest comparison. And think of what it'll be like for our kids. Sigh.

My mother wants to do this DNA thing for her dad. He was killed when she was 11, defending a woman in a bar. He's really the only history I don't know about.

I'm going to keep watching... This is really deep. I would love to do this. Despite my level of closeness to my current family, my historic family is so relevant. Where, besides CT, do I come from?
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Dick Gregory

Los angelista mentioned him, and then I mentioned that he and I are on good terms, and then I remembered... I never told the story of how I met Dick Gregory.

It was Easter, or some other holiday in which the hotel was slow and people were having family dinners. It was just me and my boy breezy's girlfriend, standing around and wasting time; we had no guests. Then one shows up: this old man, thin, grey hair, a Fred Sanford-esque beard. He had this presence. I don't know if anyone has ever met anyone famous before, not self important but comfortable in their notoriety, but when you notice something different about them its like the air changes.

As he asks us questions about the sandwiches: which desserts we like and what about the fruit down here? How fresh is it? our human resources manager walks up and shakes his hand. "can I get a picture with you sir?" another guest had arrived by then and as the old man and the hour manager walk back to the restaurant to get his camera, we question him.

"who is that older guy?" working in the retail/ hospitality industry, you know never to refer to a person as old, or fat, or ugly. You find other ways to say these things. The man was clearly old, but also, he was clearly older than our manager.

"girl that's Dick Gregory! Legendary commedian! Great man." the man shuffled his mind around making his own decisions about what he wanted, and as we were preparing his sandwich Mr Gregory returned. The man seemed just as enamored as our manager did, asking him questions and praising. Meanwhile I imdb'd Mr Gregory on my phone and read up on him while they were distracted by conversation. He was the #81 greatest comic of all time according to commedy central.

A few minutes later, Mr Gregory had decided on some strawberries and watermellon, and the four of us stood at the register. Mr Gregory included breezy's girl and I in his light conversation.

"what's your name?"
"Joy. "
"Joy... You know you look like my wife."
I smiled at that and we talked about his wife, his 10 kids, the books he wrote. None of this in a bragging way, but just in conversation.

At one point things got a little sketchy for me. Not in a scary way, but its clear that his beliefs and mine are a bit different than mine. In addition to being an activist, he's also a grand conspiracy theorist. He told us about where he was during 9/11 (this is an abridged version of what he said):

"I was supposed to go to new York, but I was talking to my friend, a Frenchman, and when I told him where I was going he told me to stay home. He said he had heard things about new York getting blown up. He was afraid for me and asked me to stay where I was, not to go anywhere. I told my wife and she said he was crazy. But I didn't go. We know what happened... When I went to call him and ask him how he knew, his wife told me he was dead."

I honestly don't know whether to believe that story. I mean, it could be true... Then he said things about the denzel Washington movie that had just come out, the one with Paula Patton where he- "deja vu", that's what its called. So anyway, he said that movie, and "men in black" (the part about the memory erasers), and I think another sci fi will smith movie, were all based on fact. He said that the government has satelites that can turn back time for their benefit. I hate to say it but at this point I started to think he was a bit kooky, because of course I believe that the only person with power over time is God. Breezy's girl was feeling me too, cuz she was doing this thing she does where she starts to tap my foot with hers when people say or do craziness in her presence. So we're listening... but I think we'd made our decision. He said some other things, some less crazy things, about eating well and animal chemicals and the environment. We talked for about an hour. I don't remember why he left but when he did, breezy's girl and I had the 8 ] look on our faces.

I saw him again this summer and asked if he remembered me. He said he did, I was the one that looked like his wife. Still sweet as before.
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A to Z

Award: I don't have many. I got honorable mention in my school's book writing contest in 4th grade. It was a mystery a la "encyclopedia brown" or the one where there's a group of street smart kids who have their own agency. My prize was some city-wide assembly,which we got to on a short bus cuz there was only 8 of us, and free books (one of which was the chocolate war, which I don't remember being about chocolate AT ALL!) and paper and pens and such. I don't think I've won anything else, but I like that one the best since I am inherently a writer.

Bikini: loves! Need a new one. My mom wouldn't let me wear a 2 piece til I was 16. I am also going to make my own suit for the summer when I have free time.

Character: I'm a fan girl. I love character driven shows. Buffy, angel, lost, and soaps. Right now I am in love with this anime show called Death Note, which sounds morbid by the title, but I doubt there's any more death in it than the average tv show. Its literally like watching a chess match. Each episode gets into the heads of the characters and their schemes. I would recommend that you watch it if you like anime, but look it up on YouTube so you can catch up.

Dreams: last night I dreamed I was at work, and people were crowding around me because they were hungry. I couldn't get to them all fast enough and an older lady passed out. When I called security no one showed up. Two nights ago I had a dream I was supposed to give my cousin Mar a shower (why not a bath I'm not sure) but I couldn't reach the faucet because the floor was warped and I couldn't stand correctly. The whole dream I was just slipping around on the floor while he looked at me crazy. And while napping at the hotel I had a dream Ms Lady and I were walking her pits, only I didn't have a leash and had to grab the dog by the collar and he bit me. She had pits when we were younger but they were really gentle, and even though this one was gnawing on me it didn't hurt or draw blood. I decided the dog was having a tude, so I left it, but by the time I got home the dog was there.

Weird right?

Eco-friendly: I'm a believer! I recycle bags, feed Mikey stuff that I am too full to eat that he's allowed to have (mikey's my turtle if you didn't know), my trash company recycles our stuff for us, I'm not a vegetarian but I don't eat pork or beef (only need sometimes). I've been trying to buy those eco lightbulbs, but they're expensive and the regular bulbs go out faster than I can afford to buy new ones.

Fashion faux pas: you might think so, but I've never gone along with modern style trends. Usually what I'm doing is in style next year. People always stealing my idears. This year though I'm gonna be more mainstream while throwing my lil flavor in there too.

Goals: marriage and kids and a great career. Finishing school sometime before my knowledge is outdated. Getting a house and having themed rooms, such as my pin up bathroom and the graffiti play room. To go on wheel of fortune and win.

Hidden talents: I can clap with one hand. People say I look retarded when I do it, but they always laugh. This weekend I tied a cherry stem with my tongue for the first time! I'm pretty tongue-tallented, lol.

Inspiration: I'm mostly inspired by music and musicians. I'm still annoyed by Natalie Cole for her comments about Amy W, mainly because I feel like she said something to get her name in the magazines. Who is talking about NK these days? And someone on tv said "if we focus on musicans' problems, we'd never hear any music."

Jokes: I love to hear them but I kinda suck at telling them. I'm a commedian groupie. Never been to a comedy show, but I want to. I laughed for days after katt williams' "every day I'm hustling" joke.

Keepsake: I keep everything. Ticket stubs, letters, greeting cards, diaries... Buy its clear that my most important keepsake is pictures. I love capturing moments.

Liberal: yep. I believe people are free. Do what you wanna, just don't hurt nobody. I was born that way really. All those things republicans say with a snarled lip about libs? Me. I run around barefoot. I love animals. I am a believer in protests and believe that people who have changed the world in the smallest or largest ways have been liberal too.

Mom: my mom is... Boy. We were talking about her the other day and how grandiose she is. She's also long winded and anti emotion. I love her crazy ass though. She's always worried about me and she made me a bomb ass dinner for my birthday.

Nudity: I'm getting better. I'm very comfortable in my undies, but less than that, it depends. I am ok with seeing myself naked, but others... I feel kinda weird if we don't have the same ammt of clothes on, lol.

Online surfing: I get up in the morning, grab my phone and start checking blogs. I'm on Perez H, fark and tv squad on and off during the day. If it can't be done online I might not do it.

Perfection: as close to it as possible for some, not nearly close enough for others. I prefer just right.

Query: your mama's a query! Lol I know what this word means but I thought I'd say that instead of trying to get into anything.

Reading: angels and demons by Dan Brown. My friend got it for me for my birthday. Its hella long but I should be done with it soon.

Song: unlike my La, I don't like songs with my name in them. I've been through this before, people think its clever, blah blah blah. I want Kesi to write me a song though.

I do have a favorite song though. "superstar" by Luther Vandross or the carpenters. I think it was first sung by Burt bacharach, but they made it famous in the 80s and 70s and its sung beautifully by Karen and Luther. Every time its on I have to listen to it.

Trip: there was one year, 8th grade, where I very publicly fell 3xs. Lauren was there for all 3 and caused 2 directly or indirectly. They used to call me steps cuz I would always bust my arse on my granddaddy's steps. My knees are a mess, even today. I'm a tripper.

Ultimate indulgence: OZ spinach lazagna(I can't spell that word). So good. It costs like $7 but I need it in my life. My mother says they have an Italian tied up in the back of the restaurant.

Virgo: don't know much about them. I'm an aquarius. Calm and smooth. The water bearer.

Workout: I'm working on it. If I could get a tv in the spare room I'd jump on the gazelle.

Xtra: that's me. I'm so extra when in public. They used to call me a "social butterfly." I'd rather have fun than do anything.

Yuck!: I cannot control my burping. Its loud and long and people always say its not lady like. Well, I don't strive to be a lady. Not in the traditional sense. And I crack my knuckles and spit. My ex and I had spitting contests before we dated.

Zen moments: cuddling with Kesi. Flying. My head on my grandma's shoulder. Getting my hair washed. Standing on a beach. Post sex sleep. Good food. Finishing a project.learning something new about someone.
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To be loved

To be loved, oh! What a feeling, to be loved!

Today was a good birthday, even though Mo quit while I was off and I worked alone after 7PM. People kept coming up t me and telling me happy birthday and giving me money! Even the guests! They'd hear someone say it, then they'd go "oh its your birthday? Here's a tip!" I also met a delegate! For Obama! Woo! He and I had a nice conversation, but I didn't get to ask him how they chose him to BE a delegate. It was the end of the night. Sue me.

I went shopping before work. Fashion show!!! When I get to a computer that is. Lauren got me an express gift card, then I went in there and they told me if I tried on their high waisted skirt they'd take 15% off my purchase. Wha? Shoot... So I tried it on, and some editors, and a cute lil basic cap-sleeved button down top. I bought the skirt. That was s devilish lil deal they got going, making you try it on, lol. It was made for me. I also got the shirt and some x2 jeans. And I felt good about life. I haven't REALLY shopped in ages.

Obama won DC, Maryland and Virginia! Like, by a landslide! Happy birthday to me, America! I won't go into it too deeply cuz I went into a lot about superdelegate etiquite and the next states hills will probably lose and how she'd probably be in the lead if her voice wasn't so grating. Buy I'll leave that there for another day.

I also got many texts, calls, and facebook messages. Yay! And of course Jameil and Ms lady shouted your girl out. I'm sleepy now... My birthday is officially over. Sleep now.
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Mtb episode 3

*producer's note: I cannot tell the story of this weekend without a few fabulous pictures, so that means we'll all have to wait because I couldn't use kesi's computer... Feel free to shake your fist at him. Just know that I had a great time and that you can feel free to send me birthday love in the comments or whatev. On with the show!*

This show opens with puffy. Why is it like, "remember, I run this!"

And soldja boy starts the show again! Is he on bad boy? No, for real? Yah, bitch!

Ooh albums come out in March! Yes! Need this Danity.

This "crazy love" song is on some Michael Jackson. All. Day. Don't like Donnie's song. Sounds wack. I pray that's a wig on d woods head. Dawn is my girl!

I thought by now they'd be in Miami. When do they go to Miami? That's when all the ish starts! Puffy's here and he's wearing his shades. I can't even hate on him wearing shades cuz I wear mine constantly. Until my eyes hurt from lack of light. (Did you all see my new profile pic?)

Yay! Diddy loves the DK track! Like, claps! Yay! I like d woods hoodie. Ooh the other song is their new single I think. Aubrey let. The headband. Go. It reminds me of an episode of "are you afraid of the dark" where this chick went back in time and her friend had on those damn brain straps. They're competing for tracks! Good thing Assie isn't in the competition cuz we know how she plays the game (allegedly). Commercial. I'm going to get a cupcake.

And we're back. What decade does Aubrey live in? Is she channeling MJ? Ok that's not their single, but I like it. "the chase..." the boys' ish is typical. "Danger"? Stealth audio, lol. Sneaking up from under the mike. The dudes are gonna lose. But knowing puffy, they'll probably win.

Cheaters! Cheaters! Drama! I'm so disappointed those aren't mike's real eyes. Dawn, that shirt leaves nothing to the imagination. "ninos..." this show is made out of fashion. Bad fashion, but nonetheless. and commercial. I can get back to my cupcake.

Ooh must see the mos def/ jack black movie. And I think its directed by Michel gondry. Want.

Back! Prank time! Honey? What kinda... Damn mike looks ashy... Lmao Donnie came in like what the hell? Mike is half asleep trying to plot revenge, lmao!!! This is insanity!
The dudes' version sounds real jagged edge. The girls' is hot. Get in the chase son! Damn puff didn't like either? Lies! All lies! Hi Shannon! Dawn needs to not wear her hair behind her ear, seeing how its a serious weave. Like remember the chick who sewed her wig to her head on antm? Yeah.

Ooh vocal training? Puff puts you through the wire!!! Rob looks like he's gonna cry. He's got that disease.... Bitchassness. Its not allowed in bad boy. Might have to get a cream for that. Commercial.

Converses at target? Ok. I'm still kinda upset about my wool coat... Maybe next year? Let's all store that in our ledgers for November, yes? Especially you.

And we're back. They head back to hang out with Ankh. His name, along with Quancy, sounds like a throat thing. Anyways, it is about the story Ankh. They're not happy! The studio shut down! And they didn't even have a fist fight and they don't have to get cambodian breast milk.

D woods is reminiscing. And also tripping. She bought danity kane a birthday card! How cute! Aw! And cake! Its my birthday too girls! I just ate a cupcake! This is sweet. What a moment. Aw, I miss Lauren!

Mike's neck is sweating. Ew. Moment over. They look a mess. I wonder what Ankh's spiritual affiliation is. Anyway (I be getting side tracked man!) they are a tranny mess. Can you be a boy band and a tranny mess? They're making it happen. Commercial.

Back. They're headed to Philly! Aw. That's a long drive. I love Aubrey's green coat! I'm kinda still upset man. Its just what I want. I love when famous people do charity. I never went to the boys and girls club. My bro's godmother is the best daycare runner and I rolled with her.

Ooh Donnie's gonna play the piana! Oh this is gonna be bad. Random stuff is acting up, its all to the bad. I wonder if they have choreography. I can't even remember. We'll see huh?

I love lupe. This is gonna be a real interesting week with him doing the bumps. Gotta buy his album. And the show's back.

Aw, Q, just get a kiss from your baby Dawn and everything will be fine. He chose the term "hot mess." tranny, hot, same difference.

Damn its not too many fellas for a basketball game. "turn to ya neighbor?" she took em to church. Ooh crazy dancing chick in the leopard. You can stop now. Aw shit, break down on show stopper! The dudes are on the sidelines like wow they're good. Aw look at lil man! He's so cute!!! Get it papi. He might grow up to be a theater boy with those moves, if you know what I mean.

You better play the instrument Donnie. I hate that stupid shiny effect they do from time to time. Like 8 times an episode. Its like, are there any other transitions you could use? Puff moves from shiny suits to shiny screens. They sound really good! But its Robert that sounds like dude from jagged edge. I was feeling that though. Hopefully a bus ride to Philly was enough to get the studio back.

"oh my goodness you don't know how bad I love you!!!" that chick is crazy. Aubrey and Donnie are snuggled. And so's dawn and Q!

Next: Miami!! Big house! Love connection! Kisses! Betrayal! Milkshake drinking girlfriends!
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best night ever

For Amy, I mean. My night was good too, but that's the next post. This was my favorite part of the Grammys, hands down. I was so in this moment. I kept saying, "say something!!!" her reaction was priceless. She had just performed the most ironic rendition of rehab EVER, a fact that was in no way lost on her given the look on her face as she sung the first chorus. Let me just say, this is the best positive reenforcement for her.

liberation

You ever just hear something that gets you so deep? I almost want to just bust out singing or crying on the train right now. Cee lo's part is it though... "my feet feel like I walked most of the road on my own." I think my MP3 player is trying to tell me something. So far I've heard the carpenters' "yesterday once more, timbaland's "miscomunication," and stone temple pilots' "interstate love song." by that I glean that maybe I need to go home.






Liberation Lyrics

Political question of the day

So, my evil manager and I were watching Anderson Cutie 360, and she made some comment about romney forfeiting his delegates. I told her I didn't even know you could do that. My understanding is that his delegates would go to the convention and vote for someone else of their choosing.



So... Which one is it people? Help, I need to know, because earlier I had used the term "floating delegates" when speaking of John Edwards's 26 (I think that's how many he had).



I say Romney and Edwards's delegates go to the convention and do what they wanna. In a way they become super delegates, with no allegiance (my logic comes from CNN, which states that delegates can change their minds if they were so compelled.)



But she said that once you endorse a candidate, like guiliani did, that candidate gets your delegates.



And what about Florida? Are they still sending "floating delegates" to the DNC?


Why is the electoral process so fucking confusing?



*And let me add this totally off topic piece of info: kanye. What the eff. Why is your concert at the gwinett civic ctr? I'm so pissed at you! That's not even near me! Its like 40 miles away! What was wrong with downtown atl? Huh? Do you not remember how pissed I was when you did "on the bricks" and we didn't get there early enough for me to get a spot close enough to SEE you? Remember that? And who is enough of a fan in my circle to go all the way out there. You know our transmission is bad! I'm over it. *

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Back to reality.

...but only for a lil while.

I'm going back to work after having Tues and Wed off. Only for 2 days though, because then I have Saturday- Monday off for Kesi's and my romantic getaway (to the hotel a few miles away from the house). Shoot, I'm all about the in town vacation. I'm considering turning my phone off after Saturday night.

I'm having a lil dinner Saturday at a restaurant near the hotel. I've never been there but Kesi has and its casual enough to have a few drinks with my friends, some of whom I haven't seen since high school. And I can get a teensy bit lit since the hotel is right next door. But trust that I know my limits. Last Saturday mo and I went out and she kept trying to ply me with pre-birthday drinks. I said no after 2, she kept drinking. Guess who threw up before we made it out the parking lot? Not me kiddies!!! We both had to work the next day, and we both made it, but she was a tad wobbly.

Monday I bought my birthday gift to myself. "the American pin up." its a coffee table book dealing with the artists behind the genre. All paintings, no photos. Some were sketches though. Mo decided she was gonna take my idea of papering her walls with prints of pinups. Damn it, first the playboy club, now her? Boo! She also talked about recreating some of the shots, if she could find a good photographer. We both conceded that we needed to tighten up the abs first. The girls in the photos are notoriously curvy, especially for white women, so our current shapes are perfect, lol.

I can't really explain my love of the genre... I think the women were innocent but sexy. And these are HAND PAINTED! Someone took the time to do this! Its so much more than a snapshot of some chick with her legs open. Most of them are covered but they're more alluring than maxim or the like.

Today's gift? Dunkin freakin donuts!! Yeah! I think I'll have a lemon filled. Kesi wants a glazed. I'm glad he doesn't like the kk. Blah. Too sugary. My aunt worked at dd when I was a kid, and some of my favorite childhood pictures was me and my cousin grubbing on them, face all powdered and cheeks puffed. Ah memories.

And I did some pilates today! I feel good and I'm working my abs and back. I could get with it almost every day.
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a look back.

this is the last post of the day, i swear... i been wanting to just put a bunch of pix of kesi and i on here. what better day than today? i have tons of photos- its one of my favorite things to do- since even before we were a couple, but these are just a few of the ones that we had saved on the cpu.... enjoy, but be nice!!! and see the love in all of them.

prom, may 2002

ct, june 2003

late 2003

stl, july 2004

feb 2005

dec 2005

2006

feb 2006

summer 2006

feb 2007

today (please excuse our appearance, we're drunk with affection)

MTB episode 2

What with all the other stuff going on (I voted!!!) I had forgot about making the band! Let's go!

Oh my God they started the show with soldja boy! Sigh. Although I like "shoot out." why? Maybe I'm ghetto.

Mike's never made a booty call, lol. Put 5 on it. Why are they making small head sing so high? Ooh I like Q's part. This song is kinda alright. Suck it up boo... This song is easy.

Ok I'm starting to like Donnie's song too. But I feel like the video will be cheesy.

Ooh love DK's new song. Lmao at the post its! That's so funny! I gotta do that.

Did he just sing the words "honey dip?" oh hell naw. Let's not bring that slang back. Also, Robert, lose the tude. You can't even get your parth right. Will says five funny. "fahv." "its fahv of us man!" commercials. I'm doing dvr today. Fast forward!

And we're back. They got recognized. And that girl was straight from LI. Loves it! Causing a commotion. I want fans! DK has fans too! Aubrey, love the shades, lose the head band. I hate d woods hair! Your shit is ghetto.

Q is asking Dawn out! Do it! But first, we gotta get past all this demanding shit Robert. You don't just call and be like yeah get dressed. And you got a girlfriend? Boo! He's real cocky right now. Lmfao at the playback. Super slo mo!

Reguardless Negro, you came out real cocky. So the real couple went to eat as planned. Dawn is a baller! I can see her hoopin. Her first date? Wha? "are you a freak?" un uh rudeness! I'm still trying to see how old dawn is. Q has on a super turtleneck. Ooh, dessert.

And we're back to the yelling. He needs to use that energy in the studio. "we can pick this up tomorrow." that's the shit I'm talking about.

Robert is the Aubrey of this band. Remember the tantrum she threw for not being on the tracks as a lead? "pretty pretty Aubrey!" according to the the iamonmtv lead in, mike's last name is Chumley. Ew.

Wow, first appearance for Shannon. Hi Shannon! Please get pregnant! You'll be all in the video looking glowy!

Diddy got an injury. And still an epic entry.

Ooh "poetry" is pretty. Pour your heart out. "come with me".... I'm still mad yall said honey dip. Diddy said its wack, like 90s R+B. They have to have a private 5 on 1.

Man you know you said that. Don't be making the sour face. I know puff be watching the tapes. He just said he saw some bitch ass-ness with D woods. Stop saying "Bitch ass-ness." worst slang ever. Robert's gonna cry! They called homeboy out. He's having a bad week.

Aw, they headed to chuhch! Fellowship love tabernacle... Episcopal church on the rock cogic intl incorporated, lol. Feel that sermon! Puff talked to the pastor before hand. Ooh the pastor has a wheeze. I can't stand that! Oh my Q is shouting!!! I had to pause for this. Do you ever notice how every black church has the same shouting music? That up and down scale? Why is that? Who wrote this music? Un pause. I think this is Donnie's first time at a black church. Oh snap that's hezekiah Walker's church! Not only did my mom have like all his music, but also I think I've been there. I was mad young though. You better sing boy! I wonder if they got the after church hunger like I have. I got to leave immediately and eat. I bring snacks to church.

Oh see I really like this song. Why puff gotta throw random gospel songs on an R+B album? Can I get this download?

Next week: competition! Battle for a track! Aubrey in a headband! Screaming! Prayer! Stay tuned!
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Falling

I've been here before. In love. I'm way more cautious now...



His name was John. He was tall, and older, and everything he said sounded really good. I was wooed. I really liked him. I trusted him. I believed in him. He was a big sports guy- used to water ski, and almost got me to, too. Some people thought he was a flake, but he was my first and it didn't matter what they said. He was my guy.



Then, November. It was all over, just like that. I let others get in the way of what we had. Honestly, it felt like half the country was against us! Its as if they'd rather see me with some dumb fool who treats me like an afterthought. I still don't know what happened. It was all a blur, and I was so heart broken. I couldn't watch our favorite shows anymore, I couldn't hear his name.



That was 3.5 years ago. I think I've finally moved on. Today is my first rendezvous with a new guy. He has a funny name, but that's how I like em. He gives me a warm feeling inside and I have the audacity to hope I could spend the rest of my life with him. Or maybe the next 8 years, if I'm lucky.

Time to go vote!

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One more day...

Until my anniversary! You guys, I think I'm more excited for this one than I was last year. I mean 5 years is a milestone, but I'm digging 6. I must say. I'm all mushy inside and kissy and giggly. I feel like singing a damn Disney song.

"new, and a bit alarming,
Who'd have ever thought... That.... This... Could... Be...."

That song would probably embody our new relationship, but its been 6 years down the line, so maybe we sing...

"a whole new world,
100,000 things to see,
Its like a shooting star,
I've come so far,
I can't go back to where I used to be..."

See what the eff I'm saying? I'm intoxicated right now. I'm dangerously in love, crazy in love, all that other dramatic shit beyonce was talking about.

Also, I get to vote! Yay! I can't remember if I registered independent, and I really hope I didn't no matter what Lou Dobbs says. *i really think he's a cranky old man with a tv show. Everyone's an idiot. Everyone is a conspirator. No thanks.* I want to vote for Obama. That's right, I've decided to get off the fence. John made it easier for me, and I really agree that he should be O's running mate. Screw that Obama/ Clinton ticket. It's something that would be cool on that whole "vote for the black and the woman" thing, but I'm thinking about what's best for our country. I like John. But I digress. I'm gonna get up, walk to the polls, and then color my hair! Finally!

After all that I'm gonna hang out with Kesi and give him his present. I hope he likes it. Yay! Tuesday will be a good day.
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same dress

So stace was talking about how she used to jump fresh in high school because the games and events were like the end of the world and you MUST look fly, right? Well I never went to games in hs because I was not that type. By high school the only thing that would get me to a game was if Lauren was cheering. Especially if you had to PAY to get in, please. Anyways... That's not what this post is about. Its about when I DID jump fresh.

Back in the day the magic Johnson theater was the jump off! I kid you not, Lauren and I and our other friend who was also named Lauren used to put on dresses and get fly to go see Scream3 or... What other movies were out in 98? Shoot we'd go to the movies every 2 weeks or so but that's the only movie I remember us seeing.

Anyways, this was 1998, remember that as I delve into this outfit. Imagine a mod style dress, zipper back, above the knee but still school appropriate. Sleeveless, kind of uniform style in the cut of the arms. Large overlapping floral design that kind of looks abstract.


Its lime green.



You heard me!


I had enough lime green in my wardrobe to warrant lime green patent leather sandals.


Yep. I'm not shamed.

So mo and I are at work today, and we're talking about just this: how fresh we used to get for the smallest of events (her event was the skating rink). So I'm describing my fly green dress to her... Why did she have the SAME dress! In Orange! And shoes to match! Lord knows our moms probably got the dresses at the same store, lord have mercy. But we were fresh to death!

And this is why we get along.

We're going out Saturday after work. Watch out East Point!