Thursday 13: 5 days left!

Ok so election day is 5 days away. All of my posts have been politically geared this week because its all I can think about! Its all the conversation I'm having. Almost. Here's what's on my mind as we get closer to November 4:

1 a guy in Cali who was wearing a "no on h8te" button was beaten by a man with a "yes on 8" lawn sign. They're considering whether its a hate crime. In case you didn't know, cali's prop 8 is for a constitional ban on same sex marriage. I don't understand the fights over political beliefs or the sign vandalizing. I live in a democratic neighborhood and there are plenty of Obama and David Scott signs. If someone was to come steal a neighbor's sun or put something ignorant on it, is that supposed to make said neighbor go, " hmmm now I see it your way! McCain 08!" me thinkest not.

2 speaking of David Scott, I got mail from him and his running mate. I found something interesting about it. Her mailer has no mention of her political offiliation. This, and the fact that I went to school with her son, a blue haired drama boy, made me think she was a dem. Or at least an independent... But Mr Scott's flyers refer to her as "REPUBLICAN Honeycutt." All over the thing. Its like they're saying, "don't be confused, this black woman is not a dem!" lmao.

3 I am in love with "piece of your heart" by natasha beddingfield. Its about how she just needs comfort and not all that conversation, lol. YouTube it. That girl can sing.

4 speaking of, have you seen that "stand up to cancer" female singer extravaganza? Yeah, beyonce, Mary J, natasha, mariah carey, then we got miley cyrus, rihanna, ashanti... I really think there should be a rule about strong singers and weak singers on stage together. And then they let fergie do her stupid reggae thing... Why the hell does she sing like that?

5 I'm trying not to jinx my Halloween costume by telling people what it is. Kesi's either. I really want him to be able to do it cuz I think itd be hilarious. But if he doesn't dress up, I still want him to go to the party. You hear that? I know you're reading!

6 I found out last night that my grandma doesn't vote. That makes me sad. She and I are gonna have to have a lil talk. It may be too late this year, but 2012 Anna's at the polls! Lol. Also my mom told me 2 of my aunts may be republicans. She said its probably their church's influence. I actually started feeling uncomfortable at my old church because of their political beliefs. You aren't supposed to endorse as a congregation, I think but their ideals were clear. Wonder how they feel now.

7 yesterday was my buddy shamarr's birthday! He's 4. We talked last night and he's doing very well. It was late and he had school in the morning and he sounded so tired, lol. I miss him so much. He was such a ball of energy. I was watching the video I made of him wearing my sweatshirt and bowing like he was about to break into some karate... This kid, he's a star I tell you.

8 kesi's birthday is Sunday. We hadn't planned on doing anything, but our friends kept calling me, so now we're going to the movies Saturday. And probably some drinking and maybe football (yuck). He's gonna be 25. My baby's growing up! Sometimes I wonder how I could love him so much after all this. Other times, I just jump to the love. Forget logic.

9 I was gonna buy breezy a bottle of patron for his birthday last week. That ish is expensive! I'll buy him a shot next time we're out.

10 I really want a hug from my best friend. I think she wants one too.

11 there's video of aretha Franklin singing "touch my body. " actually if you go to The Cynical Ones you can see it there. Kilt me. Who is gonna throw you on the floor aretha? Stop playing.

12 my manager had me listening to Ricky smiley at work Monday. I truly love that woman.

13 OBAMA 08!
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dedication

so... my mom works for a courier, right? they do world wide deliveries and she gets to talk to all kindsa people when she processes their deliveries. so, why did she tell me that she talked to someone monday who wanted to coury (courie? courriate? they wanted it delivered is what im trying to say) their absentee ballot. apparently the last day to send it in cali was monday and he NEEEDED it to be there by tuesday. yeah did i mention my mom works the late day shift? this was gonna cost the man $400. and he paid it too. he's clearly a proponent of the "every vote counts" belief. you could fly back to cali and vote for all that effort! i just hope he voted for obama...




btw, i found this video and i laughed a few times. i kinda dont wanna hear the word vote anymore tho...

SOLID!!!!!

oh my god i hope i have this taped at home!!!

What a week!

And it starts over tomorrow! More craziness to ensue.

Monday my manager had me climb the cublicle wall to get some papers out of her office because she wouldn't be in the next day. Of course, being that I almost broke my neck to get them, I read them. It was an incident report from when my supervisor tripped another coworker. Yes, that's right, tripped. She had to go to the hospital. Yeah.

Tuesday.... I don't even remember Tuesday. I went to work.... Wtf did I do? Meh.

Wednesday I was off, and spent part of the day with Kesi. He played fable all day, I internetted all day. Just like a married couple! His brother, H's, girlfriend was over there too, and while she has the name and dance moves of a famous singer, the vocals are lacking. I woke up to her singing... Bless her heart. Can't talk too much junk though, she took me to Mrs Winners once I realized there was no food in the house that didn't require cooking or me throwing up (eggs).

That night I went to my friend Niko's surprise birthday party. Fun! It was of course a special day for me, being my friendaversary, the day my brother left for basic training last year, and Breezy's birthday. So I was grasping for sentiment. I told a couple of guys there, one of whose birthday it also was, about the friendaversary concept, at which point he says "yo dude we should pick a date!" and his friend says "yeah, no." it aint for everybody. Karina made lumpia, which I definitely have to start making. Rolled, fried turkey? Oh yes please. There was a line in the kitchen before she pulled them out the fryer.

Niko's mom is a doll. She's a pure trip. She left the party because the liquor selection was not up to par for her to take a shot with her son. Came back 15 minutes later with my friend Jose. I got some great shots of that too. I was the unofficial photographer.

At some point a neighbor called the cops because we were "loud." whatevs! It was like 10 PM! Apparently the smokers were yakking under her window. As a person who hits the bed at 2am, no sympathy. Though I've never had the cops called on me before, so maybe I'm just unnecessarily indignant.

Thursday- yo, hold up. I can't believe I forgot Tuesday! I worked 11 hours! I worked banquets from 10 to 430 and Starbucks from 5-10. Banquets had me going nonstop. But it was worth 3x my normal pay. And its gonna pay for kesi's birthday and thensome. But I was tired!!! I almost fell asleep at the register.

Anyways Thursday, Greencard said she was unable to work, so the schedule got rearranged. Guess who I see downstairs working a banquet when I was headed to lunch? Mmm. And she's all, "I'll keep your secret if you keep mine." when I told her I didn't have any secrets she said "you will." now I'm all for getting that paper, but you can't call in to your department to work in another. Its not a good look.

Tonight I worked ALONE. Work Sam called in because of a family emergency. When I talked to her she couldn't understand why the supervisor in charge of the schedule was mad at her. Because she's the girl who cried wolf. Every weekend for the past month she has had some kind of reason why she can't work. And now that there's a legit reason, no one wants to hear it. And now because of her we can't rotate weekends anymore. Luckily I still have next weekend off. And I'm not switching with nobody! I'm going to meet Jameil!
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i promise i'll have a real post soon...

maybe even later today if i finish it... until then, read this. its by one of my favorite authors about the a political pet peeve... i so agree, lol.

logic

laid out man... i was the only person on the floor. thats how bad it was. and despite the fact that it wasnt that bright in there, i had just came from the room with the strobe light so i needed the shades... i dont know why...it wasnt like i fully opened my eyes anyway...
me and my fellow volunteers!!! can you spot me? im right where i should be!





and here's video of russell simmons talking about the importance of taking the first step. it got interrupted cuz we had to go, but you get the gist.

So....

I wrote an entry about my weekend, how I volunteered at the Hip Hop Caucus for Respect My Vote and how I went to a house party littered with former schoolmates (ones I actually liked!), but it reads very boring because it was tons of "had to be there" stuff. And you weren't. I took tons of photos but I haven't been on a computer in a second, so, they'll be here when I do. Until then, some highlights:

*a Block ENT street team guy called me busty when I asked him for a tee shirt.
*i don't work for them, but Twelve hotel is the bomb! Now if only phones got reception on the guest floors....
*i was branded one of the worst pseudo-lesbians ever, because my friend Alicia and I had a hugging competition. We were living on the edge!
* "if you're trying to find logic you're not drunk enough!" -Work Sam
*work Sam's girlfriend made me a tequilatequila sunrise. Twice as much tequila as sunrise.
* "aint nothing bout them 'baby'!" -an old man at the liquor store to me and my coworker
* "ahh! I can hear you peeing!" -me, to Breezy who couldn't make it back inside so he relieved himself near his car
*my coworker was getting hit on by work Sam's girlfriend's ex, who I think is one of those guys who date black girls for street cred.
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Miss ego 2008

*This is what my friend called me. He has tons of drunk pix on the Face where his eyes are half open and he looks crazy. So I told him to come to our side of town and take sober pix. He told me to come take some drunk pix. I told him I had plenty and I looked hot in them. At which point he said that had nothing to do with nothing and that I had an ego. At which point I e-pageant waved, and declared my platform "world peace."

*One thing I'm not though? Breezy's secretary. This is an actual convo I had with a girl that works at the front desk.
Her: where's breezy?
Me: I don't know.
Her: when will he be back?
Me: I don't know.
Her: which direction did he go in?
Me: not sure.
Her: how long has he been gone?
Me: like a minute. Literally.
Her: and you have no idea when he's coming back?
Me: are you going to keep asking questions until he returns?
Her: maybe.
Me: hmm.
Her: ok I'll be back.
Me: I'm sure you will.

This was already her 3rd time coming in there that day, even following him into the office. And she did return before him and asked me 20000 questions again. He called her a stalker. Ya think? The problem is, if people see me, they immediately ask for him. Maybe because we're so close? But it gets old. I really don't keep track of him. And he's usually in the bathroom or sneaking cpu time at kinkos, so I don't wanna front him out either. So even if I do know, I'm probably not telling.

*He's a lil heartbroken right now anyways. I made him a mega mixed CD of about 100 songs (his car stereo plays MP3 files) including NERD, incubus, deftones, gnarls barkley, and the lovely MIA. He has been listening to the CD for a few months now, and decided last weekend to YouTube her videos. "I never knew how pretty she was! How old is she? She's hot." and etc. So Monday, he comes in and declares, "I'm going to marry MIA." so I have to break the news to him: she's pregnant. Lol he was like a 5 year old who just found out Santa isn't real. Totally ruined his day. To the point that when I get a text and "bird flu's" intro plays, he gets upset.

*beyonce knows some one at my high school's drill team. Have you seen "single ladies"? Which is "get me bodied pt 2" in almost every way except lyrically, although both are about going to the club. Anyways this is not to say that I don't like the song or the video, but during the 2nd chorus, she is all Dazzlin Dawgs, all day. La said she did those moves verbatim. I do agree with Shani about the song's message. Its not about me going to Kesi telling him he needs to ring me up, but moreso to that guy who I dated in 10th grade who wanted to keep our relationship "between us," constantly accused me of cheating, and now when I see him, which is every few months, he gives me that, "how's your man?" bull which really means "are you still with him?" boy stop. I also love Ciara's new song/video, though she quotes Soldja Girl at the end (if you're not sure who that is, you're not from atlanta, and you must YouTube it. I know someone who knows the whole rap).

I think that's all the random I have for today. I should have some new pix up on the crochet site soon, as soon as the recipient gets her package. Of course they have to be the first to see what they paid for.

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chalenge!

So la tagged me as an honest blogger. How sweet, right? Wrong! She did it because she thinks I'll flake and write boring things. How dare she!!! My best friend thinks I'm boring! Boo bitch. So here's some honest things about me, some she probably doesn't even know. But first, rules.

1. When you receive the prize you must write a post showing it, together with the name of who has given it to you, and link them back
2. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs (or even more) that you find brilliant in their content or design.
3. Show their names and links and leave them a comment informing they were prized with ‘honest weblog’
4. Show a picture of those who awarded you and those you give the prize (optional).
5. And then we pass it on!


1. I was thought to be blind or nearly blind at birth because I didn't respond to the doctor's stimulation. I was just ignoring him. I was literally almost blinded when a car hit the car I was in, on the door I was leaning against. Glass cut up the left side of my face around my eye. I still have scars.

2 I was kidnapped by a former close family friend. At least that's what I refer to it as. I was in school everyday but never able to go home. On my mom's end, it seemed like she was being done a favor, but the person was unstable and tried to make me replace the child she lost.

3 I once fooled around on a greyhound bus. It was still the worst form of transportation I ever took.

4 In 5 the grade I promised a boy that we'd go on a date in 7th grade, knowing that I would be in Atlanta by then. When I came back to visit the summer before 8th grade I found out he told people in our class. I denied it. I still feel bad.

5 someone close to me got pregnant with her son because she was jealous that another woman had a boy with her son's father. I love her son so much and sometimes contemplate telling him, but I worry that knowing the truth may break him, rather than fix him.

6 I kissed my uncle's fiance's son when I was 10. I just want to make it perfectly clear that I am not bama. We were not related!

7 I only resent my mother for reading my diary. Multiple times. Anything else she's ever done I can forgive. That, I have trouble with. Most likely because she's unapologetic about it.

8 my dream is to win wheel of fortune.

9 one of my exes killed someone. I only ever told Kesi, but he told a group of our friends.

10. I sometimes wish there was a concrete explanation for my weirdness, so that it could be explained away. Adversely, I hate when people dismissively state that I *would* like, do, or believe something because I am a little off-beat. Not in a "this is interesting, Joy would like it," kind of way, more like, "I don't get it, it gives me the same confusion as she does so she must enjoy it."



so here's who i tag.....

diva
diamondsrforeva
jameil
rashan
adei
v dizzle
wise

yeah some have been tagged already, but shoot, that aint in the rules.

knock yourselves out kids!!!

Blindness

Kesi and I went on a date this weekend! Yay! You may be thinking, "and?" but our quality time consists of hanging at my house or his house, and the last movie we saw was the Dark Knight. His supervisor gave us free passes to a regal theater, and so we were on our way!

Saturday afternoon we got dressed and headed to Atlantic Station! I had heard but not seen that they do a sort of craft fair on the weekends. This thing was big! I need to find info on it. Their lil "park" which is usually mini looking, was full of lil booths of people's paintings and jewelry and lotions... I'm broke, but they get a hand clap from the kid. Only one person had a proper sign, so I imagine they're on the same plane as I.
Anyways, Kesi went into the theater to get seats and I decided to get snacky. I waited in that line for like 10 minutes. Then, we had a $10 gift certificate, and guess how much I got with that? A medium (like 32oz...) soda and small popcorn. And I still had to pitch in 75 cents! Foolery.

The movie was great. Its about this city and eventually the nation, who gets a contagious "white blindness." meaning all they can see is white. For some reason julianne Moore can still see, and she lives in the containment area with her husband. I mean, it was exactly what I think itd be like, too. I'm not giving anything away when I say they were a mess. A sloppy mess. But the people's actions, their emotions and survival instincts, everything. So realistic. I recommend yall go see it. But be forewarned, there is A LOT of nudity in this movie. Its not gratuitous or overtly sexual. Its just, if no one could see you, how much time would you spend naked? Also, the direction is such that sometimes you feel blind too. Its an awesome movie.

After the movie we headed back because we were not spending any money there on food. It was still kinda light out and we had plenty of time to hang. A drunk man got kicked off the shuttle, which was hilarious. He kept arguing that he didn't have any liquids in his cup, just ice which was "cool, just like my daddy." what? Lmao! Then instead of sitting quickly he went to the back and tried to stand. She told him he couldn't stand and had to get off cuz there were no seats. "in other words, you don't want me?" "that's right sir!" and as he left he bumped hard into a girl, cursed and flipped the driver a bird. Pure mess. After that we saw a high school friend at the train station. Haven't seen her in ages! Last time I saw her was actually at our friend's funeral a year and a half ago. Since then she'd gotten divorced and is dating a woman. Seriously, I'm the only straight chick in Atlanta, lol. So we caught up and I found out that her sister, who used to date kesi's "lil sister," is pregnant. Precious. We also talked about her lil kiddies and just life in general. Hopefully I'll be able to keep up with her now. She was MIA for a bit, which I blame on her ex husband.

Once we got to the house Kesi promptly fell asleep and I spent the night crocheting, until I shook him at about 1 to ask if he was staying. He's so cute when he's asleep.

In conclusion, go watch the movie.
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Dear republican candidates:

Synonyms for maverick:

bohemian, dissenter, loner, nonconformist, stray, unbranded, oddball, orthodox, radical, rebel, recusant, renegade, weirdo.

Please take note. I'm over that word. Thank you.

The Joy.

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Down Peachtree

Yesterday at work, my friend Work Sam (not to be confused with Ruby Sam, who works with Kesi) said, "I need an AST training book, so if McCain wins, I can go be a supervisor in Canada." I laughed of course, but my manager, who we'll call Monk, because she has OCD, said, "he better win!" and you know what, I really like Monk. I think I have my first republican friend. I had assumed that she was a democrat, because her boyfriend is Cuban, and because she's a few months younger than me. I didn't know there were young repubs in Atlanta. I learned something! Lol. We'll convert her. She'll see. I'll just not talk politics around her because I don't want to lose my job calling her a racist fool or something. *i don't think she's racist or a fool, FYI. But I'm very passionate, ok?*

So last night kesi's egging me on to freestyle, as he is won't to do, to "down rodeo" by Rage Against the Machine. Even back in the 90s, I was all for the political rock. Zach dela Rocha is my homie. System of a Down, the dude from Pearl jam, I could go on, but I won't. Just know when I hear "rally round the family with a pocket fulla shells," I get emotional, lol. Making faces and all. I, today, noticed the anachronism of the chorus of that song as it relates to my life. I cannot "roll down Rodeo with a shot gun," for I do not drive, hate guns, and have never been to California. But I feel it so powerfully because its about revolution. Uprising. Change damn it! (And I frequently walk down Peachtree with a pocket knife, but for slightly different reasons).

I send forth a prayer that Obama wins. I haven't yet watched the VP debates because I was at work, but I hear from facebook statuses that Sarah blew, and when I came in the house my mom was watching and Palin had that dumb smile on her face that made me feel her brain was on "duh." so this woman who essentially needs a cheat sheet could be "a heartbeat away (If I hear that phrase one more time)" and she's dumber than Bush! Whatever "independent" thinking she claims to have done was just a product of her small town small thoughts. Now you're in the big city and all you can do is grin at me. Womp. And I love how people wanna paint McCain as a war hero because he was in a Hanoi jail for 5 years. But they don't mention that it was his fault. If he had not been at the bottom of his class and paid attn in maneuvers, he wouldn't have crashed for the 3rd or 4th time. Bet he was kicking himself after that one....

And so I wonder what Monk is seeing. Is she voting for her parents' party? Is she scared of the inteligent black man (that can't be it, she works with plenty of us)? I don't know. But I hope this nation doesn't go to hell in an Alaskan inuit-weaved basket.

*ps, breezys grandad told us when he was at the bus stop he overheard a convo between a young black chick and a white man. He asked her if she was voting for Barack, and she said "hell naw! I'm voting for Obama!" poor chile.
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13 things I love about kesi

Adei has me thinkin about how good it is to have a good man. Reading her list about hers, I'm agreeing and net high-fiving her, lol. So I that fashion, I present to you the 13 unique things I love about Kesi. They're unique because there's plenty of guys who are sweet and generous and sexy and blah blah. But only he can be described using these 13 tenets.

1 he frowns in his sleep. Its rather funny and totally cute. Its like a lil puppy.

2 he says, "it'd be funny if..." and then says something that sends us on a tangent of laughter for a few minutes.

3 he watches All My Children with me and keeps up with the characters.

4 he reaches for me while we're asleep. It wakes me up but I like it.

5 he tries to get me to freestyle rap. Yeah, no.

6 he worries about me going ANYWHERE with ANYONE after it gets dark out. Even around the corner to run an errand with someone I've known half my life.

7 he runs around like a mad man when I'm sick. When my teeth were pulled he bought every soft food in Kroger.

8 he talks freely and fearlessly about our future marriage/ kids.

9 my first attempt at crocheting an 8bit videgame character is the wallpaper on his phone.

10 he's got a crazy name. The last name is french, but spelled wrong; I think "Kesi" is swahili, but it means "born of a troubled father" which is totally funny, and his first name is Irish. Together, it sounds totally made up and I'm pretty sure he's been eyeballed as a terrorist. But you can't walk around with that name and not be totally unique and strange and cool.

11 I think he'd be totally down with the symphony version of Metallica's "nothing else matters" as our first song.

12 his hair curls in lil locks until he combs it. Which I suppose isn't so remarkable, but I love his hair and he's growing it out again. :)

13 we have text conversations like this:

Me: They're gonna roast bats!

Kesi: who? And where?

Me: Andrew zimmern. Travel channel. He's in samoa. I love this show!

Kesi: hahaha that nigga better *redacted for the childrens, let's just say he said something dirty* He has no excuse.

Me: Lol I just laughed so hard. Right though? I'd be so insulted. "nigga you ate slugs before!"

Kesi: haha totally.

Me: samoa looks pretty. We should go some day.

Kesi: gotta get rich first.

Me: true....He just ate a fish eye. Yeah he's a freak.

Kesi: gotta be.

Me: gonna buy you a fish eye.

Kesi: hell no!

Me: damn.

Kesi: why?

Me: I wanted to see if you'd eat anything. Lol.

Kesi: No i don't eat pork so that "anything" stuff is already out.

Me: womp. You're such a picky eater. Have an apple tomorrow. Do you have apples at work?

Kesi: no. Well apple pieces.

Me: Apple pieces? Eat 4 tomorrow

Kesi: why?

Me: Cuz you need to eat fruit and I'm the one to get you to do it.

Kesi: I'll see if I can sneak some.

Me: *cracks whip*

Kesi: *runs*

Me: you better run toward a fruit stand!

Kesi: *runs back* wait, where's a fruit stand?

Me: shit, I don't know!
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Wordless Wednesday

Me in my infinite boredom in my spongebob pjs, wondering what my hair looks like... Is that too many words? Bah. Its late.
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