The Good, the Bad & the Semi-Literate

Ms. Amber Alert herself said these words.... NOW...because i am a slightly superstitious person i have to add this...the saying goes that the way u bring in the new year is the way u will spend the new year... And keeping that in mind, I decided to take a look at the occurrences of last New Years Eve and see of their impact on 2008..... This was me last year: THE DEBAUCHING OF LAST NEW YEARS EVE.... I recall most clearly my coworker shoving 5 bottles of alcohol into my arms, staggering outside, putting the bottles in my trunk and sitting down on the curb to smoke a cigarette before I headed home. When I finally did get home, I got a call from an "Old Friend", who managed to deliver himself, not unlike a pizza.... in 20 Mins or less. All I had to do was leave the door unlocked. Happy Birthday to Me. I even let him sleep over, because it was quite late (tho I promptly kicked him out in the AM.) Yeah. I can say that Alcohol saturated all of 2008 and smoking leaked into most of i...

Fat Bear and I prepared to board the plane on Saturday and I realized that many of you may not know the who, what or why of Fat Bear. Fat Bear @ the telly in NY (This is actually like 3 stories, stick with me) I bought Fat Bear some time before college, so when I went to college, along came this lil ass bear. So when I moved to GA, of course Fat Bear came with. So I was headed back from Nicks Dorm @ G-state and I was on Marietta headed to Trinity Ave. to meet up with Maya who also transferred from Hampton to G-state. I took a right onto Peachtree St. by 5 points Marta station. Apparently, this is illegal. I tried to explain to the cop - I'm not from here. I have MD plates and an MD license. He cared not, the wheels of varying streams of income thru bullshit bureaucracy kept turnin and I got a ticket. Now, I would have paid the ticket. I tried to pay the ticket, but no where on the ticket did it tell me where 2 pay. So on I went to traffic court. Umm, I guess I was guilty cuz they...

The Eastern Star Adventure Okay, 1st off I got lost. Real talk. But only a lil bit. So I get there and the first thing I notice is that I am the only "Person of Color" there. Cool. Fine. It was alil like a family reunion with my Mom's side. So I go to the bathroom and get distracted by the Meeting/Alter room. Not really sure what it was but I deeply felt like I shouldn't have been there. Still stared real hard tho... Whatev. I go back to the main room, following the voiding of my bladder. We chit chat quite a bit with everyone. We (My coworker and I) are 2 of only four people there under 30. Interesting. People keep on touching me in places that make me uncomfortable.... Like on both shoulders, like this: Or on the small of my back. Like women in their 60's and 70's. These are spots that I consider to be my intimate spots so this shit is offputting. The man next to me asked me who Kris Kringle was in relation to Santa Claus. I speculate that perhaps they are f...

Everyday I go home. I read alil math and then miraculously I end up deeply unconscious. I've been sleepin in these mini ass comas. I shall blame it on the weather, as every other explanation would be very inconvenient at this juncture. I've had dates everyday and I've fallen asleep every fuckin night. Knocked tha fuck out. Today, I am going to an Eastern Star Fund raising thingy and then I have dinner plans. I did most of my Christmas shopping and at this point, I'm about to take a fuckin shower, and haul ass to this Eastern Star event. I see my future shaping into directions that I didn't anticipate. It seems that changes are to be made and rather than fight them, I should go with the flow. Part of me is wondering what 2009 will bring. My birthday is coming and last year.... mostly insane, I must say. I am a New Years baby so New Years eve is always alil insane. Here is the blog that I wrote to commemorate my birthday last year: Dear Sweet Blessed Infant Baby Jesus...

Last night was supposed to be my “Last Hurrah”. I gotta get serious with my life. That means studying for Grad School, looking at condos and planning on findin a normal ass dude, settling down and makin some babies. (Dan says that shit is kinda like Jordan retiring). Shit, I gotta focus of what I need to do. I’ve stopped allowing my Ex to pretend that we are friends, as it served no purpose but to allow him to feel better about the situation . When I need him, he is never around. When I want him, he is never around. I got high friend standards and he ain’t meetin em. So why call it friendship when he only serves as a second tier acquaintance. I honestly don’t think he knows how to truly be someone’s friend. I gotta stop trickin off wit these young and nubile hoe ass dudes. They fun and shit but you can’t keep em. Plus, I think I wanna have some babies one day and these non-committal, “It’s all about me” kinda guys aren’t gonna cut it. Side note: I had a dream the other night that I was...

This blog is going to be spotty. I will attempt to keep some modicum of continuity but there are some things that I am choosing to leave out and some things I just plain forgot. Fuck it. This is what went down from my perspective. I left work Friday. Got discombobulated on my way to the airport (probably from lack of sleep) and ended up on the wrong train. Once I finally got to the airport, my plane was sooo delayed. I finally got on the plane, passed out numerous times as we were stuck on the runway trying to get out of DCA and into LGA. Whatevs. Finally land and of course I'm already late. I go to this Taxi stand and am immediately warning me not to accept rides from illegal taxicabs. I take note and keep it moving. I call to check in with everyone and my new boycott word reared its head. "What are WE Doing?" This is why I was a Brownies dropout. I didn't even ride it out to get to Girl Scout status. I do not do GROUP shit well. Never have. This is why I didn...

This is Part II of what happened at LOVE Howard Homecoming Friday. It is suggested that you peep Part I prior to reading this so you know what the fuck I'm talking about. Giles... Here it is. As promised. We all know that I’m not about sleepovers. So at about 6am, I gather all my shit with the intention of going home... This is the first time since the Pittsburgh debacle that I have done some shit as dumb as what I did Friday Night.... Namely, I left my house with 2 dollars, my ID, a credit card (not a check card, no atm, no cash back option, nothin) and a tiny purse that was way too small for anything. I didn't even have my Blackberry, which made taking notes on the craziness that occurred the night before very difficult. Which meant that I was stuck. My plan was to get 20 dollars off of homeboy and take a cab home. This plan was deaded when he saw that I was bout to dip and said "Fuck you doing? Where you think you going? Lay yo ass down." Shit. Okay. Fuck it. I ca...

I gotta start off with these lyrics.... They are SOOOO applicable. Trust. John Legend - Green Light So I went hard like Medusa staring at me I told her let's go, let's blow this lame nigga factory She said, What type of girl do you think I are The kind that you meet in a bar You think you can get whatever you want cause you some kinda star No I'm a comet I just want you woman Hey, If I were you then It would be me that I go home with 3, the one and only One thing you ain't considered I heard you when you told your girl "ooo he can get it" Admit it You did it Let's hop a cab and split it I'm kiddin We both going to where you livin Fuckin HU Homecoming Weekend. Wooooow. First off, we were running around like crazy. My dopamine was bananas. Seriously. I was so excited. Dan got the tickets midday and I started to tingle off break cuz I knew this had the potential to be the best night at LOVE, EVER!!!! And it was. Dan scoops me, and I am running late as alw...

It was a weekend of random. Apparently, if you attended Hampton, even if you were only there for one day and got kicked of for fighting and had to be “Out by 5”…. You will reunite with Hamptonians from across the world, sporadically. This weekend proved that all Hampton people are fitted with Hampton Homing devices that alert us to and draw us toward one another. Friday Erian appeared in town. A big bottle of Hennessey appeared in my fridge and our asses appeared at Union station to scoop Miss Kali herself. First off, Friday and Love night club don’t so much mix. We were all tired and slightly off kilter. But as always, Love is like a family reunion. Harry Hotter was spinning on the first floor and as always, that shit was hitting. Him and his fro could get it. That motherfucker is a good ass DJ. Roomie said that he's certain Harry gets a shitload of pussy cuz of that fro. I told roomie that he deserves every inch of pussy he falls into. Analyze was there but strangely was in the b...