Why me?!

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.

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

"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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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!

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!!!!

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

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

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.

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.

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

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.

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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