The Extraordinary Machine...

got to be there.

2009-06-25T23:42:00.002-04:00

ive been off today. i slept most of it, having stayed up til 6am pressing kesi's hair (yeah i said it. and why is that joint touching his shoulders?) and watching the bruce lee story with him.

after i got my ID this morning i came back home and napped. i woke to the news that michael jackson was in the hospital. then, that he was dead. i followed the whole drama on twitter and facebook and spent the rest off the night watching mtv and youtubing my favorite mike videos. my mother also accidentally googled some inappropriate pix of one of mike's costars (i wont say her name cuz its inconsequential and her life took some sad turns.) heres some of the highlights of the day.

*i had a michael jackson doll handed down to me from my aunt stacey. loved that thing! he even had glitter socks. it was thriller mike and he came with the red jacket. i think it was handed back to stacey's daughter.

* i told la i wanted an "all i wanna say is that they dont really care about us" tattoo. she vetoed the idea.

*i must learn to rollerskate moonwalk, a la "bad." i should put them on now and practice.

*al sharpton said "when michael and i were teens..." what? you and michael were never teens together. womp.

*there is video of me and my 3rd or 4th grade class singing "heal the world." i just found out about it and im very excited. cant wait to see it!

* does anyone remember my long ride to chili's post? we listened to michael the whole ride.

*when i was 11 i would do the scooby doo dance to "dont stop til you get enough" with cousin/former blogger miss lady.

*I used to think man in the mirror was a song about a man who lives in a mirror and gave advice. or he was bad and thats why they put him in the mirror.

*and lastly, a video.

did you miss me?

2009-06-15T00:09:00.002-04:00

i know you did.

im off work!!! its been a trying week. im getting back into life- i have a phone again. and i fouund out i can get the camera i had on amazon for $50. yay! theres been some drama at work reguarding the security videos and i had to write a lil nasty email and cc the hotel manager. im not above that shit. i am a pro with the emails.

now that im done typing about the drama of my life, which im even tire of talking about but that shit is everywhere, on to the good stuff!

my mommy and i had a lil date today! we had appetizers at longhorn, then went to the civic center for the "America I AM" exhibit. pleeeeease go see it! please! it was awesome! and im still mad yall didnt see king tut! but for real. 500 years of african americans. beautiful. also? packed. you should go on a wednesday. we spent most of the time waiting to see stuff. but then again it just opened friday. so there's that.

those of you that have twitter, follow @walmartAIA and get you some tickets! please!

anyway i had a great time with my mommy. she's a trip! she was talking about people all in kroger! lol. talking about what people had on and everything. thats where i get if from. who knew? she even wore her afro out today and we kinda looked like twins. in our lil african inspired garb (her a caftan with lil yoruba people on it, me a dress with reeds and some less descript african pattern). there are pix but wehad to break out my old film(!) camera.

i'll try to go less than a week before i have sumn interesting to say. lol

update

2009-06-07T16:05:00.003-04:00

so... how come the area of the police dept where you would your case# is closed on weekends? whats that about? i called when my mom got home at 6pm, and the chick had such a tude on the phone. she was like, "well you gone have to wait til monday anyway." shut up stank woman.

also, after looking at my bank statement online, i realize that the gas station he was hustling at was on cleveland avenue. so this dude came ALLLL the way downtown, to skulk around a hotel looking to steal stuff. he walked into the gift shop's back storeroom and probably would have racked up except my manager was in there, so he made up an excuse, talking about he was trying to apply for a job. so he disappeared and went around to the back of my store and stole my stuff. easy pickins.

i am using kesi's extra phone until i can get my phone replaced. i have to get my case number from the police dept before they can even ship it out. considering how close the warehouse i could have had it by monday if the apd worked on weekends. suckers.

i think thats all.

im pretty sad. i went to a baby shower saturday ande cooked friday. no pictures of either... i have no camera! sigh.

robbed

2009-06-05T14:22:00.002-04:00

yes, i was robbed.

i was at work, my purse was in the back of the store, as usual, and some guy was lurking around and stole it. he left my purse in one of the back rooms, empty of anything of value to him.

that includes my wallet, which had no money in it but did have my marta card, my check card, and my ID. my camera, my phone, and my brand new zune. so pissed you guys. im more calm now... i cried, kicked shit, yelled a lil, and drank on an empty stomach. but now im waiting for a call from the atl police. well technically my mom is waiting for the call. she's the only one in the house with a phone as of yet. my bro still hasnt got his stuff together since he was robbed.

im wondering why this keeps happening to my family. what did we do? we're nice, god fearing people! we take precautions! geez man... its just shitty.

and he stole my pepper spray. womp. and i cant go get more cuz i dont have an ID so i cant get into starship! super womp.

why do i do these things to myself???

2009-05-30T17:15:00.005-04:00

what do you get when you add this....

and this?

well, you get this.

morphthing.com, youre making my uterus ache. thank you.

PS: you can see kesi's moustsche. weird. and the fact that neither pic had a visible hairline shows too. lol.

housewife

2009-05-26T14:36:00.003-04:00

ok sho heres the deal. i prefer to post when im off work. i just worked a 7 day stretch and im finally off, so you got sumn from me yesterday and ssumn today!! yay, arent you excited? im also off friday and im sure life will happen by then.

anyways, i cooked last weekend. the stars aligned and i had a 4day weekend and my mom was out of town. so i had free reign of the kitchen and living room, which is hardly ever the case. i decided to make emeril's spinach and turkey lasagna and i substituted a little- green peppers instead of red, and i couldnt find the exact cheeses. but other than that i followed it to the t and it turned out great!!! i loved it. kesi loved it, my mom and brother and my mom's work friend who she shared with loved it. i will surely make it again.

i think im gonna try to cook once a month. kesi has high bp and high cholesterol (how???) so i had to make a healthy meal for him that tasted good. im thinking of a stew- even though i dont really like most stews, we'll see.

i did look back at the pix i took and my plate was hella messy. i was in a rush to take the picture because my camera. so to further remove myself from adei's critique, i give you these gems.

his second helping... he ate half the pan almost.

its an earthquake!!!

2009-05-25T17:06:00.003-04:00

sorry la, i had to do it.

please click here and watch all of this hilarity, lol. unfortunately imbedding has been disabled. and she has tons more videos! and original songs! i cant.

then, this is where i actually first saw the video, and i love what they did! actually even amandah liked it and she was excited to be on tv.

"its like white trash in stereo." lmfao!!

PSA

2009-05-16T03:40:00.001-04:00

There's something that's been on my mind for a while. Something I've actually been telling my other female friends but somehow neglected to share with my blogger friends. This is not just a message for the women, though I think we can most benefit from it. Please take heed. Its very important.

Ladies. Please. Please! I am begging: stop having sex with Lil Wayne. If ever you are faced with a horny, naked Lil Wayne, do me a favor. Take a step back and look at what you're about to do. Literally, and metaphorically. He's in no way attractive. He's got muscles, sure, but they're covered in tattoos. We all know I have no problem with tattoos but I'm pretty sure a lot of his were done while intoxicated. He tattooed his eyelids. And "misunderstood" on his eyebrow. And a crack in his forehead. Look. Do you see it? He had someone drill lightly into his forehead! His dreds look well kept but they probably smell like alcohol and sweat and other druggy bodily secretions. Remember, he does drugs. Many kinds. You're about to have sex with a drug addict. Is he intoxicated now? Ask him. If he says anything, the answer is yes. If he doesn't respond, he's asleep.

If for some reason you still, after all these things I've mentioned to you, find Dewayne Carter attractive enough to bone him, please, please, use a condom. And be on birth control. Take 2 that day. Unlike 2 condoms, 2 pills don't cancel themselves out. Apparently he's already got a lil girl, who he fathered in between successes, a son, born last year by an Asian beautician in Ohio, and horror of horrors- he got Lauren London pregnant. That one literally makes me wanna barf in my mouth. Lauren London. New-new. Unlike what Common said, love is a mystery in this case. Ugh. Anyways, think about this: You may be one of lil Wayne's baby mamas. You guys could start a support group. It would be called "I have a baby by the most unattractive black man in the history of rap." there would surely be some chicks who didn't actually have babies in the group too. They want to laugh at you.

Kesi says quite often that he looks like Sonic the Hedgehog. I like this because I tend to not want to call black men monkeys. I liken myself to Doctor Robotnik. I'm bent on destroying him. Next time I see him, ima throw a chili dog at him.

Don't let my hatred take away from the point. Weezy F Baby is not to be sexed. Its for your own good. Thank you, goodnight.

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passing the time

2009-05-15T01:27:00.004-04:00

when im not reading your blogs, there are alot of obscure (to me) and entertaining sites i like to peruse. here's a list, for your enjoyment:

failblog
it is what it says it is. pictures and videos of people failing. my favorite as of late is the chick who has a "success is not an option" tattoo.

passive aggressive notes
ive been waiting for my own passive aggressive note to come my way so i could submit it. i strive to be not passive aggressive in my written work, simply because of this blog.

awkward family photos
i must say, i have a weird family photo. actually is me and my date for the 8th grade prom. i wrote about him, but ive yet to finish categorising my entries so i dont know where it is. anyways he had the "robot hands on waist" action, and i smiled way too hard. some of these are way worse though.

why the fuck do you have a kid?
i actually found this reading katy perry's blog. the question is valid. especially when you watch the salvia videos. why do people wanna do that stuff? this site should be forwarded to childrens svcs for real.

fark video.
if you havent seen keyboard cat... please enjoy.

you know you dead azz wrong
people are a mess and our blog friend durty mo aint afraid to say it.

texts from last night
i found the fun in binge drinking!!!

Also...

2009-05-10T21:09:00.000-04:00

Go here:

http://ladidahdi.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-vote-for-my-mama-now.html

And do it! Now!
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Catch up

2009-05-10T13:24:00.000-04:00

I can't believe its been a week! I'll make this short because my phone's buttons are sticking. I definitely called them for a new one now that its an effort for me to press O or space.

Anyways. Its hot. I'm adoring this fact since I hate winter clothes and Kesi has been driving me to the bus stop since they robbed the AT&T guy in the same spot my bro got robbed. With a rifle. I don't want any limbs blown off. We haven't heard of anyone else getting robbed but we also haven't heard that dudes got caught either. So no.

I went to an "indoor campfire" Friday night. Crazy right? There was food (no, thank you) plenty alcohol, and.... A country band. I almost died! I thought I'd gotten punked. I respect their musicianship, they sounded great, but that's not me at all. It was funny because the group we came to see, yelawolf, is nothing like that, at least not outwardly. They're a rap/rock/punk group that happens to be from Alabama and Tennessee but it barely reflects in their music, so I was expecting a different opener. Ah well. When yelawolf did get going (oh btw this is the same group I saw in September and the singer took my shades off my face and wore them for a while) it was literally something I've never seen before. They sat around the "campfire" and played acoustic bass, guitar, violin, harmonica and drums. Just freestyled for a while and it sounded awesome. Breezy was with me and he was amazed at it too. He went in a lil skeptical, especially after the country band, but he dug it.

Besides the band, there was the audience. We all got along. Except one guy.... He was about 6foot5, pure muscle, and smelled like clothes in storage. You know what I mean. When you take your winter clothes out of the back of your closet and have to rewash them cuz they have a... Scent. And this guy was a spaz. He was sweaty (it wasn't that hot for his whole body to be glowing) and flailing and wanted to touch everyone and move freely through the crowd. And he had ugly dreds. You know the kind. Breezy has pretty, uniform dreds. This guy's were a Miami mess. Anyways, besides this idiot, the show was hot. If you feel like youtubing, I recommend "box Chevy," and "gone" and he also is on that new slim thug single "I run."

What else? I guess that's it. I have a story to tell but I haven't finished typing it up yet. I want it to be entertaining and informative, lol. Holla!

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this pizza is perfect for christians... and jews!

2009-05-03T02:13:00.004-04:00

first, a photo. click it please... fine print.

this is what i saw on the pizza box at work today. jesus really is everywhere, if you werent sure...

and now a video. the "one world" sentiment is kinda ruined by the men singing and the bad acting.

What I Got

2009-04-29T13:31:00.000-04:00

Let's see here...

I got a zune! Yay! Its wonderful! 120GB. My brother hooked me up. I added 2008 songs and 700pics and didn't even make a dent. Lol. Its red too, just like my phone. The only thing is, I can't get my video onto it. And I have like 60 videos. They're all avi files and I need them to be wav. And I don't know how to do that! Sad face. Help?

I also got some pepper spray. I have not been working 45 hour weeks (a welcome change from the 30 hour weeks of yore) just to have someone steal my shit. My family and I aren't really gun people- I prefer knives as anyone who has ever met me knows- but there has to be a longer-range personal protection strategy. So pepper spray it is!

So we went to Starship to go get the sprays for myself and my bro and mom. If you don't know, Starship is an "adult and novelty" store in my hood. The majority of it is porn and sex toys but in one corner is smoking accessories and the other is protection, such as knives and mace. So I get the pepper spray and head to the counter cuz its 2am and I'm ready to go lay down. Plus kesi's brothers were with us and if I was going to browse I wasn't gonna do it near them, lol. What little they do know about our sex life is too much. But meanwhile, they fall in love with the knives (don't mess with us son! We're like that gang in the Michael Jackson video!) and start picking out which they want.... So Kesi walks over to the discount videos and starts reading the titles. Pure entertainment. Just cutting right to the chase. Its like going to the movies and the titles are "15 people die" or "he has a secret, she finds out, they break up then get back together." only in porn the plots are simpler. Lmao. I will not recreate their titles because they're words I wouldn't say outloud, let alone on my PG13 blog. So he's reading, and behind us is a display of lubricants. And one is literally a liter of lube. With a pump. And I'm like, who needs all this? So I go to pick it up and show Kesi.... And it slips out of my hands. Hits the floor. Cracks at the bottom. Splashes all over my left pant leg and shoe.

Great.

So I was gonna buy it since I broke it, but that shit was $22! I aint even got it! And I'm more concerned with my shoes and pants. So I try to rub it in/ wipe it off, and so now its on my hands. And it smells like gak. Yall remember that gooey clay stuff nickelodeon had back in the day? Yeah. I don't wanna touch anything, now I just wanna leave. My shoe has a really nice shine though, even though I have since washed the stuff off.

I still wanna know who needs $22 dollar lube. With a pump.
Listening to:
Sneaker Pimps- 6 underground
Sublime- what I got
John legend- satisfaction
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facebook repost

2009-04-25T23:26:00.002-04:00

so i was gonna post sumn else regarding facebook, but then this happened. long story short, my brother go robbed on the way to work. he's fine, but without phone. the following is his status on fb after it happened, then his friends' responses:

JMJ asks.... Sooooo what is a man to do when he's robbed at gunpoint on the way to work for an honest day's pay??!! BULLSHIT!!!

KH at 11:52am
Wat who this happen too........

JMJ at 11:53am
Me... At about 10:15 today...

DA at 11:53am
What the hell? Umm... JMJ, I hope that this didn't happen to you!

TS at 11:58am
Dude are you serious! Where were you?

TB at 11:59am
Damn thats crazy. But hey if u still wanted to try what we were talkin bout (beyonce tix everyone's trying to get)u can do it today. Let me know if it works

JMJ at 12:00pm
Down the street from my house... Don't try calling my phone... They took it. So, if u want, either just send me a message, or hit me up on Yahoo Messenger. TB I don't have the necessary amount in my acct right now. But I'll try anyway. I want to go to the bank... But, u know.

TS at 12:00pm
Did you report it to the police?

SG at 12:01pm
Darn cous, srry to hear that. Better your phone than you though!!! glad you are ok

DA at 12:02pm
Damn, this is really fucked. Exactly what all did they take besides your phone? I really hope you reported it to the police.

JMJat 12:02pm
Yeah. Luckily, there's a police station right up the street. I was literally right around the corner from there when I was robbed. And they said it has happened two other times from the same guys.

DA at 12:04pm
Well that's good at least. I hope they catch these guys. And if your card was taken, you need to call and cancel it.

JMJ at 12:04pm
My phone, my carmex(DAMN MY LIPS R DRY!!), 12 bucks, some pens and my headphones. They're not exactly good at robbing people cuz if I was in their shoes, I woulda searched the person. But I still have my wallet, camera, and house keys that were on me. I still have my card.

SG at 12:05pm
not the Carmex !!!!!! LMFAO

DA at 12:06pm
Oh okay, goody! It still sucks that they took stuff from you, period! And I already know how you're feeling with the phone... and especially the carmex. Lol! I'm just glad that you're safe most of all. It could've been worse. Hope you get another phone soon.

TS at 12:08pm
I agree

JMJ at 12:08pm
Yeah. If there was only one of em, gun or not, I probably woulda fought him... It might be stupid, but I woulda been workin on impulse.

KH at 12:16pm
Im sorry love im glad u safe...........

JMJ at 12:24pm
So am I

DAJ at 12:31pm
So you're telling me that more than one person robbed you at gunpoint and only took your phone, $12, some headphones, some damn pens...and your Carmex??? What the fuck is wrong with our people! That's it... I'm Native American. We can't even rob right anymore. This confirms the vast downward spiral of the black community.

JMJ at 12:33pm
Lol right... Cuz he made no effort to check for my camera, my wallet with my bank card, or my house keys... Though he didn't know where I live... Point is, he coulda got more for his pathetic display of justlearninhowtostealness.

DAJ at 12:34pm
You should have asked his dumb ass if he wanted your socks too.

JMJ at 12:35pm
lol he probably woulda taken em. Then my feet would be uncomfortable.

DAJ at 12:36pm
Ha! Well at least he wasn't a complete fool and you're alright. Now you can go to work and be a bitch at RT! Yay!

JMJ at 12:37pm
Nah, I was on my way to work. I called them while I was at the police station, and my gm told me it was kool if I didn't come in.

DAJ at 12:38pm
Ok good. They should pay you for that day seeing you lost money... but that's just asking for an arm and a leg. You should get a gun.

JMJ at 12:39pm
Lol why would I get a gun? Totally outta my character.

DAJ at 12:40pm
Because guns are cool... duh!

JMJ at 12:44pm
ATTENTION EVERYONE!! I STILL HAVE MY CARMEX. THANKS.

DAJ at 12:45pm
Woo moist lips! [nohomo]

JMH at 12:47pm
lol soooo homo!! jk

JoyCJ (thats me, in case you werent on the up) at 2:30pm
Yall are a trip! Did your carmex fall in that loose pocket you have? I put out the word on my status cuz I really want those guys caught. A lot of my peeps live of (the main road).

JMJ at 2:30pm
Yeah. I found my carmex Joy! The apron pockets are deeeep!!! Thatz wha's up though. Black Dodge Neon!!

IT at 3:24am
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW I KNEW NOTHING ABOUT THIS... SO SORRY, JMJ... AND JOY U PROBABLY THOUGHT I WAS SO INSENSITIVE FOR NOT ASKING IF LIL BRUH WAS OK WHEN I SAW YOU TONIGHT.. BUT I AM JUST LEARNING OF THIS SITUATION VIA STATUS BROWSING!!! *sorry for yelling* ..but like everyone said, I'm glad that you're ok.. black dodge neon, huh??!?!?!?! :-( ...i didn't do it!!

JMJ at 3:26am
Lol I know you didn't. There was no tag on the front and I know yours says "N'DIYA." Its iight. I think they'll get caught. Mean time, where can I get some p-spray?

IT at 3:37am
p-spray??

JMJ at 3:38am
PEPPER... HUN. PEPPER.

ITat 3:42am
damnit i knew it was gonna be something i would feel retarded about questioning... Boy... my ass sometimes... I tell ya the truth!!!

JMJ at 3:46am
LOL BUT I LOVE YA NONETHELESS.

JoyCJ at 3:47am
Hardware store or starship (a sex shop on the main road).

JMJ at 3:56am
OH OK. THANKS!

IT at 3:58am
lol@ pepperspray being at starship... boy i swear... people these days!!!! we've taken 4play to a whole new level... *ok I'm done*

JMJ at 4:01am
LOL WELL THEY HAVE KNIVES N SWORDS TOO.

JoyCJ at 4:05am
thats where i got mine.

*please note the time frame of the conversation. 20 hours!!! it was a very long day. and i was up the entire time.*

the gay storm's got me!!!

2009-04-22T01:18:00.002-04:00

The Colbert Report

Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c

The Colbert Coalition's Anti-Gay Marriage Ad

colbertnation.com

Colbert Report Full Episodes

Political Humor

Gay Marriage Commercial

please watch this.

i dont know if you know, but many of my friends and family members have the gay. lol. the original commercial they showed is foolish propaganda, and my love, stephen colbert really showed that. really? youre afraid? really? im sorry, but, i cannot understand how gay people getting married affects my specific marriage. maybe the wedding, because thered be less availability in halls and churches, but not my marriage. unless i married a gay. and trust me, that aint the case.

*taken from stephen rader's blog. an awesome guy who i woulod so be friends with in real life.*

I'm telling all the biz

2009-04-19T13:07:00.000-04:00

*work dramas*

1. So its busy in the hotel right now, as it gets as the temperature raises, so we have to be on our game. That means ontime, completely prepared, full bank. We have a woman that works in the back, where an essential part of her job is giving change. Pennies, quarters, bills, etc. At a certain part of the day we go get change. Since its busy its so very neccessary.

So Wednesday this guy from the valet parking co comes up like "I need change." ok, 2tens, some ones, what? "100 ones." I can't give you 100ones. Its very busy and I need my ones. Are you allowed to go to general cashier? (since its a secure area some franchised departments can't partake of the service. "yes but there's a line. I thought yall had extra money." well if you don't stand in the line, and I give you change then I'll have to stand in the line. I don't see where that benefits me. Also, no, I dont have extra. I have enough for me. And I can't give you any.

Ok, so then I tell my manager how he basically told me he was too lazy to stand in line at the cashier and thought my money was up for negotiation. No buddy! Oh, at one point he even said "lemme see how much you have" like we could work out a deal. For the record I had hella ones, but by the end of the night I had none. So my not giving him any was a good deal. Then (then!) he comes back Friday with some fives trying to make a trade. After I heard he again wanted ones, I left the conversation because I JUST told him no! So my coworker is giving him the "I can't spare it" speech and he's again trying to haggle these fives! So she, not knowing who he is, said "we can go get you some ones from the cashier" and I said no he can get them himself. So he walked off and I told her about Wednesday's drama. If he comes back i'ma have to really get at him.

2. So I told you how my homeboy had been skimming money and got fired, right? If I didn't, that's the whole story. He'd been "no sale"-ing and pocketing the money and he got caught. So now he's been gone for a month or so. Why is there a MARKED difference in profits and deposits? Like a noticeable difference. What the hell. Were we really underestimating how much money he was taking? Meanwhile he's on welfare and proud of it! And other facts, but I wont tell all his biz. Just know he's trifling. And has nothing to show for it. Hope he had some money squirreled away, though I heard he was selling his rims on eBay.

3. One of my supervisors got fired for stealing time. I remember one instance last summer where he "left" at 3ish, and then we saw him at 730 that night! And we're like, what are you doing here? He said he "forgot something." I really think he stayed clocked in and left. Apparently he had been editing his time to say he was scheduled later than he was when he'd come in late. He was seriously getting over. He got caught and fired but he contested it and now he's back. My thing is, now there's a tension. He thinks the mgr is out to get him (which may be true) and she feels usurped. So that's all fun.

4. My homegirl quit. Or sumn like that. She called in sick, then didn't call in at all (and I had to work for her, while I was already scheduled next door), then had a 3 day weekend scheduled then didn't call in again. Then last Tuesday I get a call asking if I wanted to work. It was already deep into year afternoon so I said no (though I wish I hadn't, it was my only day to be absolutely lazy) Wednesday I see her girlfriend and she says my coworker left town. Or at least that's what they're telling my manager and any other authorities. The real story apparently involves the FBI and the decision not to come to work because other things were taking off in her life. Which I can understand. And now I'm working a 6 day week to cover her hours, which suits me fine cuz I got things to do, monetarily.

I think that's it. There's a lot of randomness at my job. They're a mess. But I love them.
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2009-04-15T13:15:00.001-04:00

So you know what I learned the "hard" way? When the cable goes out, the electricity goes out. I have cable internet, but it didn't dawn on me that that was the case. So I'm sitting at home Friday night during the tornado warnings, watching Dollhouse, which is great and if you haven't watched I recommend you hulu it ASAP, and I get a few storm warnings but no interruptions. Then @1am ish the cable goes out. Right in the middle of my typing the previous entry. But I'm good because I still have my net. I'm all in the middle of youtube-ing and typing. Then I go to publish: "server cannot be reached" or some mess. Boo! I have cable internet! So now I'm officially bored. And both of them were out til like 3 the next afternoon. Can someone explain how the cable goes out hours after the storm is over? And it wasn't even a bad storm! At least not in my hood. Wtf!

*interjection- those monotone Com/cast commercials make me feel funny. Like a queasy funny.

Anyways for some reason I've been neglecting blogging since I've gotten my laptop. Then the one night that I'm doing it.... Lol yeah I'm gonna probably stay blogging from my blackberry. It feels better to me. Unless I have pix or videos to share. Maybe tomorrow I'll tell you about my coworker who will surely be fired soon, and about Ressurection Sunday and my first time at a Sunday svc in years, and about how I finally know my first kiss is gay.
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the extraordinary machine

2009-04-11T02:15:00.003-04:00

can i tell you how much i hate to spell the word extraordinary? im pretty sure thatll be my last time doing it this blog entry.

so anyway, i changed my blog name. i got struck by a fiona apple song ,and my favorite line: be kind to me, or treat me mean. i'll make the most of it... etc. i ts such a powerful thing to say. "whatever you do, ima keep it moving as Joy." so there.

i think its immportant to remind myself that the world around me can only take me down if i let it. and thats not who i am. this particular period in time has been particularly trying, what with my granddad dying, the ever reocurring drama with my dad, and random and myriad things. but im still here. cuz im extraordinary.

anyways, here's the video of her singing the song at the benefit for katrina victims. you know the "george bush hates negroes" one, lol.

Yep, that's right

2009-04-09T13:07:00.000-04:00

Its loser week. I'm sure there's things to talk about but I am drawing a straight up blank.

I'll try to think of sumn by tonight. Since for some reason I'm scheduled for 5.5 hours today... Whatevs.
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a yabba dabba doo time!!!

2009-04-04T00:43:00.005-04:00

lets see...

tons of margaritas,

yummy mexican by mexicans,

thai dinner,

tattoos,

aquarium, complete with the above attacky stingray,

and more to come!

im having a good time.

and she's not just lying on the floor mopey, cuz im awesome. and also theres no booze here that ive seen, so of course we have to leave sometime.

2.5 more days!!!

Of body ink and birthdays

2009-03-27T13:31:00.000-04:00

Here's sumn you may not know: I'm headed to Texas! Yay! Its my LP (known to you as the infamous La)'s birthday, and I'm going to hang out with her. Atlanta is really trying to send me on my way wth all this ran though. They want me to leave! Bye then!

So we're hoping to get tattoos while I'm there. Mine is highly conceptual, and involves heiroglyphics and Arabic and shit. But I can't seem to find anyone who speaks Arabic to translate for me (I need to hear them say the words so I can translate the sounds into heiro, so the internet aint really helping). Bah! Damn it! I work with mad Ethiopians and Somalians but no Egyptians! Fuck!

Anyway, Kesi and I are sitting in the car the other night and some new guy from his job walks up to him showing off his tattoo. "yeah my boy does ink. You see its good work so if you need some, holler!" it was straight script. Just a cursive tattoo of his sons name on his arm. Then he started talking about some jail tat method involving crayons and a safety pin. It was at this point that I really started thinking about where the average black person probably gets their tattooing skills, and twittering about it, lol.

"Can't go to a tattoo parlor in the hood because I don't think many of them went through artist apprenticeship. May be biased, but I don't want a prison tattoo."

I know from watching Miami ink that you're supposed to work under someone in order to become a tattooist. I think most of these dudes, especially the one in my hood that EVERYONE goes to, could draw well, learned in jail, then got out and bought a tat gun. *sidenote, the guy across from me on the bus has no less than 4 tattoos on his arms and hands, one that says "god's/ child" with 6 stars, an ugly bulldog looking "cry later" mask, and sumn I can't discern from here* and that's fine, if that's what you like. But me? My brother is a brilliant artist. He turned a photo of himself into a lil fish cartoon. He still has to tag my skates. But I'm not about to let him scribble on my body! So pardon me as I head to lil 5 points and get my artwork done.
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So I've never been to Texas. I'm excited! I remember La telling me there are cows next to the bus station. Its gonna be really interesting. I also decided to cook for her birthday. We have to go to the grocery store, which she particularly hates, lol. But damnit, we're going! I'm gonna be away from Kesi for 6 days. He's gonna be crumbled in a corner when I get back. Po baby. I'll be sure to bring him back a teeshirt. Lmao.

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The weekend

2009-03-24T13:22:00.000-04:00

Let's start from the beginning.

Friday: we left town @about 2ish, after my cousin was late picking us up, then we had to get her brother downtown, then he took a half hour in his house, blah blah blah. It was a straight shot on I20 to cayce, south Carolina, which I describe as a suburb with no city attached. There weren't big farm yards but there weren't any big buildings either. Just neighborhoods and a strip of fast food and big box stores off the highway. Or maybe medium box, lol. No walmarts.

We stayed at my cousin's aunt's house. No relation to me. It was cool though, they were nice. Her oldest child didn't live there but was at the house because we were. Cool, but her 3 sons were too. And they were bad. Not their fault, clearly their mom was not a discliplinarian. They looked dirty too. And they were loud. man, I was not feeling them. Anyway, I followed my usual routine of staying up til 3, which wasn't easy because there was shit to do. Nowhere to walk or drive. We drove an hour to go eat. I watched goodwill hunting while I waited for Kesi to get off work.

Saturday. I was up and it was still dark. That's hard to do when you're so far East, but a lil easier when the 3 loudest kids that ever existed are 20 ft away. I had to cover my ear with my hand in order to muffle them and their mother/ aunt/ uncle yelling at them. My brother "woke" me up at 730 so I could get ready because we still had a 50 mile trip to Cross to meet up with our family. Somehow I still was sitting around from 830-10 waiting to leave. And hungry. Of course by the time we got there breakfast was over.

It was in Cross where I reunited with cousins I hadn't seen in YEARS, and met my dad's "fiance." I put it in quotes because this is the man that once called my mom his wife while conducting a car buy, and has been calling Kesi his son in law for years. Its somewhat clear he throws words around. Anyway I met her, smiled, and kept it moving.

*Can I digress for a moment? Yeah?

I don't like her. Luckily I think I'm old enough where that's neither here nor there for his sake. But I don't like her. She's plain as shit. I'm one for the bare faced look but she couldn't even rock a facial expression. Honestly if there was a pic of the 3 of us (ha!) one might think I was the girlfriend and she was the daughter. She had on beige gladiators. To a funeral! And they were dirty! And she wasn't wearing any beige! She's in her 20s. Why does she look so raggedy? That wouldn't have been a problem had she also not been shy as shit. Every time I saw them, they were off in the cut somewhere. 5 feet behind the crowd. And I know it wasnt him. We don't have a shy family. He was there cuz that's where she was. Never once tried to get to know me or my brother. And I wasn't about to go get played by her silent ass. Why was she even there? I get the support thing, but my dad spent more time after her than the other way around. She didn't even know my grandfather! I mean my mom loved my grandfather. This woman didn't even meet him. And she was the cryingest somebody...

Ok, rant over*

The funeral was beautiful. 2 of my uncles and my grandma's cousin sang. Man, when the cousin sang... Beautiful. He sang a hymn which I don't know the name of. Had everyone crying. My granddaddy's niece did the eulogy/ sermon. It was so powerful and really cemented the reasons I was there. To be there for my family. She talked about how my granddad used to bring them down to eutawville (pronounced Utah-ville) for family vacays and they'd be piled into a station wagon, all 13 of them. Lmao, 13! And she talked about how he always had a patient smile for you. He was a very even toned man. But a jokester. There was a lot more but I couldn't possibly say everything.

After that we went to the family cemetary. I didn't even know we had one! My uncle released a dove in his honor and he was buried next to my grandma. My mom explained to us that since the area was so swampy the law said they had to be in a crypt and a casket. So he wasn't 6ft under. Maybe like 3. The funeral home guys, I didn't like them. They didn't seem very professional. They got dirt on my grandma's stone and didn't clean it off. And they didn't have any particular uniform. I thought wearing a tee to someone's burial, even if you're doing the burying, was kinda rude. Whatevs. I'm not even gonna talk about how they almost liked to hit somebody trying to leave. I imagine that its not too often that people die in that town, so they need to stop trippin.

Anyways, we went back to my aunt Tina's house, the same house I stayed in when I was 7 (I'll link that story later), and had a banging lunch. Caught up with family, took pictures and videos and roasted a few, namely my uncle Richard's kids. At one instance we found out that they hadn't actually put on their ties properly, but instead had took them from the display setting, and put them around their neck with a rubber band. What got us was that we DIDN'T KNOW until one of them pulled it down and it snapped back up! We laughed for a half hour. My cousin even walked over to the "drinking crowd" and showed them and you could hear them laughing across the lawn. I call them the drinking crowd, btw, because someone had made corn liquor and they were drunk.

My uncle Mike offered to pay for my wedding if he "gets this money." apparently he's suing someone. I hold him to it, too. Although, he does have a ton of kids who may feel entitled.

It was so nice to see my family, but part of me needed my phone back. We left at like 8PM and 20 minutes out of town I had service back. We headed back to cayce and I spent my time half asleep until my brother and I found the channel with Danny Phantom and Pinky and the Brain on it. Everyone ended up falling asleep in the living room and even though the kids were again loud, I woke up very refreshed. I won't mention how I had to step over them to go pee cuz they fell asleep in the hall. Insanity. There was 3 empty beds in that house and my brother and cousin slept on the floor.

Sunday morning we ended our trip with a game of Scene It. Guess who won it for her team? Why yes, it was me! It was a fun game and I may have to get it. We headed back to Atlanta around noon and I stayed up for a good piece of the trip. Found out there's a Laurel and Hardy museum in Albany, and that cows be lounging.

And that was my trip. I'm sure I left sumn out, but a lot happened, so...

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back in the A!

2009-03-23T00:14:00.004-04:00

i have unceremoniously returned from Cross/ Eutawville/ Casey south carolina. my grandfather's funeral was quite an event. i'll be sure to tell you about it and the days surrounding, i just dont feel like doing it now. i just wanted to leave you with some pix...

remember that gigantic field i saw when i was 7? its still gigantic.

my dad, brother, and me. please understand that this pic is rought (or is it raught?) with thoughts and emotions, and that i hate that hes holding me by the stomach as if im pregnant, especially since i looked really thin that day. and my brother looks mighty retarded. and my dad has the country ash. but there will be more on all this tomorrow... or later today rather

update

2009-03-19T14:20:00.003-04:00

i didnt realize i hadnt posted in a week almost. sorry...

im headed to south carolina tomorrow morning. woo? i get to see alot of my family, but of course it is my grandfather's funeral. and its in a town of 6000. theres more people in my hotel on a 100% occupancy day! ive been stealing wireless from my neighbors. i dont even know if i'll be connected to the world, lol.

i know that sounds random and irrelevant, but theyre the things that go through my head. sigh. i really didnt know my grandfather, what with moving to atlanta 14 years ago. its sad but its strange too. im really going to be there for my father. i know. i havent talked to him in literally years, but thats not important. i imagined how alone he'd feel if he saw that his children werent there. i'd hate to hurt him like that. regardless of his warantless abandonment of us.

anyways, this is my grandfather. breezy said i looked like him. "that nose!!" lol. i agree.

The bad news.

2009-03-13T13:18:00.000-04:00

So yes, I was supposed to mention this yesterday, but its been kind of a rollercoaster. I'll just come right out with it.

My Granddaddy died.

His name was James and he was 82 (I think). He was married to Lula, the grandmother who taught my mom to crochet.

He fell and broke a few ribs, which led to pneumonia and kidney probs, and this morning he had a stroke. By the time I woke up, he was gone.

Its funny, lately I'd been talking about him. Breezy and I were talking about his 99yo grandfather, and a few weeks ago I was describing my Granddaddy's house to Kesi- how there's bedrooms enough for everyone, lol. Lately I'd been thinking of sitting in the car with him the last time I saw him, 3 years ago.

He had a fishing boat. And a big, old school van. It was green I think. Had a couch in it. And not the ghetto kind either, one that came with the van. I guess it was bench seating, but really plush.

We were never allowed in his room. I have no idea what it looks like.

I'm worried about my dad. He's in CT now (and I need to find a way to get up there). I considered not going, but I think he'd feel totally alone if his kids didn't show up. No matter what drama occurred its things like this that show family is what counts. Gosh that sounds cheesy, but its true.

I guess that's all.... We'll miss you Granddaddy.

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what about chex? and i really like french toast.

2009-03-12T01:29:00.002-04:00

ya'll, i love the lord. i really do. he heard my cry. and hearkened every... sumn i dont know the words, ok? i know that in my heaven, there shalt be the most important meal of the day. some dont agree apparently. honestly, why did he bring mabel up there if she wasnt gonna hold the mic all the way up to her mouth? bless em...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dYqM9-Fj0Pg

i for some reason cant imbed. but itll be worth it to click the link.

good news, bad news

2009-03-11T20:06:00.004-04:00

i'll save the bad news for tomorrow. for now, please be aware that i am currently selling breast cancer awareness scarves to benefit our friend X Factor and her avon breast cancer walk. they come in a rainbow of colors, so cop yern, mk? theyre only $15. so help the sistas out! for more info go here and check the links too. and repost if you can! smoochies!!!!

Yall talk about that?

2009-03-08T16:32:00.000-04:00

Yes. All the time. Almost every day.

For all intents and purposes, Kesi and I are.... Pre-engaged. I mean, we know that we want to get married and we know that if we could we would be now. I mean, 7 years is nothing to play with. Neither of us has a fear of commitment. We'd love to move out of our respective parents' homes and live together. Have kids. Have a nice, affordable, classy wedding in front of our friends and family. If there's one thing I lament this recession for, its my not being able to save money like I wanted.

The subject of our spiritual lives came up somehow the other night in one of the rare moments of Kesi and I riding around alone in the car. Did either of us get past genesis when attempting to read the whole bible? How he wasn't raised in church and I was. How I was baptized and he wasn't. Explaining what happens at a christening.

"I'd like to get baptized at our wedding."

"we both could do it."

"I think its a good idea."

Not only taking a vow to each other in front of God, but a vow to God in front of each other. Beautiful.

"you guys talk about that stuff?" my coworker Friday afternoon.

I wonder why its so hard to believe. Its not like we've been shitting around the past 7 years. If we hadn't earnestly mentioned it in all this time, then why am I here? Why is he? But then again the person who asked is dating someone 12 years older than her who probably treats her like a thing rather than a person. And she treats him like a bank, so.....

One of the rudest things I encounter is random people asking when I'm getting married. People who actually know Kesi or I see that we have a better relationship than some who have been married. I mean, I have friends who are divorced already, so let me do this, k? Anyway I think this is rude because you don't know my life. If marriage is even something I wanted. You just assumed. And by assuming, you add pressure. Its like, "when are you gonna get new shoes?" these shoes feel great, and just because I've worn them for a while now and you don't think they're in style doesn't mean I have to get a new pair. I also don't have to change the dynamics of my relationship because you think its "time."

People are also surprised we don't have kids. Boo to you. My uterus will be here for a while. Its like Puffy, only its not ruining anyone's careers.

One thing I was wrong about? Kesi's "stepmom." its official now. I always thought I'd have that last name before her. But that's ok, cuz the family actually likes me.

*havent started blogging from the new computer yet because I haven't had a day off since I got it. Wah.*

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Monday afternoon musings

2009-03-02T13:26:00.000-05:00

So I have this friend. And I'm starting to see really douche baggy tendencies in him. Its really annoying, obviously. Apparently he feels that impressing a group of people with somethng totally average is better than being himself. So every time he does it- its usually some bragging about something I could care less about and if someone did thatd kinda show that they didn't care about him as a person- I make a joke about it to him which in turn makes me seem really douchey. I don't know if I'm making sense because I can't give examples. Anyway. He says these things that make him sound like its gonna end with "yeah, I'm awesome." or "you totally want me." and its messed up because he's actually pretty neat when he's not smelling his own farts.

In other news, my brother hates Iraq. Is it any wonder? Fortunately he can still facebook so we can still talk, but of course its always about how it sucks. He's on the largest afb over there, according to google. I told him that he'll be home soon and hopefully he'll never have to go back. So yall pray for him.

Does anyone wanna donate to the "Joy needs her best friend to live but also needs money to have fun and eat while they both live" fund? Basically I need vacation money, lol. Anyone?

Btw snow in my mind needs to be cleared off the street and is deep enough to reach into to make a snowball without pulling up dirt. Rashan may have gotten that, but today, there's no snow in my yard. My flowers are flooded though. I have buttercups on the lawn and they're dying now. Thanks snow. Also my cactus was leaning, but this was Saturday. It looked like someone fell on it. Ouch. But these poor kids had not a bit of snow in their yard. It was all in a milk crate. They were digging into the crate to make snowballs. It was like the snow version of poverty. So sad. I just wanted to take them to Tennessee or sumn and let them make snow angels.

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yippee!!!!

2009-02-26T18:20:00.004-05:00

i got my computer!!! it looks like this:

and you can check out its specs here. it turns out that kesi's internet means his house has wireless, so i probably wont be getting my own connection. i'll just shoot him a fiver every now and then, lol. itll be here sooner than i expected and i'll love it forever. yeee!

i also finally got my party pix online. this is actually the anniversary, but, bygones:

he is smiling, btw. i know its hard to believe.

and here's me and my lil brother.

aw, siblings.

On my grind

2009-02-25T12:44:00.000-05:00

Yay! Getting my laptop tomorrow! What what? *does an old school dance, an old school dance... Stop, now cool off cool off* can you tell I'm excited? I'm getting an Asus Eee. Haven't heard of it? Well its a consumer reports best buy. Kesi and I did some research. And its inexpensive. Everything I need. I'll brag more when its in my hand.

I hustled my way into 2 extra shifts this current work week. One was yesterday and the other today. Yesterday I worked a banquet for wrigley's gum. My family friend Jon was there too. Its nice to work with people you know but since he doesn't work for the hotel and the banquet employees have an attitude toward the temps, he tended to just have a general tude anyway. But I didn't let that get to me, personally. What did get to me was people who kept bothering me! After my banquet, I went into the break room (key words here) to take a lil nap before heading to the store at 5. I had 3 hours to kill between my shifts and I planned to nap for 2. Put my headphones on cuz this is not my bedroom and I can't demand that anyone be quiet, got comfy and closed my eyes. Why did 2 people tap me? Right at the deep sleeps too. What?! What do you want? Why do you need info from me? Aren't I allowed time to rest when I'm slaving here? I'm totally aware of what time I need to work and don't need your help. Leave me alone! Ugh! So I wake up and watch a lil tv and then get on the computer for a bit (our break room is nice). As I'm headed to the computer this ASS named Charles has the nerve to touch my hair. He and I have talked about it before. I don't like people to touch my hair. I think I'd be less offended if he grabbed my ass. Seriously. So of course I flip out and tell him he's got one more time and im going to someone about it.

Mk, time for work. Smooches bebes!

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Blah

2009-02-19T16:01:00.000-05:00

Aint nothing happening in joy-world. Birthday, anniversary, alla that is over. And life's excitement is gone. At least until April.

I'm still waiting for my zune. My bro is trying to get a hook up, and I can't blame him cuz money aint free flowing for anyone, so I'm being patient. Listening to the radio all the time is getting old. There was 2500 songs I could hear whenever I wanted and of course they're not songs to hear all the time. Not to mention that disk of albums breezy gave me for Christmas. Kesi's making use of that currently. All into Jamie foxx's album... Sigh.

I'm also working on getting a laptop. Gotta find one that's in my price range. I've gotten some good tips and my tax return will be here tomorrow, so I can really begin shopping in earnest. Of course then I have to think about wireless. Do I wanna buy a card or just use free wifi locations?

I finished my God daughter's blanket. And.... There's a big mistake on it. Her name is on it, and one of the letters is a completely different color than the others. I don't know how I did it, but I didn't even realize until I finished the bordering. And lord knows I check my work. But its done and I've made the decision not to go back and fix it because its taken me so long to do it. I guess now it has a story. And she can paint me as a kook. Cuz I am.

Ps, there's new pix up at the crochet site, annalula.blogspot.com. I repaired La's dog chewed blankie.

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Last weekend

2009-02-14T13:02:00.000-05:00

Friday I went to work and after that the work peeps and I went out. Lemme just interject that I had maybe lost 10lbs, mostly weight from overeating at the holidays, but I was able to wear jeans that night I hadn't worn in almost a year! Comfortably at that. I felt really good.

We went to Lenny's, which is like the local talent's hang out. I use the word talent very firmly. We saw about 8 acts that night and I only didn't like 1 of them. They all had on outfits by whomever thought it was a good idea to put cows and milk cartons on lumberjack looking plaid shirts. And they rapped about how fly they were or sumn. Took the line from Duffle Bag Boys "walk into the gucci store, honey I'm home" and turned it into a sucky song. And it was so long! How many verses dudes?! Ugh!

Anyway, our friend Life the Great performed. My friend Sam manages him. Look him up cuz he's awesome. My song is "beep me," lol. And then there was Fionna Simone. She and her crazy band were great. My friend alesia and I actually took a moment to bang our heads.

Speaking of friends, my friend fatima was trying to get us all loaded. I paid for one drink but had about 5. Which is a lot for me. This is the same chick that had me sitting on the floor at a house party and almost falling out the door the last time we went to Lenny's. I am in no way a messy drunk but she's a trickster. Apparently we ran up a $160 tab between 5 of us. And with $5 drinks... You do the math, lol.

After we left lenny's, we went to MJQ. If you haven't been there its a literal cave. You go down the tunnel and there's a bar, then past that is a dance floor. On the other side of the bar there is a separate room with another dance floor and bar.

I hit the dance floor immediately because reggae was playing. Yes! Then they do this rock set that I'm glad to say I wasn't the only one who knew all the words. We were all jumping and spazzing out, except Breezy. He's not up on his rock.

We left the club and for some reason I decided to break out a few cartwheels. It doesn't help that they were egging me on.

Saturday was my birthday party. Fun! We went to joes again and everyone was on time or there by 930. Luckily I've been doing better with catching up with people, so I'd actually seen the people who showed up in the last year, unlike my 24th party where there were friends I hadn't seen in 6 years. Other than my pretty much being the last to eat (they were out of calamari, then my shrimp took foreva!) it was such a fun time. My brother attempted to smash cake in my face but only got a lil bit of frosting on my lip. Ha! Sucker! He also promised me a zune! Yes! That thing is awesome and holds 4x as much as my old player. I'm so excited! Hopefully I'll have it this coming week.

So now I'm officially 25. I'm feeling good about it. I'm making moves this year! Btw thanks for all the birthday love. You're the best!
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Anniversary!

2009-02-10T13:35:00.000-05:00

So this weekend was fun.

Thursday was Kesi and i's (kesi's and my?) anniversary. Woo! I got him to a block away from the venue before I told him where I was taking him: the king Tut exhibit! It was so wonderful. We saw all kinds of stuff. It took us through the history of pharoahs, their statues, how to read their names, etc. I was in awe of the fact that these people would do these things for honor and not recognition, and yet here we are looking at them in a museum. I mean, detailed. And this wasn't just one person. This was like, centuries worth of people making stuff for the pharoahs that sometimes were only in power for months. King Tut's tomb looked like a storage facility. There was like 600 items in there. I'd recommend that, if you're in atl, you go. Its a shame that stupid Napoleon ruined so many of them though.

After that we hung back at my job. At work they refer to him as the "invisible man" because every time we all do sumn he's at work. The economy aint right to be calling in sick so you can party, you know? So anyone who hasn't worked there more than 1.5 years hasn't met him. So I take him to my job and none of them were there! Boo! After that we head to quiznos so he can eat 2 freaking chicken footlongs. 2! I ate a 6 inch from subway. He took forever and I think we ended up leaving for Cirque du Soleil at like 715 for an 8 o'clock show. Of course Marta was acting up and the escalator was broke at the station and we almost missed the shuttle. So I was a lil anxious we wouldn't make it. But we did, with time to spare actually.

OMG Kooza was so awesome! I loved it. Kesi said if I hadn't given him an idea of the theme he wouldn't have gotten it just by watching. I agree. I knew that it was supposed to be "opening the eyes of The Innocent to his imagination," but he was hardly on stage so it didn't seem to really follow his adventure. Other than that? Amazing. They managed to do everything a 3 ring circus does, but in the round. No matter where you sat you got a great view of everything. I see the only advantage to sitting front and center is that those were the people they pulled onstage. And the odds of that happening is still like 75:1. Before the show the clowns roamed around the audience talking to the people. The one that came up to us was the "pickpocket" and he said "if you see the cops, you didn't see me." and Kesi said, "I understand." hilarious!

My favorite was easily the wheel of death. Easily. They were so crazy! I could have sworn one of them was gonna fly out into the audience. Foolish! The contortionists were equally amazing. Its probably the only thing I wish I could do in the circus. Again, I recommend that you go see this show. Gorgeous.

I'll tell you about the weekend tomorrow.

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Its here!

2009-02-05T01:50:00.000-05:00

7 years! Yippee!

I'll elaborate later. I've been crocheting a lot so no room for blogging. Sorry. Here's some stuff I wanted to talk about.

I'm a God mother! Kesi's former coworker had her baby a few weeks ago. I'm making lil Jordan a blanket with her name on it. It'll get my baby itch out to buy and cuddle someone *else's* child. And I can show Kesi how to change a diaper.

My bangs are black. Or are they? I am giving jazzing hair color a big thumbs down. It should not (and has not in the past) wash out in one shampoo. This is the same stuff that my mom used when I was in high school so I know it works. But I had to reapply and my hands are tinted. Bah.

My birthday dinner is Saturday. I'm excited! A lot of people wanna come. Strangely there's still that wonder if no one will show up. Lol its weird. I know they will, but if they're 5 minutes (or 45 like last year) late I'll be so concerned.

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My crazy dream

2009-02-01T12:29:00.000-05:00

The other night I had a dream. I'll try to relay it as best I can:

I'm getting off the bus at a place where I'll meet Kesi to come pick me up from work (this is not usual. If I take the bus to a location for him to bring me home its usually his job. Never some random spot). Instead, a big Mexican pulls up and I get in. My brother and 2 others are in the back, I'm in the front. The Mexican chooses to take the others home first. I don't actually ever make it home, because he fell asleep or otherwise vanished. I text Kesi to tell him I'm ok.

Next thing I know I'm in a pool. Fully clothed. Around the pool is an audience, but not like gym rafters. Its more like I'm swimming in an orchestra pit because there's a stage too, and a woman is at a podium. The arena begins to fill and I see Gary Dourdan from CSI (I'd been watching the marathon earlier that day). He had what we like to call a Frederick Douglas hairdo. And it was grey too. I still find him charming and ask my cousin Alyse to take a picture of us together. For some reason she has no idea how to use a digital camera (though she's a semi-pro photog in reality) and she keeps holding it up to her face so the picture never has both of us in it. Its either half of him or half of me. I give up and take a seat in the arena front and center. A lady sitting next to me decides that my stuff is her stuff and she grabs my plastic bag and hands it off to some guy in the back row. I reach over some people, and the guy is playing keepaway with my stuff. So I now am standing over someone who is seated and have my chest and stomach in their face. Turns out its Akon. I don't even like Akon which may explain why I ignored him for my bag. Finally I get it and I start arguing with the lady, asking her why she stole my ish. She said I was tripping and it was her bag. I sat back down, next to her, and held the handles of the bag extra tight. Whatever event we were there for was about to start so it got quiet...

And then I woke up.

What the hell was that about? Lol. I had another weird dream during a nap Saturday but I can't remember it.

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Can't take it for granted.

2009-01-29T00:33:00.000-05:00

Its that time again.

One week from now is my anniversary!!! Wooo! So I'm just a big ball of mushitude. I keep looking at him and grinning or walking over and kissing or hugging him. When he's asleep I stare off at him and wonder what he's dreaming (speaking of, I'm thinking of blogging about the weirdest dream I've ever). This is usual but its more intense lately.

Its been 7 years. I met him 10 years ago April. We've been friends for so long. That's so much more important than anything because if we can't talk then what will we have? Anyways 7 years! I remember the day and the time. It was early evening and I almost stepped into traffic after kissing him at the crosswalk. But I swear I've told this story before.

"Did you think when we first started dating we'd still be together?" this is what he asked me last night. Of course I didn't. Not saying that he didn't seem like the type to go for the long run, its just that I hadn't even thought of summer vacation with him. Let alone 2009! We took things day by day, and still do. Of course we think about marriage and children and being old and toothless together, but as far as solid parameters go, we're just taking life as it comes. But he knows my ring size is 6, lol.

I hope that the people who I care about can have the love that I have with him. I never take it for granted. I see how people go through drama or get used or have been hurt and make it their mission to hurt others. And these things have happened to us and so we know how it feels. So we don't do it to each other. And I know that for myself, I thank God in quiet moments for what we have.

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Big plans

2009-01-24T13:23:00.000-05:00

The best month ever is only a week away! Get with it!

I finally have some ideas about my birthday. I have a solid date- the 7th, and I'm almost good on a location. I just have to find somewhere that is either 18+ that sells alcohol, or somewhere that's lax on the rules, lol. I have a few friends, including my brother and my friend's girlfriend, that aren't yet legal, though they look it. And of course the ones I have the most fun with are youngins. Its also tons of coworkers' birthdays this month too, so its party time! Lol it'll probably be a lot of them's first time meeting Kesi. He's always at work when something's happening. These days you can't be taking time off all willy nilly. Especially after he got injured a few weeks ago.

Anyways, birthday. Its on! Anniversary, equally on. We'll start the day with clean teeth (it was the day the lady gave me and I knew we'd both be off), then we'll take a lil down time and eat, then off to kesi's anniversary gift, which I finished planning yesterday. I can't say what it is but I know he'll love it. I'm trying not to talk about it because its not too complicated and I think if I use certain words he'll figure it out. Then more food, then Kooza! That's the Cirque du Soleil show playing at atl station. He's supposed to be getting those tix. Hopefully we'll be able to go, because we all know I love the circus and soleil is the joint! I'm so ready. We'll be all tuckered out that night from all the fun.

Then, oh yes then, in March: camping! We're finally going back to Cumberland island, my favorite piece of land God ever created. Its a nature reserve owned by the Carnegie estate. JFK Jr got married there. Foolish. We're camping on the beach, so I need to get a tent. I need to make a list of stuff we need to get. Lantern, some kinda gas stove... I think. We're going with our friend Thurm; it was his idea and we're headed out on his spring break. I'm so ready! Kesi's brother H decided he's not going because "we're black!" and you can't take guns on a nature reserve. He's on some Camp Crystal Lake, stabbed in the bushes type stuff. Womp.

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The best day

2009-01-21T14:43:00.000-05:00

I had the best day yesterday.

I woke up at 645am, which usually is no good for me, but I had an early call for a VIP banquet lunch. VIP=MONEY. Nothing could keep me in bed, not even the thought of watching Barack be sworn in from the warmth of my room, or the 24 degree temps outside. I can record it.

I actually left the house early, which was good because I had to turn around and grab my uniform for Starbucks, lol. But I was still ahead of schedule. I get to the station near my job and there's a lady passing out coupons for free chicken biscuits at chik-fil-a! What?! So I grab one and think that I'll use it later this week. There's probably a line. I get up the escalator and.... There's no line! Yes! *does the chicken biscuit dance*

I'm still early and I change my clothes at leisure. Eat my biscuit at leisure. Go get my banquet shirt.... At leisure.

Then I found out I was with my fave banquets capn. I like the way he does set up. I was on forks, but someone in my group didn't know that you get 2 to a place, not 1. Boo. Oh, the reason why this set up was good is because there were 2 flat screen TVs in the room playing good morning America and the anauguration! (is it just me or is that a hard word to spell?) so I was placing forks and then butters and watching the commentary and the proceedings and loving it!

The lunch was at 1130 and the swearing in was ~noon. So we watched the marching in of the formers and families and then expected the guests to come in.... Nothing. Maybe 10, 15 of a 450 seat lunch. And instead of eating, they stood at the screens and watched! All well and good but they had to be done by 1 so I could get to my 2nd shift. Then I realized my tables weren't near the TVs, so I'd have less work to do. Score!

People were silent until Barack got sworn in. Then they all clapped. By this time the room was half full and everyone there was eating in silence. They listened to the prayers, the speeches, the quartets, Aretha Franklin and her hat. Who knows how these people voted but they watched and listened and felt good. When the talking finally did start, it was all good stuff. One guy said to his friend as I was pouring coffee, "we got us a smart one here!" and I wanted to say, "amen!" but I didn't wanna be all in their biz so I kept smiling and thanked them.

The lunch was over before I knew it. I was cut at 130 and had a lil time to relax so I got on the net. All the facebook statuses were great, sweet, hopeful, funny, about our future, about fashion, about how cold it was in DC... Except 1.

"glad someone's spending my money. $140m for something Bush only needed $40m to do?" this was Huffy. Remember her? She used to work with her and she got that name because of her lovehandles. She's also the one who gave me a *look* when I said I wasn't voting for Obama just because he's black. That "yeah right, why would anyone vote dem unless race or gender were involved?" look. Remember, I said before I have a republican friend. Just the one, that I know of. She's never insulted me because we had a difference of opinion. But Huffy has, many times. The only reason we were still friends on fb is because I wanted her to see my left leaning yet inteligent statuses from time to time. Anyway, she had responses.

"you'll never hear the media report that, huh? They just love him." first of all, dude, where do you think she got that info from? Second, stfu.

So I couldn't not respond. "more people came to this one than either of Bush's." I wanted to say combined, I wanted to say a lot, but I left it there. I pride myself in the subtext jabs. I wondered how I'd be taken since most of her people are republicans too. The funny thing is, though, once I comment on someone's status, I get every subsequent comment sent to my phone. And they weren't what I expected.

"Each inauguration is alotted 50 mill, the rest was donated, not from taxpayers or the governement....there was also A LOT more people."

"well, we do live in a free country, Thank you USA, i was just stating facts....do as you please huffy"

"I am glad other people said something...your comment Huffy was ingnorant, and offensive. Obama is our president, be GRATEFUL!!!!!!"

That last one had me on some "oh snap!" ish. She deleted it too. Yo these are her friends! But now I felt vindicated. It wasn't just me whose skin she was getting under. Time to get on the change train huff.

So anyway I went to my second shift, Starbucks, and it was such a nice lil day. Not too busy, not too slow. Got nice tips. I go home and watch spaceballs with Kesi (he wanted to, but that movie is silly/fun). Head to bed with achy legs and a happy heart. Obama is officially president. I kept my Barack the Vote shirt on to sleep in.

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Imagine me

2009-01-18T16:18:00.000-05:00

Sprawled out on my bed, staring at the ceiling, bored. That's my mental state. Physically, I am, of course, crocheting. I'm making 2 baby blankets, one for my high school friend, and one for a chick who Kesi used to work with (a child to whom I'll be a godmother. How freaked am I! Yay!).

I had other plans this weekend. I was supposed to be going to an artist showcase Friday night but it got canceled. And on Saturday I was supposed to hang with my friend whose birthday it was but he got arrested. This is the ONLY close friend I have whose been arrested (that I know of). My friends don't get arrested. It was a bad charge, btw. He went to pay a fine and they put him in. For like no reason. Except to ruin his birthday, I suppose.

So I've been around the house chilling, finishing projects. I had 5 days off starting Thursday. So far I've spent 3 in the house! Someone rescue me! Big Love comes back tonight. Yeah buddy! And flight of the conchords. They are so funny! Oh TV how you comfort me.

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i get it from my mama!

2009-01-14T22:19:00.004-05:00

yeah these are a tad old but i wanted to share. arent they nice? she pretty much sticks to baby blankets but she's bad a--. i wont curse cuz she doesnt like that.

Diet blues.

2009-01-14T13:09:00.000-05:00

4 weeks and a day til my birthday. When will the cravings stop Jesus? I really want a bag of SCO Lays. And a sprite. But I haven't had either and that's good. And I know that eating it is not gonna feel as good as not eating it feels to my mind. Knowing that I could go 6 weeks without potatoes if I wanted. I had twizzlers but they're a 'low fat snack' and they don't fill you up at all. They just give you something to chew for 5 minutes. Sigh. And I've been eating granola bars from Starbucks. They're low fat and have nuts and fruit. Breezy said "you know you don't wanna eat that," but they're actually good. So there, booger.

On the down side, I haven't lost any weight. I'm at 139. 1lb I've lost. I've been smoothie-ing and salad-ing and I get 1lb? Bah. I need to exercize, I'm sure, but I hurt my back last week trampolining. Like right at year base of my back. I hear I should have stretched first but I was so gung ho that I just went to it. I've learned my lesson so don't lecture me, ok?

I just need encouragement, so do that. I'm looking forward to my birthday. I'll be 25! Woo! Still clueless as to what I'm gonna do on my birthday, maybe I'll do sumn on Valentine's. Shoot, most of my friends are single anyway. And who cares about that holiday? Its for teens and lil kids. Yeah I said it! Think about it: if you're in a relationship what does it matter if on Feb 14 he gives you candy and flowers? What is he doing on March 28, or October 6? Kesi shows that he loves me even when he's asleep, when he pulls me toward him like I'm his security blanket, lol. Or when he's awake and he pinches my cheeks until I smile, just so he can tell me they're the biggest he's seen. No candy can say more than that. If you only get it on "special" occasions, then I'm sorry for you. And I think you should come to my party because your boyfriend sucks.

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scream

2009-01-10T14:49:00.000-05:00

Ahhh!

There was this cartoon back when I was a preteen called "freakazoid" and one episode had this thing called "scream-o-vision" where in they tell you when to scream. This monotone voice comes up and says "scream" and everyone goes "ahhh!"

I'm hearing that guy in my head. All day. My job makes me wanna scream. I mean the building is nice, the guests are cool, the work is not taxing, but then you have "management." should be called "catalyst for your mental break."

Thursday. I come in at 1230 to do my advanced service training. Usually I don't have to be there til 3, but my district manager is a daytime kinda guy and he's usuallly headed home at 3. So I get there at 1230 and who's sitting with the DM? Breezy. Who's been there since 10, and should be long done with his training. By the way I finished my training workbook months ago. Literally. So the DM says, "breezy and I are running late, we should be done around 2." so I could have been still at home, catching a few minutes of my soaps? Yeah? Ok.

The rest of the day went somewhat smoothly. I finished about half of my certifications- this is the first step to becoming a supervisor- and DM said he'd be back Friday at 3 to resume and wrap things up. We'd had a convo about being in uniform for the training because I was actively working in a different dept that first day so I wasn't in Starbucks gear. So Friday I wore my uniform. He didn't show up because "something came up." cool. But no one bothered to TELL ME! Sigh. Wtf. My supervisor left and I had to call him at home to find out if the manager was even coming. What is wrong with you people? I am a stickler for notes and messages so it really bugs me when I can't get the same consideration. And I had no one to lash out on cuz el supervisor was at home!

So I'm here, today, in uniform, and if he's not here? I'm quiting. Ok, I won't quit, but I may scream.
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Clarification

2009-01-07T15:15:00.000-05:00

My brother is being deployed on Sunday. To Iraq. He told me the specific city but I can't remember. Its for 6 months. I'm not sure what he'll be doing there, but I did ask. We were online and he didn't respond. Anyways I am trying not to feel anything about it, as weird as that sounds. Its possible for him to come back and be a functional member of this society, rather than the many other alternatives. Its only 6 months. He'll be back in time for our bus trip to CT, possibly. More on that later. I wonder if my dad even knows he's in the marines yet. My aunt saw him a couple of weeks ago and he looks horrible. Skinny. I don't know if you know my dad, lol, but he used to weigh the same as Kesi. Kesi is about 6 inches taller than him so 170lbs looks different on a shorter guy. Certainly not considered skinny. Anyways, so yeah, Iraq. And I'll be praying. Hard.

Kesi was in the dish pit at work and cut his hand on a knife. That's the simple version of the story and I dare not tell you the complicated version for litigous reasons. He's fine, but he can't wash his hair or drive and talk on the phone at the same time. Lol he has 4 stitches and has to go back to the doc today to check for an infection. And he has high blood pressure. I told him its because he eats 3 burgers at a time. And when I was eating that apple he told me he'd never bitten one before. He's so anti fruit. Gotta change that.

I'm on a "get right for my birthday" diet. No fries, no potatoes in general, no junk food. And what does my coworker, in all her sweetness, do? Homemade cookies. Chocolate chip. Some with nuts. I had a small one. I couldn't not. But then I ate an apple. See there? Lol. My birthday is exactly 6 weeks from new years day, and so I decided then to get right. I have to lose 10 more lbs. Shoot if Ruby can lose 100, I can lose 10 (does anyone else watch that show? Its awesome!

My homie Walter Lee said something about having a party at a club and going half on it with me- depends on the cost really- and so this is an option but he's gotta tell me before I decide to have one closer to my actual birthday. But the Saturday after my birthday is valentines day. Where I don't do Valentine's day some people do, and might wanna be with their boos or some ish. Then I thought I could have it on my birthday, a Thursday. Hmm. I would just do a dinner, like last year, so I'm still up in the air. What I do know is I better not have late friends like last year. Literally everyone was an hour late. When they got there it was fun but come on! A whole hour! I'll cut a heffa.

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Yeah....

2009-01-05T23:24:00.000-05:00

I'm being really half assed. I just wanted you to know. I'm off tomorrow, but until then...

1 my brother is being deployed Sunday.
2 Kesi cut his hand at work and has 4 stitches.
3 I'm on an anti-potato diet and have to go to the doctors Wednesday.
4 my birthday is coming and I may have a joint party a week after mine, or a valentine thingie, or nothing?

We'll talk more tomorrow.
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2009-01-01T19:45:00.003-05:00

arent those about the most charming girls you ever saw? dont let em hurt you now! lol. i had a really good time and we should definitely do it again. jameil made some chicken sausage jambalaya type stuff (sorry im not good with remembering and thats what it reminded me of) and the infamous raspberry lemonade which adei didnt like much since shes a sweet hater, but i loved it and it tasted great with bacardi. btw thats me, jameil, adei and toni, on rashan's couch. we spent the evening dancing and singing old school songs, and someone would say "i was 8 when that somg came out!" and rashan would say. "i was in college..." ha!

and check ya girl out! i laced them up the other night and decided to take a few pix since my bro is supposed to throw a design on the side. a before and after if you will. also note the bin of yarn behind my right foot. your girl works hard!

Horray!

2009-01-01T13:50:00.000-05:00

The holidays are over! Lol. I had a nice season, don't get me wrong. Lovely gifts and moments with old and new friends, but now its my time. Anniversary, birthday, maybe a trip to CT thrown in there, yes!

I'm now, of course, headed to work. I could feel the tinge of jealousy in the people I worked with last night, when they saw that I would not be staying until 1am with the rest of them, but instead rolling out at 10PM, because I don't do new years at work. This will be my 6th new years working at my job and I have been at kesi's at the strike of midnight. The main difference with this year is that there was no music, no alcohol (at least not for me), just us chilling and watching TV. It really could have been any other night. At midnight we did kiss though, and eventually we laid on the tiny love seat and pretended to nap. At one point I openned my eyes and Kesi was just staring around the room. Why are we crunched up on this tight couch if we're not sleepy? Because we love each other, that's why.

I'm optimistic about this year, as I am about every year. I am just going to live it and see what happens. It can only be better than 08, seeing that everyone in my house has a full time job, lol.

Ps, I went to Rashan's Tuesday and had a blast. I wanted to write about it when I had the pix- maybe tonight?- I was comfy with people who knew each other better than I knew them (technically, they all had blogs, but they had all actually hung out at length for years and had intimate relationships). And Jameil can cook so that was a good thing too.

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Why me?!

2008-12-27T14:33:00.000-05:00

That title is a direct representation of my current state, but its only temporary... My MP3 player erased. 2500 songs. Gone. Why? Who knows? It was working fine last night and then today I charged it and turned it on and got a lot of "list empty." bitch! Luckily *some* of the songs are still on the computer. But its gonna take forever! Then I gotta find my fiona apple cds because Kesi asked me to erase the music he doesn't listen to to save room on his hard drive (this was before everyone else had an MP3 player). So much drama! Why?!?! And now I'm listening to the radio to drown out the sounds of public transport.

Anyways, enough with the pity. How was your Christmas? Mine was great! Yes I worked but shoot, I got a job, meanwhile they're firing (or laying off, whatever) people right before Christmas, including our food and bev manager and people whose jobs we're not really sure of. I mean, one chick had a panic attack and had to be hospitalized. So I'm gooood. Plus, la is here! Yay! She came over on Wednesday and we exchanged gifts. I'll let her tell you what I got her if she likes. She brought me souvenirs from her last trip, some gift cards, and she framed a poem I wrote about her a few years ago. I literally cried. Lol. Ridiculous. So between crying and reliving my childhood I'd say Kesi and la did a good job.

Last night we went to ihop and ate and talked. I only really mention this because we ate good, and when the club let out, OMG this lady came in in a burgundy body suit that hugged her curves and dimples. She was not lookin smooth at all. Not none of smooth. We so wanted to get a pic but damnit we weren't quick enough. I felt like she was naked and painted purple. And then you come to Eating Good Headquarters? And she had a date. Stop. If Kesi let me out the house like that I'd doubt his love for me.

So apparently everyone is in Atlanta. Hopefully we'll get to see them. Because everyone also lives in the boondocks, lol.

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Skate town.

2008-12-24T13:34:00.000-05:00

I believe that I've mentioned before that Christmas of 2001 was spent at a skating rink trying to meet ludacris. The "luda-Christmas skate jam," it was called. Ah, those were the days. I kinda glossed over the fact that a roller rink was a good place to spend one of my favorite christmases. I'm a pretty good skater. Can't get the hang of the backwards thing, but one day ima get it.

When I was about 5, my mom got me the fisher-price 123 skates as a present. You know, the ones that connect to your shoes and grow with you. I loved those things. But being little, and living in a dangerous neighborhood, I could only skate in the hall that led out to the porch, the porch, and the front "yard," which was more akin to 2 patches of dirt separated by a staircase to the sidewalk. But I had the time of my life! I actually would skate inside, on the halls that led to the other apartments, until the neighbors (one of whom was my uncle's baby mama) poked their heads out angrily.

One day I decided to see how durable the skates were and drop them off the 3rd floor balcony. The right one broke and my mom tried to superglue it back together... That was the end of that fun.

When I was 8, living in a 2 story house with a more play-friendly neighborhood (one my grandmother still lives in), someone gave me some vintage Mickey Mouse skates. I think it was my aunt Stacey, who is 13 years older than me so I got a lot of her hand me downs. My friends and I rode around the hood on our respective wheels- sometimes I would wear skates on my bike and have a "10 wheeler"- playing tag or doing "stunts." I really miss that time, riding around my brother's school yard, racing and wearing neon bike shorts that I would not be caught dead in these days. But alas, my feet grew, and the skates were handed down, albeit very sadly, to my cousin Shanae.

This year, I had NO EARTHLY IDEA what Kesi was getting me for Christmas. We decided to open our gifts early, cuz that's how we do it, lol. We make our own rules! So Monday night, I was surprised to see a pretty, large, gift wrapped box in the back seat of the car. We get to the house and I take my time opening it- it really was wrapped nicely. And what was it? Roller skates! Apparently I've mentioned them a lot this year. Yay! I immediately put them on and started shimmying back and forth in the kitchen, to my mom's enjoyment. I believe her response was, "oh lord." I love them so! They're all white, so I'm gonna get my brother, master artist he is, to put some graffiti on the side. I'm so headed to skate town! Maybe. If there's not a million kids there the day I wanna go... But these bad boys will definitely be put to use this year!

*btw I got Kesi a custom designed shirt and "the 48 laws of power." he loves and looks great in his shirt, and hasn't put the book down yet. Success!*
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Hard working weekend

2008-12-21T15:04:00.000-05:00

"do you have anything already made?"

I hadn't had time, until this very week, to crochet with lesiure. So when my friend asked me, of course my answer was no. But as things go, my mom had just got these huge needles from the "good" walmart. They're designed to make your projects take less time. The result is the attached picture. 5 scarfs, 2 hours each (as a comparison, a normal scarf would take me 4 hours), and an easy profit! And my friend doesn't seem like a jerk with his last minute gifts. Its a win win! Lol. And as an added bonus, it stirred up some orders from other friends. *does happy dance*
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Something's up

2008-12-17T02:15:00.000-05:00

With me, I mean. I'm usually a tad more grinchy this time of year. I have to work Christmas eve and day and I'm a tad broke. My heater's broke and my friend's being a tad slow fixing it. My mortgage company seems to have issues with their fax machine and their phones, because we faxed them this paperwork MONTHS AGO and yet they didn't tell us they didn't get it until about last week, when my mom called me at work totally pissed off. But yet, I'm cool! Is it delerium? Did I spell that right? Meh.

Anyway the hotel's Christmas party was Sunday. I had so much fun, shook my ass without abandon (what does that mean?), ate some great salmon, put my butt on my manager (we all did at one time, but I was sure to stop before he really liked it because he is kinda weird sexually... I think he is afraid to admit he does things everyone else does), and watched old people dance, which is heeelarious. And I took video! Lol.

What did I wear, you ask? Forest green, knee length, (deep) v neck dress with kinda capped sleeves and silver shoes and accessories. And I looked cute! This is what I heard, and not just my own opinion. Also I heard that my boobs were something serious, which I hadn't noticed until I saw my pix, which I will not be posting here because people make inappropriate comments. But I was fly. And you'll have to take my word for it unless we're fb friends.

Its almost Christmas! Which means its almost new year! Yeah baby!

I won't be going to DC as I had wanted because the hotel wants the room money by Friday and I don't have it. Not $700! How crazy! They want people's room payments a week before Christmas in a recession? If I do by some chance end up going I'll be staying at a friend's. But I'm ok, I can watch Barack on TV and be just as excited with money in my pockets.
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TGIF

2008-12-12T15:52:00.000-05:00

I finished my Christmas shopping. Lol. I laugh because it always sounds like an ordeal when I say it like that. When anyone does. Giving should not be a chore. Which is why I only give to 2 people. Actually this year I may add a person. Just because I wanna. This girl I work with, silly character that she is, wants an eskimo for Christmas. A real eskimo. She says that Atlanta is the biggest human trafficker in America, due to having the biggest airport, and surely someone can get her an eskimo. So I decided to make her one, rather than spend money, time, and morals on a real one.

I haven't made a Christmas list because I have no real idea what I want. I haven't been to the mall in ages. I know I want some boots like I used to have when I was 5, except not pink. They were furry on the inside and kinda like uggs but not all ugly. Lol. Plus the people that are buying for me already have an idea of what to get me. I haven't heard any complaints from Kesi so I assume even he has an idea.

I got my moveon.org obama sticker! It looks very similar to a crazy propaganda poster, but I'm sure they knew that before they sent it out. I'm going to put it on my pattern notebook.

I'm on the bus and all of a sudden this guy is cursing out the bus driver, pointing in her face and talking about how he'll "fuck her up." he got off the bus and he was still fussing. What is wrong with men these days? This man told me not to speak the other day. I tell you I never got into an arguement with a guest before that day. I really let him get to me. Ugh! I'm still kind of angry about it. But I took a class on "service excellence" yesterday and I see how I could have handled it better. Meh, bygones.

Our Christmas party is Sunday! I decided to step away from my usual red/black (because I couldn't find anything that color that was cute when I was half-looking) and I'm wearing a flowy green number. Kesi's not going but its ok. He has to work. Shoot I may still work sunday and go to the party (down stairs from the store) at 8. We're closing early for the rest of the year, which leaves me with 19 hours this coming week. 19! Do yall realize that's not even full time? Wack! Ugh! And I can't pick up any banquets because its days that I'm already working. Boy. When I say as SOON as I see my w2 that joint will be filed?! At least I'll have time to crochet.

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a few announcements

2008-12-08T02:47:00.003-05:00

firstly, my youngest brother turned 20 saturday. we saw cadillac records, which was great. i admit i had low expectations, but it was a well done movie. anyway here's a pic of us at a party we went to a few weeks ago. its weird that we ahare friends and go to parties together when there was a time i couldnt get rid of his behind. i know im making a weird face but, yeah.

this is a video i took when kesi and i were out for his birthday fun. lmao!

lastly, i have a few new things up at my crochet site. check em out

Feelin better.

2008-12-06T18:24:00.000-05:00

I'm doing ok guys. My post yesterday was totally stream of consciousness... Just getting my thoughts out. Its ruef because I didn't say anything to the people around me about it, I just wrote it down. So I'll be fine. I'm just worried about my mom and my aunt and god-siblings....

People have been saying weird things to me lately. Not insulting or mean things, or necessarily wonderful, just... Weird.

Thursday I see my friend Jason on Marta. We say hi and I tell him its been a while since I've seen him, because he's usually at kesi's house every other day (he's kesi's bro's childhood friend). We spend the rest of the train ride not talking because neither of us really had anything to say (this is something I hate about seeing someone on a train; usually if you see them in passing that's just enough time to say hi, call me, yada yada, but now you gotta make small talk for like 20 minutes and usually when I'm on the train I'm in a music zone). So anyway his stop comes, and we say goodbyes and as he's getting off he says, "hey, you want a puppet?" what? "a puppet. Ima bring it by the house." why Jason? Why would I need a puppet? Why would you suppose I'd be the perfect recipient to this puppet you have at the house? What made you just think of that? I'm so lost.

So I get to work and I'm going through the lobby to clock in, and the concierge is standing in the middle of the lobby trying to direct SEC traffic (we're the Florida hotel) and she sees me and says, "I have a ring for you. Its made of wood." no. Seriously. What? Just weird I tell you. Maybe I just look like an exventric with a house full of things with insane stories. "see this ring? Its made of wood! And this puppet was offered to me on the subway. And I took it!" its like an in person version of that answering machine thing Jameil was doing.

Then today Kesi and I have this text convo:

Me: gotta get that cheese!
Him: like Monterey jack from rescue rangers.
Me: ooh, can I be the chick?
Him: I guess i think she was gay though.
Me: are you sure? Maybe she was just tough. And she and monterey did spend a lot of time alone on that plane.
Him: But she was hollerin at zipper and we all know zipper was a cross-dresser.
Me: what??? Wasn't zipper the fly?
Him: yeah. That's why chip and dale used to abuse him.
Me: I don't think we watched the same show.
Him: Sure we did. Ch ch ch chip and dale rescue rangers! Yea i saw all this an E! True Hollywood episode. And went back to watch the show... It's so obvious.

Is it now?
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James

2008-12-04T23:47:00.000-05:00

Facebook is a crazy tool.

So I'm riding with B to the train station and reading my mobile status updates, when I see "Janeice is sad. Rest in peace daddy." now, janeice is my brother's godsister (its a strange thing, my brother and I have different God parents), the daughter of my mother's best friend. So her dad... I knew him. He was one who had a hand in raising me.

My aunt Linda, boy, she's a saint. She adopted 3 kids and raised many others, me included. She has run a daycare for at least 20 years. Taken care of me, my brother, and many of my cousins, even to this day. I say this to say that I spent a lot of time at her house. Neicey and I are a month apart.

I never knew uncle James had a drug problem. I was too young to get that. All I knew was that he could cook. he said "commode" instead of toilet. He had a brother with a wife named Linda too. He always had a smile unless we were in trouble. He, like my dad, had dirty hands from work. He fixed up the basement so we could play. He bought the kids a little dog, a Yorkie I think. His hair was a loose curl that looked really pretty even though it was longer than you'd expect. He let us eat in the livingroom. He could sing. I specifically remember him singing that one song that goes,"take to the skies on a natural high, loving you more til the day I die." I can't remember its name. He loved dominoes pizza. He helped us when we kicked the ball over the fence he built. He showed us garter snakes.

He was a nice man. He died today on the tables during pacemaker surgery. I haven't seen him in years.

I'm sure my mother has spent hours on the phone with her best friend, consoling her as best she can from thousands of miles away. Sigh. I hate this.
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Last night

2008-12-03T13:57:00.000-05:00

Its nice to just be.

Kesi and I stayed up til like 530 watching movies. I haven't stayed up that late in ages, at least not without a party to go to....

We watched this Spanish movie called "dark blue, almost black." it was crazy. Its about this guy who is taking care of his demented dad when his brother gets out of prison and asks him to get his girlfriend pregnant because he can't. Craziness ensues. And oh yeah, subtitles. I didn't think Kesi would want to watch it, but we were both into it.

Then we watched borat. I'd never seen it for some reason. Frickin ridiculous. I don't know how he keeps a straight face fucking with people like he does. I'm looking forward to Bruno because I really can't believe people keep falling for it.

Yeah. So it was nice. I hear about our friends' dramas and I wish they could have what we have. We talked about that too, our ability to "put it all on the table" and not have the urge to pick it back up, to complete the metaphor. I'm so blessed. Yay!
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My thanksgiving

2008-11-29T00:28:00.000-05:00

How was yours? Mine was awesome. I'm sure I gained a million pounds. I'm going to fast for Christmas (ha!).

My day began at 1030 as it usualy does, with a John and Kate marathon! Yay! I watched that for a minute then my mom called me saying the food was done and did I wanna eat before I went to work. We were out of milk so why not have thanksgiving breakfast?

Man. I was eating forever! She put so much food on my plate! Did she not realize that it was still morning and that this was indeed, not her plate? I even have some stuffing and turkey to Mikey in lieu of his usual worms. He was basking, but when I got home last night it was all gone.

I headed to work and chilled out. There were more guests than Wednesday, but they were either foreign or airline employees. People underestimate those that have to work regardless of holidays. Breezy came in a few hours later, mad because by the time he left for work his dinner was just gettin put out. I thought to bring him some of my mom's food, but I assumed that everyone was like her and cooked the night before. I figured he had eaten by 5PM. Sorry b! So we ammused each other, listening to music on his computer and cracking jokes until it was time for me to leave.

Before I left, a guy came in. We asked how his thanksgiving was going, and he said not good. "what can we do to make it better?" "take back the last 8 years with a different president." turns out he was a Vietnam vet, and his son had just died in his 3rd tour in Afghanistan. He told us about his son's decision to go in, and how he fought it, and how they didn't talk about their tours because it was too much to handle. He told us about his son's confessions, and how he called a man an asshole and kicked him out of the casino he worked in for hating on Obama. He was here to bury his son on thanksgiving. All B and I could do was listen as this man poured his heart out to us about the son he'd raised all alone since his mom had been killed by a drunk driver. I mean, it really touched us.

I left work and headed to kesi's house for dinner. "right on time! We were waiting for you!" how sweet! It explains why the youngest N was calling non stop while we were driving to the house, though. Hungry self. Ci, kesi's middle brother's girlfriend was there. They're so different than Kesi and I, lol. We're so affectionate, and even though they were dating for months, we haven't been able to confirm it until recently. Not until I woke up at the house and she was there too. They're best friends like we are, so we weren't sure of their level of closeness. They never kiss! At least not when we're around. So anyway, she did the prayer and she said she loved him! Aw! How sweet!
Dinner was so good! Kesi's mom is a kitchen beast. Her candied yams were so good I went back ad had more today. I felt bad that there was a lil bit of food left on my plate. I mean, I was afraid she was gonna think I didn't like it or sumn. But I was stuffed.

After the dinner and obligatory itis nap, we got on the net and spent the night watching YouTube dancing and fail videos. *check out "parenting fail," that poor baby. And the bird walk by the kids in Tokyo. And Lydia... Damn I can't remember her last name but if you search her and "Memphis walk" you will see sumn special.* we were up til about 230 laughing and watching. Great night.
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Amen obama plate

2008-11-26T13:34:00.000-05:00

So, I was at work, bored, naturally, when a commercial I have seen many times came on. I'm sure you have seen it too. Work Sam and I were in a giggly mood, having already discussed that if we knew the new whitehouse chef we'd have him put a corner store candy counter somewhere in there and a "papi." what's a papi? The Latino guy frequently found in a north eastern state's bodega. He runs that joint but acts like he doesn't know what you're talking about half the time. My grandma used to have me buy "$3 of hard salami, sliced #2" from papi every other day. Then, of course, there's change leftover to buy as many sourpatch kids as possible.

Anyway, the commercial. The Obama Plate. Don't forget its close cousin, the Obama coin (in full color!). That shit is so tacky. I'm sorry if you want one. Cuz you are tacky. Bless your tacky lil heart, you probably have "china slippers" that you wear in public and don't match your outfit. Or you move your phone from your ear to your mouth when you're talking as if the microphone can't pick up sound from 6 inches away. If you do any of those things, this blog isn't for you anyway, so...

So Sam goes into how the man is saying "I never thought this day would come," and how that's code for, "I didn't want a negro on my plate, but it completes the set..."

Then there's a shot of him writing something in the office, looking at his plate, then nodding and smiling and going back to work. What the hell? Who is he writing to? Why is that tacky ass plate the highlight of his desk? He got 2 kids and the only photo on his desk is of Obama. On a plate. You tacky man. We imagined his letter: "dear makers of the Obama Plate: thank you for such an awesome product. It sets my workspace OFF! How else would I commemorate this historic and monumental event if not for you and your tableware? Do you make spoons?"

Did you are the kids staring at the plate on the coffee table? Its not a toy children! Go play outside! You're gonna break it! That Obama plate could be worth something in a few years! You all simply do not understand my disdain for this product. Why the hell, in this economy, would I buy a useless plate to hang up on the wall and look at?! I will be able to experience Obama every day if I turn on the news. Go ahead, try it! He's made 3 speeches this week and its only Wednesday. I'm working on an Obama blanket. It KEEPS YOU WARM. At least one day down the road when the Obama presidential dollar comes out I can spend that joint! (not the previously mentioned limited edition coin, but the dollar coin that will come out in a few years.) I just hate how these people are trying to validate such a wack item! If you want to show that you voted for him, buy a button. They're cheaper and his face is on them too.

And of course there's black people in the commercial. With their Obama plate on their bookshelf. Its not a willow plate! Are they going to write it into their wills and leave it to their children? I bet people are buying them for their grandparents. If anyone buys that for my grandma I will beat them.

Spend your 1995 on some food for the homeless or in need. I'm sure President Elect Obama would better appreciate that.
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Slacking

2008-11-24T16:36:00.000-05:00

I just been slacking. I just have been doing other things rather than blogging. Especially since the ES left. Ugh! I will only be mentioning her in passing from now on, for she is no longer annoying me on a daily basis. If you don't include having me do her work... So when I went back to work, our food an bev manager kind of hinted at me getting a promotion. On the one hand I could do it, and I culd use the extra money and itd be a new experience, but on the other hand.... I hate working in there! You should have seen me the other day, just not in the mood. And on top of that, I'm really worried in about my holiday plans (I know, what a reason to turn down a job, right?) working in Starbucks means I can leave work at 10 or sometimes earlier but in the shop we close at eleven no matter what and I more than likely have to work new years eve. I hate, HATE traveling on that night. Usually I request the day off or to work earlier that day. I just don't know what to do. Bah. I haven't even been offered the job so...

I cooked last night. When I went to walmart last week something told me to check the organic section for my sushi rolls, and there they were! Yay! So I came home to make my lumpia for Kesi. If you were so inclined to make some its very easy. If you have a very hungry person around I'd advise the big pack of ground turkey and 2 packs of eggrolls (the white ones, not the seaweed). Then thinly dice celery, maybe one whole stalk, a quarter of an onion, and a carrot (I used baby carrots so I wouldn't have to peel them; about 5). Mix all that up by hand and so the ratio of meat to veggie is about 2:1. Then roll it up! The meat on each roll should be about the size of your pinkie. And here's something I forgot.... Eggs! I needed an eggwash to close the end of the roll but I forgot to get eggs. So I just had to hold them down in the pan. I wouldn't recommend this for deep frying. They cook pretty quick, and they had to be turned. They turned out so good! Kesi ate like 10. No lie. The small pack of turkey made about 20. But he was full! This, unbelievably, was only the 2nd time I've cooked for him in almost 7 years. But he loved it so I'm very happy. Its hard to compare to his mom who has been cooking (sometimes professionally) since she was 10. I don't cook very much at all. I know how, I just don't.

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Ding dong!

2008-11-20T13:25:00.000-05:00

The bitch is gone, which old bitch? The evil one who works in the gift shop! (gotta sacrifice the integrity of the rhyme pattern to get your point across)

Yes, I had a great 3 days with Kesi, and I'll get to that soon enough, but first, we dance.

Ding dong! Lol. Yeah so last night the cool supervisor calls me, and I knew it had to do with scheduling. So she asks if Monk called me and told me "what happened." no. "ES quit Monday. She did a Beverly, she just decided it was her time, and she's not saying way her next move is." personally I feel like she did a Mo, who was the other coworker who left the day before my birthday. Beverly was our old manager, the best a person could want, and she left to take care of her son, who she said needed her influence as he headed to middle school. Anyway, so, the chick who replaced me many months ago went into labor AT WORK last week, so that literally leaves 1 permanent person in the shop at night. Everyone's kicking in to help, but on short notice, guess who's filling in today and tomorrow since she's already scheduled to work? ME! Yay? No. And I get to work by myself!

So anyways, I still happy I don't have to work with the devoid of soul anymore. I wish her the best in whatever it is she's going to do and I hope she's not pregnant, because that child would grow up so sad.

*ps, why did I see a man riding a horse down old national highway just now? We saw a different horse and rider yesterday afternoon and I thought it was a fluke. And it was a black guy too! In a cowboy hat! And he was young! I'm so perplexed. I went to the Bill Picket rodeo in 8th grade, so I know there are black riders, but where the hell is there a stable on old national? Per-plexed. I texted Kesi about it and he said, "times are hard," to which I replied, "hay is cheaper than gas." *
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ahhhh!!!!

2008-11-17T15:06:00.004-05:00

so im packing for kesi's and my 2 day get away to luxurious downtown atlanta, and i move my bag, and what do i see? this lil homey on the left side of the pic.... for reals, i am a friend of all things reptile, but this lil gecko dude freaked me out!!!! i tiptoed upstairs and squealed at my mom and brother that there was a lizard in my room!!!! my mom seemed unphased: "why dont you just pick it up? i thjought you liked those things." yes, when theyre outside and not hiding in my room since god knows when! geez. so my bro followed me downstairs armed with a pringles can and chased the poor lil thing around the room. then we got the idea to cover it with a chip bowl and slide something under the bowl to trap it (actually this was kesi's idea, when i told him he may have to come get me if the lizard wasnt trapped asap). then we started taking video. yes, parts are dark, but i think that the audio is worth the listen, especially when my brother and i go into our geico impression.

Crow-shay

2008-11-15T13:41:00.000-05:00

Those french. They can't just spell the stuff the way they'd like you to say it huh? Maybe that's why french is not as easily retained as Spanish. I remember very little from my 2 years of French, despite the fact that it was during a stress free period in my life- when I was 10. "oh Joy, that was 15 years ago!" you say. But Kesi took french in high school and barely remembers anything past hello. And La WENT to France! Don't even get me started. Meanwhile I can hold a convo in Spanish with the men of the International Poultry Convention with only a few sintax errors.

But that's not what this post is about. I got off on such a tangent! Its about crochet! Yay! Don't worry, I won't bore you. Firstly, I've been working very hard on a number of projects. But of course I don't like to display them until it gets in the hands of its intended. So you'll see them soon enough. My mom got me some patterns and I noticed something very disturbing. I've been undercharging. The pattern called for baby sizes to be a lil over 2 feet. Meanwhile I've been doing 3.5. And the adult size was closer to my baby size! Which leads me to think I know some big babies. Lol. Anyways I may have to reconfigure some stuff so I'm working smart, not hard. So those that have a blanket from me got a good deal. I don't think I'll be trimming my sizes too much, but I've gotta think about it.

There's one pattern I'm doing for free (for a baby gift) that is so time consuming! I worked for 7 hours the other day and got 1/4th done! Yeah, that baby will be able to walk before I'm done, lol. I'm debating taking it with me on my mini vacay just because Kesi sleeps later than I do. We'll see.

My mom wants me to make her a strawberry shortcake applique. I have no doubt I can do it, but here's the problem: its free! I'm not getting anything out of the deal. Its a gift for a coworker. But she keeps bugging me about it (and a snoopy) while I'm working on something I'm getting paid for. Don't be making promises on my name. Also, she's been "borrowing" my yarn. If you haven't been to my crochet site (and why haven't you?!?!)(annalula.blogspot.com) the heading photo is a big bin I have at the foot of my bed with skeins of yarn in it. At least once a week she comes down asking if I have any of xyz color. Yes, I do. For ME! Ima start charging her. Because I have to go replace them. *shakes fist* You feel some kinda way about saying no to your mom, right? She raised you and all that, and you can't give her a $2 skein of yarn? Adversely, the economy is rough and I can't be heading to walmart all willy nilly. Especially when people find out you're going and ask you for stuff they really don't need, like ice cream, and then there's expensive yet kosher digiorno garlic bread pizzas in the freezer section and you know you should maybe buy some turkey bacon just to offset that, or some romaine lettuce and carrots.... See?! I choose to avoid that scenario altogether. You can't have my yarn.

If anyone is looking for something to buy me for Christmas, a holiday I don't really celebrate with gifts anyway, so don't be upset when I don't buy you sometug back, or if you're interested in being my unofficial sponsor, there's a huge set of needles at walmart that I kinda need. They range from super tiny to really big, and I think they even come with a case! Need! Either that or some roller skates, lol.
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Non Barack news

2008-11-12T20:31:00.000-05:00

I've been writing about nothing but the election for a while now. But other stuff has been happening too, right?

My manager told us that her stepdaughter and 2 of her friends went all "superbad" and made a book of cartoon penises. The kicker though, is that her older sister and my manager found it when the girls' grandmother was in town. She's Cuban. Upon seeing animal-themed wangs, she exclaimed, "ay dios mio! She's a freak!" And started crying. Of course my manager and the older sister started laughing like kids.

I met Jameil this weekend. We went to jalapeno Charlie's. Yum! Well at least 2 out of 3 was good. I don't know what exactly Rashan had, some kind of nachos, but he and Jameil loved it. She wasn't really feeling her fish tacos. I had mango shrimp and veggies. So good! I must go back and have more. *drool* so I think we had a good time. Good conversation, nice atmosphere, smiles and laughs. Kesi wasn't there though. He was probably still asleep. Oh yeah and Jam and Rah got lost. They ended up on Boulevard and Jameil said she knew she was in the hood because she saw 2 men boxing in a parkinglot. I told her Boulevard brings out my CT bourgie side. I start locking doors and turning my nose up. We took pix too, and I pray that Rashan deleted the one where I was making the most retarded face in history.

The last 4 days I worked were the most stupid. Firstly, tons of foreign guests who don't understand "what size?" is not an invitation to repeat what drink you want. I seriously have a pet peeve with people who visit a place and don't know the language. Especially if you're there for a conference. Double especially if you're a doctor. But they tipped well. I mean really well. I split my tips with the barista if they make the drink. So they usually end up with about a third of whatever I make. Well I have enough money for kesi's birthday dinner, so I know she broke good. Maybe they felt guilty for giving me a headache.

Speaking of my lovey boo's birthday, yes it was last week, but we're celebrating next Monday. Wwe Monday night raw, hotel downtown, a lovely dinner, and 2 days of not dealing with those people we live with, lol. John Cena may or may not be there because he got injured but I'm still gonna wear my shirt because I love him. So there, lol. I'm just really excited to excape a little.

Today I worked in banquets to get some extra dough. Banquet lunches are so dumb! You spend like an hour setting up a table to a tee, then a guest may or may not sit at that table or place, and if they don't you can't recycle the tea/water/silverwear that you placed and no one used, no. That needs to be recleaned or dumped. So you may have a table no one sat at but that stuff is considered dirty and your work is naught. Not only that but you have to carry that ish on a tray, and I broke some glasses today. Oops. Only like 6, but... Yeah. I just woke up from supernap. Doing it again tomorrow.

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13 things I never knew, until.

2008-11-06T13:27:00.000-05:00

There are certain things in this world that have never crossed our minds, until they do, and ten you wonder why you never put 2 and 2 together. Someone, in recent years, called them unknown unknowns. I have a lot of those. So here's my list of things I didn't know were possible, until they were.

1 I never knew a blonde woman from astoria NY would wanna tap dance, until I turned on MTV this morning and saw her killing it.

2 I never thought I'd want to get married until I was in a serious relationship.

3 i never considered alligator food until I moved to the south.

4 I never knew milk crates weren't book shelves until I went to my friend Nicole harrigan's house at age 9.

5 I never knew there was such a thing as a blog until I read la's.

6 I certainly never knew it was so mentally rewarding until I had my own.

7 I never knew the one republican facebook friend I have would aggravate me so much with her damn statuses. Palin 2012? Really? Fucking sheep.

8 I never thought I'd want to tattoo "yes we can" on myself, until 2 nights ago. I'm wavering, cuz I know hella people probably want to get it too.

9 I never thought I'd be making big plans to visit DC again since La left.

10 I never knew I'd care so much, but I really do.

11 I never thought I'd be so bummed about not hanging with Jameil yesterday, but I was. *fist shake*

12 I never knew someone else's echelon could make me feel different even in my very soul.

13 I never thought about a black man being president until I got the chance to vote for one. Not just any one, but THE one.
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oh my god.

2008-11-04T23:40:00.002-05:00

he won. im freaking. i spent the night talking to shani, la and x factor. watching cnn. scratching uncontrolably (i itch when im anxious). oh my god.

here are a few pix of my day. because i cant put this feeling into bloggable words:

my mommy in the middle, casting her vote

me and my pariphenalia.

omg. theyre on. gosh. malia and sasha's daddy is the president. michelle will be the fiercest first lady since jackie o!

jameil, rashan, time to toast it tomorrow. gotta go.

Live blogging the vote

2008-11-04T09:03:00.000-05:00

November 4, 2008
1216am
My bff bre, who at my birthday party told me he didn't see the point in voting, spent 2 hours waiting in line to vote. I'm excited and so proud of him. Barack really can change minds eh?

I met a woman from wasilla who is a democrat. She said she never liked or voted for Sarah Palin. She was awesome.

I also met some Obama campaigners and they gave me an official button! Yay! Now I have two!

I'm getting these lil random thoughts out of the way so I can concentrate on what's happening in front of me at the polls. I'm waking up at 630am to go vote. My mom and my bro will be up too. Im looking forward to it!

630am
Kesi is already at the place. I haven't eaten yet! He says there's 160 people there. He'll be done way before me cuz he's already in line. I'm debating going in my pjs. I'm too tired to put thought into clothes I'll just change out of to go back to sleep....

645
I'm dressed and ready to go. Decided to put on jeans and a light blue shirt. This IS history, lol. The line has swelled to 300+ by now. The news happens to be at my polling place. Thank you channel 2! I'm waiting for my brother to vacate the bathroom so I can go brush my teeth and jump in line.

My mom said my grandma couldn't move last night and she sat all night waiting for someone to come by. Not that she called anyone. She can be so stubborn! So my cousin Tia took her to the hospital. She's a nurse... Gosh.

701am
I'm walking to the polls. Its a nice day! You know, for the sun to not have risen yet. I'm listening to Omar's "give me sunshine." I love how psychic my music player is! I got my camera case something historic happens..... You know, like a black man running for president or sumn.

711am
My mom and I are in line. A neighbor gave us a ride. Kesi said there are no cell phones inside. I've already started taking pix. I'm at the end of the parking lot and kesi's inside the building. My mom is talking about the crazy ammt of ballots there was to be sent out Sunday night.

727am
There's a woman out here selling coffee and krispie kremes. Damn I forgot my snack! System of A Down's "soldier side" is on now. Just filled out my voter certificate.

733am
"I got another wall to work through then i'll be in the hall right before the voting room." that's what an hour got him, lol.

743am
Rainbow connection is on. I smell coffee. I'm pretty close to the door and I'm close to the coffee vendor's table. Blahh. We're supposed to be giving out free coffee at Starbucks but they say our store isn't participating. Wack! I hope we are though. I gave away pastries and coffee to the staffers I met yesterday and a few others. Its just how I felt. "the warmth" by incubus is on. "remember why you came and while you're alive, experience the warmth."

752am
"Pretty good year"- tori Amos. See? Psychic mp3 player!

757am
I'm in the building and the line has wrapped so that Kesi and I are literally 10 feet from each other. We're making google eyes at each other. I just took a pic of him. When I volunteered a few weeks ago I was calling out, "take a date to the polls! Girls think voting is sexy!" its true.

804am
Kesi banned me from texting him til he's done.
Ooh seats! Ahhh. I just walked up to a fellow voter to ask about a crochet pattern. Her mom made the blanket. Damn. Of course mom's not here... Their baby was so cute though.

813am
Just walked up to my brother and told him he looks like our father cuz he's pouting. I think the guy in front of him thinks I was flirting with him or something when I was waving.

816am
Someone is catching the spirit right now in line. Every few seconds I hear "Jesus!"

820am
Kesi's done and gone. :( lol that means I should be out soon. Maybe by 9? I've zoomed through here.

823am
Kesi joked that he voted for McCain. I joked that we would not be having sex until further notice.

836am
My supervisor's facebook status has been donated to the McCain campaign. I respect her right to be totally wrong. She'll enjoy Barack as a president. She'll see.

843am
I can see the voting room! Lol radiohead's "no surprises" is on. Yes please, no surprises today. Just let me vote. Gosh I wish I had brought my fruit and nut bar. If yall haven't been to Starbucks and had one, do! I have 2 waiting for me at home.

856am
Done! I voted and now I'm walking home. My mom was still at the booth when I finished. My brother was in line so told him I was heading home. I looked at Barack's name, took a deep breath, and pressed "cast ballot." I love it. Today I'm wearing all my paraphenalia. Buttons, shirt, my "I'm a Georgia voter" sticker... Just passed a neighbor on the street and told her the lines are short. I knew it! Everyone rushed to be first, annd now there's no one there! But its all good. The earlier the better.

I'm headed home to sleep, if the excitement isn't too much. Pics soon. BARACK THE VOTE!
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Weekend's over, I am sad.

2008-11-03T12:42:00.000-05:00

Friday was the Halloween party. In case you haven't seen my facebook album, I was the Obama-natrix, and I whipped those who had not yet voted. Fortunately I didn't have to get after too many people. We had a great time, but the DJ was a slight bit wack and didn't play, like, ANY recent songs. I'm talking at one point he played "white tee." that song came out when I was in high school. So we started heckling him and he started yelling and stopped playing. Then someone was like "have a heart, its Halloween!" and I was like "yes, Halloween 2008." and so we had a lil back and forth. It was maybe 3am so everyone left anyway, lol. It was still fun and those that did dress up did a great job. Breezy went as t pain, and even made his costume. I helped! I still have glitter on me.

Saturday I had lunch at zaxby's with my mom. We never do that. When we do its always catching up over errands. Which is what happened this day. We were on our way to walmart. That lil restaurant is good! Even their toast is good. We talked about the documentaries I'd been watching on BBC (I'm no Jameil, I like docs, but I like them to entertain, lol), one of which had to do with Britain's youngest grandmothers, the youngest of whom was 32 at her grand's birth. It was all about the statistic that showed teen mothers are more likely to have kids who are teen mothers. Good times having adult convo with mom.

After that Kesi, Jeremy, thurm and I saw "zach and miri make a porno." I greatly recommend it. But you can't be weak about it. You kinda have to think gross things are funny. I mean really gross things. Jason long's character was the funniest thing. A gay porn star. "you're not really my demographic, its ok." "what's your demographic?" "do you like p***y? Then not you." hilarious! I haven't laughed so hard at the movies in a long time.

After that Jeremy somehow ditched us on the way to the IHOP. For some reason we never manage to get to a restaurant with that boy. He did the same thing on my birthday. I'd think he was anorexic if he wasn't 240lbs. We stayed in there until the 2nd 1am, even though we'd long since finished eating and digesting. Talked about everything and nothing. I like that about friendship. I've known Thurm since the 2nd day of 9th grade and since then we've had the most irreverent conversations. He also inevitably bruises me every time I see him. This time he jabbed his fingers into my arm pits. Anyways we showered Kesi with affection and talked about being 25 and how there are things we're planning for and working toward. And how I should jog instead of trampoline.

When we got to kesi's house we spent quite a while staring into the sky. I saw a shooting star! I made a wish! It was pretty cool. I have literally never seen one before. But we each ended up seeing one. It was a nice 25 hours from the moment his birthday started.

I crocheted for a bit then fell asleep. Kesi said I was snoring but I just refuse to believe it! Bah! Lol. When we woke up we took his brothers to work and I picked up his real present, tickets to WWE/ECW! Woooo! Rawk! Lol. I also continued my search for sushi wrap. The sushi guy in the grocery store said I definitely have to go to an Asian market, but had no idea where one was. Wtf! Can I point out the fact that the grocery store had a sushi maker, but didn't sell the individual products he used! Scream.

The rest of the birthday was spent in various states of sleep, awake, hunger, fullness, and cuddles. It was a great day. I hope my birthday is as relaxing.

And now its Monday. The Monday between kesi's birthday and election day. Could there be a less relevant day? I doubt it. And for that reason it shall last til forever.

Ps, my cousin Shanae, who went as a Barack B girl for Halloween, cuz that's how we roll in our family, told me that our grandma is indeed voting. Totally made my day. Maybe Monday won't be *so* bad.
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Thursday 13: 5 days left!

2008-10-30T13:59:00.000-04:00

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

2008-10-29T20:04:00.004-04:00

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!!!!!

2008-10-28T00:15:00.001-04:00

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

What a week!

2008-10-24T23:25:00.000-04:00

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...

2008-10-24T01:40:00.001-04:00

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

2008-10-22T03:01:00.006-04:00

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....

2008-10-19T23:02:00.000-04:00

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

2008-10-15T13:26:00.000-04:00

*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!

2008-10-11T02:54:00.003-04:00

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

2008-10-08T02:26:00.000-04:00

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:

2008-10-06T16:40:00.001-04:00

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.

see Sarah Palin pictures

Down Peachtree

2008-10-04T01:10:00.000-04:00

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

2008-10-02T00:15:00.000-04:00

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

2008-10-01T03:11:00.000-04:00

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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its saturday

2008-09-27T19:42:00.002-04:00

and im off. just cruising the net, as i am wont to do. posted some new pix on my crochet site. updated my blogroll, in case you were looking for something new to read. check out spritestitch.com, where i am getting some great ideas... i think that's it!!! oh yeah, i love the postal service (mailed stuff out thursday and shani-o and my other recipient got it today!!!) and i hate the oil barons( 45 minute wait WITH traffic cops just to get gas? wtf?).

13 famous people I've met.

2008-09-25T00:55:00.000-04:00

So me and my supervisor were talking about how year mom from Moesha was acting snooty with him (honestly I think that'd be her personality regardless, lol), and it led me to this week's Thursday 13. I've kind of categorized them for you...

1 Anne Rice

I met her at a book signing. I'm a big fan of the Vampire Chronicles, and even included her stories in to a report about book adaptations. Anywhoo, I don't remember what we talked about, but I'm glad I met her when I did. Apparently she became a born again Christian and stopped writing about Lestat. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

2 Terry McMillan

I wrote about meeting her a few weeks ago. It was awesome. She was just so breezy. So comfortable. Loves it.

3 Maya Angelou

She was sitting in a wheelchair in the lobby when I walked over to her, my entire bank in my hand (hundreds of dollars). I would have gladly lost my job to meet her. She was so sweet and peaceful. And she looks like she could have been thinking up a poem.

4 ludacris

I was 17, it was Christmas. My friend Melanie, an intern at DTP, called me and asked if I wanted to hold some signs up in exchange for meeting Luda. Yes maam! I had listened to him every day after school when he was 97.5's Chris Lova Lova and loved him since. I missed my chance at the skating rink so she got us in at the Bounce, this GHETTO ass club from back in the day. Anyways, it was 2am when I met him. He called me beautiful. Nothing could get me down after that. Even finding out my boyfriend was cheating on me.

5 Isaac Hayes

I don't remember why he was in the hotel. All I remember is he got a roast beef sandwich. And he was real mellow. Cool as you would think. This was before he left south park, I think a few months before. He was awesome.

6 Chris Daughtry

Last summer he came into the store and stood at the magazine rack. Not many people recognized him. He didn't seem to mind. He was really lovely. And cute for a bald guy. His band came down later and kept me company (and I, them, I'm sure) later that day. I decided to buy their album because I liked them as people. The album wasn't my that great. He should have just joined Fuel when they offered instead d remaking their music. But whateva.

7 Ronnie devoe

Scream! I loves me some new edition. Ronnie came into the hotel and I fawned and told him that he was my first concert when I was 5. I even got a picture! Then I fell out. No lie. After he left, I hit the floor.

8 the chick from blaque who didn't leave, but not the one who raps.

After I picked myself up from the floor I went back to work. I was serving this chick who looked familiar. I asked if she went to Howard. No... My high school? Nope. I couldn't figure it out. "I was in Blaque." oh yeah! Boom like an 808, yada yada. Oh yeah, she's married to Ronnie and has this SERIOUS ring. I mean, you could kill someone with an errant wave hello with that thing. Later we heard stories about how she flashed the bartender and claimed to have a 3rd nipple.

9 Elizabeth Rohm

I knew her from Angel, before I started watching Law and Order. I walked into the service elevators and there she was! I squeaked. She called me adorable and took a picture with me.

10 Mercedes Mcnabb

If you hadn't known, I'm a big buffy/angel fan (shout out to Rashan!) so when Harmony walked into my job I freaked out. She said I was more enthusiastic than most of the people who paid to see her. She asked if I was working the next day and promised to come back and take a picture with me. And she did! Its stuff like that that makes a person cool to me.

11 Kevin sorbo

Mo hit on him so hard last year. I mean, she still has his picture on her mantel. And she did that "hurcules, hurcules" clapping thing from Nutty Professor. Lordie. My friends, I tell ya.

12 lavar Burton

My friend said I had to say "but don't take my word for it!" when I saw him. I didn't. But I did tell him that he was my reading hero as a kid and that my mom is a TNG trekkie to the core. He really did a lot for kids back in the day. And roots? Don't get me started.

13 Judge Mathis

He bought baby oil, condoms and mints. Hot night for the judge! Lol he was there speaking to a boys group. See, when I tell you I'd take yall on judge Mathis when you owe me money, its not just a threat. Me and him go way back.
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Let's talk about something else...

2008-09-22T22:43:00.000-04:00

Besides crochet, before I get hate(r) mail like Rashan, lol.

*so Saturday I went off to walmart to buy yarn (technically that's not talking about crochet, lol), and when I come to the counter with about 6 skeins of what could only be described as froot loop colors, the girl says to me, "you're not gonna use these to braid your hair, are you?" my eyes got so big. I thought she was crazy! "noooo." "ya people have been doing that lately. Its cheaper than regular braids." oh. My. God. What? I have no desire to walk around looking like a cabbage patch kid, thanks. What the hell is wrong with people?

*you ever notice that Andre 3000 says the most dirty stuff in his songs, but he's so clever about it? He's quite frequently rapping/singing about oral sex. Meanwhile there's other rappers who say stuff like "my d*** on swole and I know your p***** wet, your mouth saying no but your body sayin yes." first of all, date rape anyone? Secondly, ew! Mystery, people! Let me laugh at the fact that you got your double entendre past the censors, instead of running into your uncensored version and turning into my mom.

*is anyone else watching True Blood? Its on HBO Sunday nights. Its about this small Louisiana town and how they deal with the fact that vampires are now a more common part of society. There's a metaphorical comparison to racism and homophobia and other types of discrimination. All the characters are so good. I love Tara, who said her mother was either a hateful bitch or an idiot for naming her after a plantation, lol. Its only 3 episodes in, so watch it if you like that sort of thing. Oh and its written by Alan ball, who did 6 feet under.

*my mom asked me if I'd let Kesi go to the strip club if we were married. I told her I didn't know. The truth is, I didn't know how to tell her I don't really care because he's cheap and since he watches lots of porn, I'm sure he'd be uninterested in what he could see for free at home, lol. But that's tmi for mom.

* Kesi's manager's uncle "found the thing what done made Viagra." That is to say he discovered the thing that causes the chemical reaction that makes men aroused. But she sounded so country when she said that to us last night, it was kinda hard to believe.

*i got drunk(ish) on rum runners and kamikazes Wednesday night at a show I went to. It wasn't so bad. I mean, I almost fell out of breezy's car, but you know, that could happen anytime. I was praying my mom was asleep, but alas it was only 130am, and she was sitting right in the living room. But I don't think she noticed, lol. Oh yeah, I saw this guy who I had a crush on in middle school. He made quite a clever joke comparing my Coach pig keychain and Sarah Palin. And La, he said he is muscle skinny, lmao.

*my ES, who now has nothing to do with me, thank God, actually got mad because the chick who took my place (who btw is pregnant) needed a few days off because her husband's fam died. She actually said, "its not like he lived here..." wow, bitch! Why are you so insensitive? So the CM was like, "thank you lord that I am not that insensitive," and EM actually got mad! This from the woman that made one associate bring an obituary back, and told another that she was being silly when she started crying because her sister was in the hospital. There is seriously not an ounce of compassion in her.
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Look what I can do!

2008-09-20T02:44:00.000-04:00

This is for my cousin nicky's first girl (she has 4 boys). My mom's making the blanket and she asked me to make miss Kitty. I'm glad it came out so good. I'm not finished, that's why its here and not at my proper site, but I just finished the face and I'm so geeked!

I Googled some crochet stuff last night and came up with some great ideas. I didn't see anyone come at the angle I'm coming from, but I was inspired. I'll tell you now, I saw a tetris blanket and I wanna do one.

Ps, my mom decided to take the blanket to work with her and didn't bring it home! That's why the background is my lovely comforter and not the art she created (so you can see where I get it from).
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13 things I'm looking forward to

2008-09-18T14:21:00.000-04:00

Before the end of the year.

1 metallica and deftones and kanye cds!

Before I was allowed to go to concerts metallica played the family values tour. But their lead singer James injured himself and couldn't play the Atlanta stop and so kid rock and the lead singers from korn and limp bizkit sang in his place. Do you know how much I would have loved to be there? Ugh! Anyways, I really like funky, hard, heavy rock music with really powerful lead singers and sick drummers. And these bands both have them. And they're putting out albums before the end of the year. Actually metallica is #1 this week. And so I need to make arrangements to hit the target. And kanye. Love Lockdown. Awesome song. And there's rumors his next CD will be out before Christmas! Yay!

2 Kesi's birthday.

We're 3 months apart, so I can see how he handles being 25 before I go through it, lol. And I've already got the celebration planned out. I'm that excited.

3 RAW

We're going to see WWE RAW for Kesi's birthday (a few weeks after his birthday actually) and I can't wait! Its gonna be so fun! Remember I'm going to dress like John Cena.

4 50% off associate discount

Usually during the slow period my hotel chain will let associates stay in rooms for free for a certain number of nights, to encourage travel. This year they're doing 50% off, which is actually better, because I don't really leave town much. So now I can stay in a hotel for cheaper! Huzzah!

5 breezy's Halloween party.

Tentatively its at this 4H cabin halfway between his house and mine. Its the perfect kind of creepy (I've been to a party there before and I remember saying that Jason was gonna jump out of the woods and kill us) and its gonna be so fun! And I get to be what I wanted to be last year.... Lol.

6 the election!

Its less than 2 months away and I'm looking forward to how this will play out. I have what they call "hope." its apparently contagious. And I'm praying and acting. I really want Barack to win!

7 friendaversary

October 22 is the friendaversary. Celebrating 72 years of friendship. I don't know what tops a tattoo as a gift, but we'll work on it.

8 new years

For obvious reasons. i don't know what I'm doing that night but I'll be out of work crazy early and partying it up!

9 the Christmas party

I love the work Christmas parties. I decided I'm going to wear red and black again. And hopefully a CERTAIN young man will come with me so I won't get hit on by that guy from events. Ew.

10 killer mike and crew at CW

Next Thursday! Mike, niko villamor, priceless and oh... Someone else, I cant remember them all. I'm so ready. The show is only $15. Yesss!

11 Kesi's cousin's wedding.

Its in saint Louis. I loves the weddings. And I love his family too. And besides the fact that its a strange mix of city and country, I love saint Louis too.

12 indecision 08 coverage

I love the daily show and colbert and no matter what happens that night I know I'll be laughing at them.

13 my brother's birthday.

He'll be 20! No longer a teen! Maybe more responsible! Pointing out your sister's oldness because she remembered the day you were born! Lol.

What are you looking forward to?
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New new

2008-09-16T17:17:00.000-04:00

In case you hadn't peeped it, I put up 2 new pix on Anna Lula. I can't link them, but the site is listed in my links down on the left. One of them was shipped to X factor last week and I'm so glad she loves it. We had an adventure with special order wool yarn and color choosing, lol. It was a bonding experience.

The other was for my coworker's brand new grand daughter, and he rolled around the corner right in time with that lil announcement photo. "you know I make baby blankets right?" We were on the phone with his daughter in minutes talking colors.

I got another I'm finishing for my friend Reka. Look for it at the Howard Homecoming - I'll be there in spirit. The pix will be up as soon as she gets it.

In other news, I finally got some privacy. A Lil shade to cover the doorway to my bedroom. Its not a door but it'll keep people from peeking in to see what I'm doing as they do their laundry. Dammit. Kesi and I had quite the time trying to put it up last night seeing how I don't actually have a door frame per se. He had on shades to keep the dust from my ceiling tiles from falling in his eyes and I had to stand on my extra cushy ottoman so I could reach the ceiling and hold up the blinds. I'm so short. Anyways after realizing we needed a drill, then finding a drill and realizing we didn't have an extension cord or a bore bit, then hammering nails into the spots and pulling the nails out and driving the proper screws in instead of drilling, we got the damn thing up. And now I have to sweep. That's what a $5 walmart shade gets you.

Tomorrow I'm going to a show at Lenny's at 5 points. I'll be sure to take tons of pictures!
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too much time on youtube

2008-09-13T16:49:00.003-04:00

for some reason youtube and blogger are in hater mode, so i posted the urls...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2WFdlxr3uso

juney boomdata- whats up with that cookie
*i have a love hate relationship with this song because i think its sexist (and racist... he said "that wet wet mexican" in one line. if he didnt then whatever he did say was gross, lol) but i like the beat. and this video is funny*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EnNyfGHUEHA

kanye- good morning
*its so cute!!!!!*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2ikj4x-zls

robyn- who's that girl
*"i just cant deal with the rules, cant take the pressure" me neither girl. this song is lyrically on point.*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xGE34VAqYTk

super mario rescues the princess

ha!!! i never noticed he was basically calling her a slut...

ps- ive decided that if you feel like you need to comment on my blog but you dont actually SAY anything, of if i feel like you didnt READ my blog entry, i will delete your comment or ignore it. dont be wack. i get my lil email saying someone posted a comment and then i read the comment and i get a headache. stop!!! just dont say shit. lurk!!! that is all.

A little sad

2008-09-10T01:06:00.000-04:00

That's what I am.

So... After I posted that story about almost getting whooped over a secret, I went on facebook to see if I could find some of the people I mentioned in it. Guess what? I found EVERY ONE! Except Adela, but I'm working on it. I even found the girl who almost beat me up, but I didn't try to add her. We have no other connections, lol.

So anyways, over the past few days I've been emailing them, checking out pictures, seeing who's still friends with who and ended up where. They all still remember me, which is cool, and they all look the same, which apparently is also true of me.

I'm sad because in my mind, people are where they were when I left the. Everyone I emailed and requested and have talked to, they were still 11 in my head. Now I'm seeing kids, and marriages, ivy league credentials, vacations and so much more that I can't describe. These people have lived 13 years without me. They aren't who they were back then.

I missed it. And its my fault really. I didn't say a thing that last day of school. I cried for my best friend, who was brave enough to say she was moving away. Hid my tears from moving hundreds of miles away behind that reason. Instead of telling them what was wrong... These were my friends. I pretty much abandoned them. So I guess I'm sad with regret.

"Yea, it was crazy coming to school the first day of sixth grade. You were the only one I was really looking forward to seeing, and it really hurt not seeing you, anyway lol."

The boy who pinned me to the wall and kissed me when we were 5 said that to me today.

So yeah. Just a lil sad. I wish I could go back and change that day. Get some numbers and addresses. But I was so "tough" back then (another childhood friend's words, not mine) that I kept myself at a length. All I can do now is try to catch up.
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and more pictures!!!!

2008-09-07T00:15:00.012-04:00

ok so, these pix were supposed to go up thursday, but with my not having a computer... so anyway all of these are costumes except the last one, which is the real thing!!! i bet stace knows who that is. holla!!!!

I choose my choice!

2008-09-05T13:29:00.000-04:00

Does anyone else watch the daily show? You should if you don't. You also owe it to yourself to catch the repeat of Thursday's show when it comes on tonight at 8. Samantha Bee is my hero. Her coverage of the RNC, trying to get people down there to say "choice," was one of the funniest/ most perfect things I've seen in the media today. When John Stewart was talking to Newt Gingrich Wednesday night and he said something to the effect of "palin wants us to respect her choice and elect her VP to take away ours," I thought I had reached my echelon. But oh no.

Ladies and gents, I am so pro choice. Like, hard. I come from a place where there were 2 pregnant girls in my 8th grade class. Where I have friends with babies and abortions. Friends who got married only to be now divorced or on their way. Where I passed out or sold condoms (for $.25) in school before prom because I worked in cvs and was one of few whose mom told me to go to planned parenthood. I've made my good decisions and bad decisions, and I have no room to judge.

You figure a woman who ran away to elope and had a baby 8 months later would tell her daughter not to make the same mistake. You figure SHE of all people would have a more realistic view than "abstinence only." but no. Now she's a grandma. And you CANNOT tell me that she didn't for a second think, "we can just have an abortion and no one will know." I wouldn't think it was a big deal- 17 year olds get pregnant all the time, thanks to lack of education and resources- if it wasn't for all the deafening hypocrisy in the situation. Even hypocrisy is human. Just own up to that shit. Stop trying to paint this situation as something its not. That boy does not want to marry her. He didn't even want kids, lol. Your family and his family got together and decided what was the best way to save face. Some money was even probably exchanged. And it helps that yall are from Alaska. The cost of living is super low, and thanks to oil subsidies, that child gets $300/yr just for being born.

So anyways, I don't want someone who's gonna ask me to respect her child's CHOICE but has no respect for mine. I would choose to have my baby if I got pregnant today (and trust that it would be sooo unplanned). but I'm in a long term, monogamous relationship. Not everyone, including this woman's daughter, can say that. And none of those people have any bearing on MY choice. And so Sarah Plain and Tall (ha! X I see you!) should have no bearing on anyone else's. Don't think you are better than anyone because you had a shotgun wedding. Because you kept your baby and gave him a stupid name.

This is just my interpretation of the situation. I have no beef with Bristol, and honestly I think she's being used as a pawn, and if her moms boring ass wasn't running for VP she'd be telling a different story and her boo would still have that mullet. Anyways, I do have beef with her mom, and the type of people that almost ran my mom down while protesting when she was going to get a pregnancy test, cuz they thought she was trying to abort me. The type of people who put themselves on a pedistal for having more opportunities than others, for passing judgement on situations they themselves have never been in.

OBAMA 08 son!

Yes we can, because we still have rights!
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some pix

2008-09-02T16:09:00.006-04:00

more to come on thursday!!!Kesi and Breezy. kesi came by to see me and take some pix. he's such a doll. as you can see by the apron, B was workin hard!

1230am on sunday, and i had finally run out of steam. i openned the door and saw the lil spot of space and knew i could fit there. my supervisor decided that it was photo time, lol.

monday i went to a show called Welcome Home Hip Hop. im sure the video will be up soon if you wanna youtube. mine will be up today, or tomorrow. anyway, this is Life the Great. he;s cool. got a retro sound. thats my friend Work Sam in the back.

this chick had on the most tacky shit!!! im bout to send her pic to Durty Mo, lol. got on 12 different colors. anyway, thats the lead singer from yellow wolf. he was jammin. youtube them, theyre awesome.

in addition to calling that 80's reject onstage, he also stole my shades off my face!!! what? lmao, but you know i got them back. lets not play.

And I'm back!

2008-09-02T13:51:00.000-04:00

Quick rundown of the long weekend:

I tired and I lost my voice on Friday. I've been hearing that I sound like a man since then. My voice is so gone I can't sing Toni braxton. Yeah.

There's a pic of me resting on the shelf at work. I was just so tired!

Kesi came by and surprised me at work. It was so sweet of him! Brightened my day.

This guy led me to believe he was Frank Miller, the animator of 300 and Sin City. His name was actually Frank Miller, and so when I asked him if he was THE Frank Miller, he kept going "shh, shh," like "I don't want people to know its me." so then I googled him and he looks nothing like the guy. Nothing. He came back and I was gnna call him out but I was too tired so I just gave him an evil look.

I made lots of tips. But I overdrew my acct.

My friend Hotel Sam (as opposed to Ruby Sam, who works with Kesi) saw Danity Kane from backstage Saturday night. You know I was outdone right? She knows another of my highschool friends, Larry, who of course is cool with Dwoods, and they got back there. Meanwhile I was washing a million dishes. I was so over her! But hanging out with her last night I can see why people love her so much. She's literally crazy.

I got a Barack magnet. He's posed like Rosie the rivetter and it says "yes we can!"

Some costumes were awesome, some were wack to the nth degree. I have pix. You'll see them thurs.

I left work at 230 Saturday night. I spent 1.5 hrs washing dishes. That's how much crap we used. And the other closers left me and Breezy. Wackery.

I touched a drag queen's boob @3am outside a bar. I could tell the difference. But they were very well done.

Green card has trouble with American names. She spelled Robin "raban," Justin "jastan," Stephanie "stapny," Rayne "ran" and the list goes on. It was hilarious calling those drinks. Who? What?

Went to a local hip hop artist showcase last night. It was pretty awesome, but some acts were hurting my heart. I'd definitely check out Yellowwolf and Life the Great cuz I dig them, lol.

My ex supervisor came back to "help" for the busy weekend. She was barely around. Then she complained that this was her weekend off for her new job so she only got one day off. Honestly she was getting paid to do nothing, so she coulda kept her ass home.

My girl Mary Lou and I worked cold bar. Industrial buckets of frapp mix and mocha. I'm talking straight jugs. We slaved man. but we also danced and sang while mixing drinks. At one point a hotel employee tried to break the line and get some free stuff while Mary and I were singing John Legend. We had to tell him to "take it slow, oh oh...." we had the whole room cracking up.

**I'll be back with a real post later today. I haven't seen Kesi since Friday and we need some qt. Also some things need illustration. Holla!**
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13 things I did this weekend

2008-08-28T13:26:00.000-04:00

1 got dissed by my brother via text.

Every Friday night I go to Kesi's job, which is also his and my brothers' jobs. So when on the way my bro texts me saying he has a question. It was strange because he was at one point sitting next to me but we were in public and we still texted rather than talked. Anyway, I said "I hope you don't date any of my friends," and he said, "oh no. I have an age limit." what?! We're less than 5 years apart! Its not so far fetched! Buster. Age limit...

2 took pics of same brother with underwear on his head.

So apparently grown ass, dad-aged men think its ok to give college students (one of the chicks that works at their job) Victoria secret underwear. Uh, no. So while we're all lamenting this situation, my brother decides they'd go great as a hat. And since I had my camera in my hand... And now they're on facebook. I'm pretty sure that's what he wanted anyway, lol.

3 got into a thing with Kesi

Without rehashing the events, I'll say apparently I had a tude, I was tired, he was tired, things need to be addressed in a timely fashion, I'm a details person, etc. It ended in my crying because it was 430 and I just wanted to go to sleep but I knew I couldn't until it was resolved. And I was already losing my voice because after my bro put draws on his head at his job, we went outside and acted a whole other kind of fool, reenacting Olympic gymnastics and ish in the drizzle. So I was crying and whispering and just a total mess.

4 checked into a hotel just to go swimming.

During Fay's cloudy Saturday. Damn her! Its Wednesday and its still rainy. Anyway the boys and I went swimming, searched for pennies on the floor of the pool, did backflips, and avoided the outdoor portion of the pool at ALL costs. All. It was freezing out there! We took pix too, although Kesi has all those. I tried to teach them how to float like I did with La, but I don't know what went wrong. They have heavy upper bodies, lol.

5 saw my friend Carla.

We went to hs together! She came by to hang and show off her still teeny body in a cute swim suit that she got for free. Hate! Kesi's brothers kept calling her Maxine Shaw. She really looked like her too, down to the styled dreds.

6 had a hot tub argument

The N family believes hot tubs are "people stew" my brother, Carla and I jumped in anyways, because we say its good for your pores and stuff. They weren't buying it. But it sure felt good. Until we thought we'd jump back in the cold pool... That wasn't the brightest idea, nerve-ending-wise. But I saw on the travel channel that going from a steam to the cold is actually good for you. It just doesn't feel good.

7 found the car battery dead

After a shower and change, we went to eat. When Carla and I pulled up to Kesi's new Yorker, the boys were still standing outside the car. "I left the lights on." argh! So we all piled into Carla's tiny car. I'm talking, like a tercel.

8 ate at Joe's

This is the same place I went on my birthday. Did I mention it was walking distance from the cars? But there's a big fence around the hotel property. So we had to drive even though I was so hungry that if I'd brought sneakers I would have jumped the fence. I had the same thing I had last time, and so did my brother and I think Kesi too. We're boring, lol. But their shrimp it STILL bangin.

9 spent the night at the hotel

With Kesi. And my brother. Fun...

10 woke up too early

Kesi's mother gave the car a jump. But since everyone had to work except me, we had to be up at 7am! Wtf!? On top of that, the battery didn't take the jump, it was drizzling, and I still had on flip flops. I was so full of hatred, lol. Not toward anyone, just against the time of day. When we got home around 9, I couldn't sleep. Irony.

11 tried to study

There's this big management training book I've been trying to crack for a week. Its not complicated, just EXTREMELY boring. And the Olympics were on... And then I fell asleep.

12 avoided my voice mail

My dad called my brother and I on Saturday. I had heard my brother's message, wherein my dad said (and meant) everything we wanted to hear: he's an idiot, he missed us, he's sorry. And I KNEW there was a similar message on my phone, so I didn't check it. Until Tuesday. La said I was "choosing the conditions under which I am miserable." sigh. I texted him because this is a very busy work week and I know that if I call him I'll get all teary and it won't be a quick conversation. I decided not to be a jerk and be silent just because that's what he did.

13 talked to Sallie Mae

They were actually nice considering I've been avoiding them since God knows when. Hopefully I'll be in a good place to finally finish school (I know you've heard that one before) and then I won't have to worry about them til next year. Let us pray.

*btw I'm pretty sure I won't be posting this weekend, as it is Dragon Con and I'll be either working or sleeping. But I'll be back Monday with pictures and recaps of the crazy. And money! But no money for you.*
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Shhh...

2008-08-25T11:54:00.000-04:00

I like to think I'm good at keeping secrets. There of course have been times when I have slipped, and naturally I don't consider sharing with Kesi or La "telling." that's just like repeating it to an empty room, lol. But when talking at work the other day, I shared the story of why I'm so good at keeping secrets:

Does anyone remember DARE? Drug awarenes resistance education? I don't know if they had it in the south, but up north they had this program where in 4th grade a cop would come in and tell you why drugs are bad and to stay away from them. They tell you what drugs and drug periphenalia and even drug dealers look like, all with the aid of "The Simpsons" -esque cartoons. And they gave you a chance to ask anonymous questions. This is where the trouble started.

My best friend in 4th grade was a 5th grader named Adela. We rode the same bus and had a crush on the same boy, my classmate Eric "Shorty" Santiago. Swoon! We used to yell out "Shorty!" on the bus after school and embarrass the eff out of that poor boy. Adela and I were tight and told each other everything. We even sang together, which, is no small feat because both of us were shy, violin playing type chickies.

I remember Adela was so upset one day. We leaned our heads against the back of the seat in front of us and whispered to each other. Turns out, her friend Evelia, who was also a 5th grader, was bragging in their neighborhood (Adela lived close enough that we rode the same bus, but far enough that I wasn't allowed to bike to her house. I was 10 after all) that she smoked cigarettes. Adela tried to get her to stop but there were other kids influencing Evelia, and it was just all bad. Now I see that it probably wasn't about the smoking, but more about the fact that she was losing a friend. I tried to make Adela feel better but of course it was no use. I really had nothing poignant to say.

The next day during DARE, I decided to get some help. "this girl I know is smoking cigarettes. What should I do?" The officer over the class, one of my aunt's coworkers from all the way in Waterbury- what, were our cops too busy patroling to volunteer in their own city? Waterbury was not close by- was very little help. The advice she gave was stuff Adela already tried, probably because she took the class the year before and was the type to retain information. I was crestfallen.

At lunch that day, I was greeted by the inquisition. Shirley and Krystin. Shirley was the type of girl who, even in elementary school, you knew she was gonna be a skank by the time she was a teen. She was always kissing someone or showing off undeveloped private parts. Oh Shirley... Krystin was still considered the new girl, and having her first friend be Michael Smith, the biggest dork in our class (also known as my first kiss, who I think is gay now, figures) was a double blow, so she was trying to be up on info in order to be cool.

"I recognized your handwriting on that question earlier..." and who are you now Shirley? Jessica Fletcher? Ugh!

"what? I didn't write it! You're crazy."

"oh come off it! Who's smoking, Joy?" and now I see that Krys is playing bad cop. Pointing and getting stern in her voice.

I folded pretty easily, I now see. But I thought I was safe. I made them pinky swear. And any self respecting girl can tell you pinkie swears are law. Apparently one of these two had no respect for themselves or me.

The next day I arrived to school ready to greet the day.
"there she is!" Shirley came bounding up to me while I was standing in line waiting to enter the building. "Her! Joy!"

Behind her was Evelia. Let's take this time to describe our opponents, shall we? Joy- 10 years old, 85lbs (if that), 4foot 9, baseball and kickball player. Strong points: running, climbing, the ability to brush off bumps and bruises. Weak points: violence. Can't fight a lick.

Evelia- 12 years old, 120lbs, 5foot 3 (not fat, but surely a big chick), sports unknown. Strong points: close relation to the devil. Weak points: I sure if I would have tripped her she would have fallen pretty hard.

Back to the story: Shirley disappeared as quickly as she ratted me out. And Evelia was about 2 feet away from me. "who told you I smoked cigarettes?!" I don't think you guys understand. This bitch was huge.

"I'm not telling." I even distinctly remember crossing my arms in defiance.

"WHO TOLD YOU I WAS SMOKING?!?!" at this point she took a step closer to me and the fires of hell came out of her mouth and melted my steel reserve.

"Adela." and she was gone. For a big girl, she was swift (I'd like to point out that I was her height and weight at high school grad. So when I say she's big, its the perspective of a wee 4th grader, not "if only I weighed 120" current Joy). At this time I noticed that everyone was looking at me. I imagined they were thinking, "that Joy, she just ratted on her best friend! If I was adela I'd never speak to her again. Tsk tsk." I mean, that's what I was thinking. And that bitch Shirley was back in my face trying to be all sympathetic. Thankfully the doors of the school openned- where were they 5 minutes ago?- and the longest day in history began.

I didn't see Adela until we got on the bus. She was crying. Apparently she and Evelia got into a big thing and they weren't talking. And she was really mad at me. At that point I felt I should have gotten my ass kicked rather than snitched on her. As much as I wanted to I couldn't take it back. And so I did the only thing I could do, which wasn't enough. I told her I was sorry, and that I could understand if she never wanted to share a seat ever again.

Adela and I fortunately remained friends, though it took a minute before she would share any secrets with me again, which is understandable. She and I left Bridgeport the same year, and we even stayed in touch for a while after that. Her little brother ended up being my cousin Ms Lady's best friend. Small world, huh?

These days, when a person confides in me, I think of her. How I almost totally lost my friend and my credibility, and how I never want it to happen again.

And, you know, almost getting my ass beat certainly helped too...
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Thursday 13:The joy-tionary

2008-08-21T13:07:00.000-04:00

I have a way with language. A... Finesse, if you will. The ability to make up words that eloquently express what I'm trying to say, without having people go, "what?!"

At least that's what I like to think. Sometimes, being that I use ACTUAL words that people don't know, sometimes when I use my made up words they think I'm being cute and trying to make them look silly for not knowing what I'm talking about.

Anyways, here's a few words and phrases that are seared into my personal lexicon. Most of them are actual words or word derivatives, they just mean something different in my world. I even used some in a sentence!

Bedorable- so adorable it warrants moving down the alphabet from a to b. "my cousin BJ is so bedorable! He looks just like his big brother did when he was a baby!"

Boom-boom- I have made my point, albeit comically, and usually a simpler and wronger answer than the actual reason. "the reason cop cars don't have seat cushions in the back is because people don't wanna spend tax money making sure the person that robbed them has a smooth ride to jail. Boom-boom."

I'm over it- I don't want to talk about it. Usually said when something is so confusing or angering that I can't complete a thought or a sentence.

Mashed potato- a person who is mushy and emotional. See: the owner of this blog. Coined on my 5th anniversary with Kesi, when I started crying at maggianos.

Mmmkay- an affirmative to people who overexplain or ask me something stupid. Said like Mr Mackey from South Park. "could you make sure my coffee is hot?" "mmmkay."

Owneenknowhatatelyafolk- "I don't even know what to tell you folk." said when a person hints that they need something instead of just coming out and asking. "dang, I don't have enough money for lunch!" "Owneenknowhatatelyafolk."

Patois- private parts. Coined by my brother and our friend Sam (who said it sounded like a French word) when I tried to explain to them that Jamaican is a nationality, not a language. "Don't touch my patios!"

Rafiki- in the past. Rafiki, of course, is the monkey from the Lion King who said "it doesn't matter, its in the past!"

Shnookie- a loved one. Said in a deep, manly voice. From the cartoon "Invader Zim," wherein an alien baby said his earth name, Noogums, was inbefitting of him as a warrior. When asked what his real name was, he replied "Shnookie!"

Skeetastic- lasciviously sexual and highly freaky. A combination of the slang word "skeet" and "fantastic."

Sneeze- the smell of breath. A smell that apparently only Breezy and I can identify.

Under-face- your chin. Not sure how it started but we say it all the time. See also: back-face, also known as "hair."

Your face/ your butt- a line of dialog between my brother and I when we're just being jerks to each other. "your shirt is dirty." "your face is dirty!" "your butt is dirty!" it can get more intense and hilarious when we talk about things that don't characterize a face or a butt, like, "you left the door open." "you left your face open!" "you left your butt open!"

Feel free to use these terms in your everyday life.

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you know you want one!!!!

2008-08-19T16:31:00.002-04:00

after 2 years, i finally did it! i started my crochet blog! ok its not really a blog, more of a display of things thiat ive made and information on how i can make something FOR YOU!!!! if that is your wish. there is no pricing info, cuz i feel like that should be between the person i make it for and myself. also, the items are named after the people i made them for, if they are originals (unless i made 2 or more for them, then i have to be creative). yes my friends have strange names.

so check it out!!!
http://annalula.blogspot.com/

Exhale

2008-08-18T22:53:00.000-04:00

"I'm sorry that your friend died. That really sucks. I know that ur probably having a hard time right now, but I have 2 say something. For the sake of my own mind I cant continue this. I cant act like we were once friends that just drifted apart. What we had ended badly, at least thats how I see it. So I cant just talk to you now like everythings ok. It makes my head and my heart hurt and it puts me back where I was when we were 17. I'm so different now. I just want you to know that I never cheated on you and I never lied to you. Whatever you may think, that's the truth. There r so many questions that I had back then that r unanswered and thats fine."

I finally got to say what I needed. And I got a really unexpected answer...

"If u don't want 2 talk, i understand. U were my 1st, and that's a big deal! Don't want 2 make u uncomfy! I was lied 2, just want u 2 know, i'm sorry. Kesi is a very lucky man! U r a great woman!"

Wow. Surprising me at every turn. And an extraneous use of exclamations. I thought I was bad.

"I owe u an explanation. U will always have part of me, and 1 day u'll want 2 know why i gave up on us."

That's left to question, but I told him that if he wanted to explain I'd listen. Its all rafiki to me, but I can appreciate the need to get things off your chest and taking that opportunity.

La asked me if I feel better:

"I really do. No longer like screaming, but I may cry when I get home. I mean, every time I thought about our relationship there was always the remorse of "oh well, so many things unsaid," but I think I have closure now. I hope he's happy with his cats.*"

For the record, I didn't cry. I snuggled with Kesi and watched cartoons. A much better release, I think.

*the line about the cats is from "FRIENDS." that was a funny scene.

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Me and my life

2008-08-15T13:41:00.000-04:00

*Cross your fingers that I'm going to St Louis this fall. I neeeed to go. Why?
1 I haven't left this state in over 2 years.
2 I don't really know Kesi's family and I would like to.
3 its a wedding, and I love weddings! Love, a party, and free drinks and cake? I'm there, thanks.
4 I'll have somewhere to wear my dress that's just sitting, waiting to be loved. I don't believe in that white after labor day falderall. That's right I said falderall.
5 maybe I'm old enough to go on a casino boat now!

Kesi and I need a break! And I hear the crack headed girlfriend is out of the picture. The one who, last time I went to STL decided to announce to people I just met that she gave Kesi and I condoms. Yeah, I can do without her.

*So people at my job are really irking me these past couple of days. Remember waay back in like 2006, when I was talking about the guy who decided to ask me if "your man let you out the house in those pants?" Johnny is his name. Well when I went to the gift shop he was like "oh I see they made you change." and I told him nicely to keep my ass out his mouth before I replace it with my foot. Over time I really started to see his chauvinistic ways, as we have gotten into it (politely) about what he feels is a "woman's place." its not at all surprising to me that he's single.

So Wednesday, I'm sitting in the cafeteria on the computer looking at blogs. My friend Lewis and I were laughing at Durty Mo's site, when Johnny comes up and starts looking too. After Lewis leaves, and Johnny heads for the door, he said "I see your man is letting you wear those pants again." oh, really? So I let him have it.

"no man, not my boyfriend, my father, especially not you, has ANY control over what I do with my ass and what I put on it. You have been saying this to me for years and I told you to let it go. Its a tired joke and I never found it funny." oh, and when I get mad, I get loud. And did I mention we were in the caf? So he hits me with "ima leave you alone because I see you're sensitive about it." nigga what? "yeah. I am. I don't know what time you live in but today, a man does not 'let' a woman do anything. So you can 'let' that shit go." and I walked off. I mean he had me boiling. And for the record, I do believe that he's making these comments because he likes what he sees. Which is just plain harassment, because either they look and don't say anything, or they say, "you look nice today Joy. No one has made any adverse comments about the appropriateness of my uniform. I've been wearing them on and off since 05. He's lucky I don't report him.

*Then, yesterday, Green Card decides that she wants attention. She sees me reading the paper (google Lavonia, Ga, AJC, and Hostage, 3 Years to see what I was reading.i It is a very interesting article) and she called my name. Still reading, I say, "yes?" I guess that wasn't enough because she gets right in my face (I was leaning sideways over the counter) and starts banging on the paper saying, "listen to me!" heffa how OLD are you? At this point I look her dead in the face and tell her to stop. She then proceeds to smack the paper some more, smiling playfully the whole time. "answer me!" "Green, if you don't get away from me acting like a violent child..." my face was close enough to the paper that she could have hit me in the nose and it would have been on. All she wanted was to know my middle name. Isn't that the kind of question one could answer without having to devote absolute attention to the asker? "chantelle." "oh. What's wrong with you?" oh I'm sorry I would rather read than apease your crazy-ass cry for attention. She does it all the time and I'm over it. I am pretty sure I would have laid hands on her if she would have accidentally hit me. Not too much though. I need my job and I don't think any of yall have time to make "FREE JOY" shirts.

*so as not to choke a bitch, I left work early. I had already asked to go home because I was feeling "cranky" and it was dead slow. So I send Kesi a text telling him I'm heading to the house. "you walked? Its dark out!" he hates for me to walk in the dark, and so do I, because I am small and defenseless, except my knife and a short stint as a track runner. I explained to him that it was dusk and that I had to get home to put some work into the blanket I'm making. "I'm cranking out the hits." he replies, "you're like the Dr Dre of arts and crafts, lol." what? I guess he meant I'm in demand and dedicated to my work. I'll take it.

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13 things that I hate about the space/book

2008-08-14T00:56:00.000-04:00

I love social networking. I use myspace to keep up with family in CT and to listen to my friends' music. I use facebook to look at peoples' pix and to find old high/ middle school friends. Overall they're great sites and good ways to pass time, but then there's things that make me wanna roll my eyes or log off. Here's my list of the 13 things I hate about Space/Book

1 RIP?
This is #1 because it inspired this list. Some time ago someone posted a status that said something like "gone too soon, RIP lil Pookie, I know you're flying with the angels now." then others started following suit regarding this guy. I didn't know him but someone I know did, and so I asked about him. "he's dumb as hell." "you know he died right?" "you know he got shot in the stomach robbing a convenience store, right? He didn't even need money. He was just trying to be hard." damn. Word? And I'm still seeing people's status making him out to be 1 miracle short of the Savior. And I can't hate on a person for loving someone, but let's not try to gloss over the truth.

2 random friend requests
Do I know you? No? "ignore." I sometimes have no desire to know the people I interract with daily. I'm not trying to add to that.

3 rude comments
I had a video up a while back, and someone decided that itd be fun to berate and make derogatory comments about someone on the video, AND my 3 year old cousin. Not to mention that this person was not even my friend and I didn't even know you could do that. And so I sent this person a message stating that they'd be wise to stop talking about my family and friends before I came and saw about their young ass (this kid was about 8 years younger than me. Really youngster?). Then a few weeks later this child tried to add me as a friend and say they were "kidding." I let him know that I was not.

4 passive aggressive statuses
This chick I know, every time I get on the face, her status is something like "I'm sick of these boys, I'm looking for a real man, I'm not giving my heart out any more." I'm talking about every other day. It seems to me that she keeps putting herself in these situations and then decides to make us feel sorry for her or get on a "men aint shit" wall post tangent. I'm not for that, lol. Me and men are on good terms. Then there's the chick who puts "don't be putting ish out on facebook, if you were real you would come to me like a woman." pot calling the kettle black anyone? Both of them are clearly talking about 1 person, why not just talk to them instead of putting them on front street?

5 booty shot pix
I don't wanna see your ass. Thanks. I'm talkin bent over, half dressed, Luke video auditon. Its just not necessary. Save it for the jailhouse cell wall.

6 spam groups
I'm all for supporting my peoples, so when they have music fan groups or event groups I join. But why is 3 or 4 members of the group sending out the SAME email to members of said group? Do they not realize they're sending it to the same person? And these teasers to events that haven't been announced? Stop! I don't like having 12 things in my inbox that are literally the same message, or are so cryptic that I have a headache when I'm done.

7 messenger
I hate myspace messenger. I've never even used it. But facebook messenger is a waste of energy. You're on whether you want to be or not! When I'm on fb I'm probably on other things too. So when I click back to fb, I have some person going "hello? Joy! Are you there?" for the past few minutes. There's no pop up or bells, and its all at the bottom of the page, so I wouldn't know it was there. Wack.

8 facebook frenemies
We weren't cool back in the day. But you wanna add me? I'll accept strictly to see if you're gonna apologize.

9 busy ass pages
My cousin Boochie's page takes 6 minutes to load on Kesi's high speed. Wtf? She's got lil dancing things, music imbedded, neon colored spinning guitars in the background, so even once I get on the page, I now have vertigo. I haven't been on her page since last year. The headache just stopped.

10 old people
"what is this mein-space?"
This German guy at my job has a teenage son who loves the "mein-space." he decided to ask some younger employees about it, rather than making his own profile, thank God. But why is my old ass former manager on the fb? And a bunch of other older people too. Womp. I can see teachers, cuz it started as a student site and I do be looking for certain favorite teachers, but when my mom gets a fb account, I'm leaving.

11 tmi cousin!
My cousin Chris's profile picture is his bare chest. Ever heard that phrase "put the bird back in the cage"? Yeah. Then we have other relatives who wanna declare their teenage love for a different not every week or have bikini shots or talk about what kinda "nigga gets me goin and keeps me coming"... Sigh... My mom had to have a lil talk about discretion to one of them while she was in CT.

12 how they're almost identical
Facebook just changed their look and it looks just like myspace, which now has status updates for you and your friends like facebook, which got that damn messenger after myspace did. Soon they'll be one entity.

13 "online now" stalkers
There's this kid who I "friended" who, every time I'm on the space, sends me a "hi," "what's good," "let's IM." how could he possibly be online so much? I sometimes think he's been hacked, but usually if they want to spam you they just cut to the chase, right? Then I think, "his messenger name is so inappropriate (its a porn term), it can't be him ." then I think, "maybe it is. Maybe he's just a freak." And this happens every time I go on there!

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The Extraordinary Machine...

got to be there.

did you miss me?

update

robbed

why do i do these things to myself???

housewife

its an earthquake!!!

PSA

passing the time

Also...

Catch up

this pizza is perfect for christians... and jews!

What I Got

facebook repost

the gay storm's got me!!!

I'm telling all the biz

the extraordinary machine

Yep, that's right

a yabba dabba doo time!!!

Of body ink and birthdays

The weekend

back in the A!

update

The bad news.

what about chex? and i really like french toast.

good news, bad news

Yall talk about that?

Monday afternoon musings

yippee!!!!

On my grind

Blah

Last weekend

Anniversary!

Its here!

My crazy dream

Can't take it for granted.

Big plans

The best day

Imagine me

i get it from my mama!

Diet blues.

*scream*

Clarification

Yeah....

Horray!

Why me?!

Skate town.

Hard working weekend

Something's up

TGIF

a few announcements

Feelin better.

James

Last night

My thanksgiving

Amen obama plate

Slacking

Ding dong!

ahhhh!!!!

Crow-shay

Non Barack news

13 things I never knew, until.

oh my god.

Live blogging the vote

Weekend's over, I am sad.

Thursday 13: 5 days left!

dedication

SOLID!!!!!

What a week!

i promise i'll have a real post soon...

logic

So....

Miss ego 2008

chalenge!

Blindness

Dear republican candidates:

Down Peachtree

13 things I love about kesi

Wordless Wednesday

scream