Ok.. i'm kinda mad that last night I went nutty and ate up the last of my Ben N Jerry's.. I'm oh so so so so needing it tonite.. I've got PMS, don't wanna go to work tomorrow, i'm horny, and I want another container of Chunky Brownie frozen yogurt to make me feel better..
I left finance class early tonite cuz the room was super-fucking cold, and I didn't understand what in the heck was going on anyway.. The final is in 2 weeks, and i'm calling in big favors and prayers with The-Good-Lord and some homies who know finance to get me through this mess.
I need a hugg...
It's been a damnned good weekend full of spending money that I can't afford to spend. But a sista has gotta keep food in the fridge, and clothes on the back, what more can I say.. I enjoyed a trip to the store for grocery shopping, cuz we got down to water, ketchup, and salad dressing in the fridge. I love fresh fruit, veggies, frozen waffles and grilled chicken too much to go more than a few days without it.. (Just a few of my favorites) Then I stopped by a store in tha mall and scored 2 cute shirts on sale for 7 bucks each, and a pretty dress for 7 bucks. Clearance is my best friend *I'm so sincere*
met one of my lovely *stalkers* on Friday nite.. Miss Adora and her sister came through and got the VIP treatment at one of the shows i'm helping to produce this summer. Hopefully they had lots of fun, and i'll be able to hang out with her soon. I was workin too hard to kick it that nite.
I've discovered the joys of the royal Mac-n-cheese. She had better keep her royal supply under lock and key, because a sista like me is on the prowl. That damn microwave cheesey mac is super-delicious and i'm bold enuff to sit on the Queen's throne and snack on it while she's at work, or out dealing with the young-heffas-of-tha-lord.
My gyrl called me today n asked me if i wanted to kick it with her to an event in Ohio for a few dayz in August.. Without a thought I instantly said heck-yes.. A sista is tired of saying "no I don't have to the money to visit blah blah blah" I'm convinced that my blessing will come from somewhere and i'll be able to get me a few days outta town and have a lil vacation of sorts. Damnit I work hard and I deserve it.
My dog is kinda sick.. She's got some kinda eye irritation/infection which would heal on its own naturally, however she keeps pawing at it making it worse.. Somehow she's managed to scratch it and get it raw around her eye. It looks worse than it actually is, but now I gotta get her to tha vet late this week, or next weekend.. She will prob come home with one of those cone shaped things on her neck to keep her from pawing at her eye.. That lil heffa had better get some get-right about herself and leave her eye alone, she knows that my black ass does not have health-insurance, so she damn sure does not have doggie-insurance.
Back to the daily grind tomorrah.. and hopefully a pedicure and nail job sometime early this week.. Hope everyone had a good weekend.
Ohhhhhhhhh and I updated the links a lil bit.. Forgive me but i've been lazy about that.. Did I miss anybody, holla @ me in the comments and i'll hook ya up.. Mwwaahhhh.
I don't know what it is about lil kids but they get on my last black nerve sometimez.. Seems like there's always a kid sitting behind me who gets a case of happy feet and decides to kick the chair in front of him/her.. So while the lil kid is banging away with his/her feet on the back of the chair in front of them, I'm feeling it all up in the booty and back.. You'd think their mommas would tell these no-home-training ass kids to stop kicking the nice lady in her back, but noooooo they sit there and watch the shit.. I had to turn around and tap a momma on the shoulder today, to alert her to her child kicking a new asshole into my rear end, thru my seat.. Damn brats.. It's too hot for all that shit.. Seriously it was hotter than fuck today, heat index of 100.. and there's still no AC at the job.. Thought i'd just turn into a whisp of smoke and ash and combust on the spot.. Yeah i'm cranky.. so what... Blah
E X H A U S T E D .. can ya say that with me EXHAUSTED
Working my first show was friday nite and i'm still feeling the pain of it.. I showed up to the office at 9 am, worked till 6 pm, went to the venue and worked till about 12.30 am, left the venue about 1 am, went back to the office till bout 1.30 am, and ended up at home at about 2 am...
Ummmm and i've got 6 more shows with this schedule.. *sniffles* The thing that got to me was the pains on my body.. My feet hurt so bad it wuz like somebody amputated me at the ankles (couldn't feel my feet anymore) and my lower back felt like somebody stuck thousands of knives in there.. I'm goinna have to wear a supportive back garment or sumthing.. Guess i'll go to the old lady section of the mall and look for support-stockings, or a back brace to wear under my clothing..
Overall the show wuz good, I got to see some of it, but was so exhausted I couldn't enjoy it.. Sat myself down in the back row all bent over rubbing my feet and looking pittiful.. Sighs.. Needless to say I slept like the dead Saturday.. Got up around noon, managed to stay up till 3 pm, crashed back out and slept till 7 pm... This is goinna be one longgggggg summer of working and hurting.
Late last night my instant msngr buzzed with an offline friend of mine asking me to come out and hang with him for a few hrz.. I looked @ the clock and it wuz bout 10.30 and my first instinct was to say no automatically cuz I knew it wuz a work day the next day.. But I sat there quietly for a few, listened to my inner voice, and decided to go with him.. He does not live far so I knew I didn't have the time for a hott shower, so I did the whore's bath and hit the bathroom sink with hot water and soap.. My inner voice also told me to take the time to wash my feet before leaving.. I tried to talk myself out of it by saying to myself that i'll have my shoes on, why bother washing my feet for a few hrz out with tha guy, when I know i'll have to shower and wash the feet again later.. Thank goodness I washed, pumice rock scrubbed, and oiled my feet before slipping them into sandals.. When I got to his crib I kicked off my shoes and put my feet up on his couch.. Next thing I knew he had my feet in his hands and was gently massaging them.. The brutha took his time too and rubbed each foot for a long while....
If someone had told me that morning that by midnite i'd be curled up on his couch with my feet in his hands, i'd call em a rat-faced liar with no ounce of the truth in ya.. But there I was getting a smoothe rubdown, and then I rolled over so he could rubb my back and shoulders.. Can ya say a gyrl was in heaven right about then.. I was so so so so long overdue for my body to be teased touched and stroked.. At that point it was not sexual, but more of a feeling of release and comfort.. So we chylled a few more hrz, watching crap on tv, curled up together on the couch, looking at each other and laughing.. Around 1.30 am I was getting sleepy, laid there with my eyes closed with my face next to his, almost touching noses.. I opened my eyes and looked @ him and he kissed me real softly on the lips.. I pulled back, gave a dramatic pause, stroked his cheek, and leaned in for another kiss..
Since i'm seriously outta practice, I had to try n remember what to do with coordinating my lips and tounge, and be smoothe with it.. I got my act together, relaxed and the next thing I know it's about 20 minutes later and we are still kissing, with our legs slightly tangled. Time flies when you're having fun, what more can I say..
I'm rather curious as to how this will play out.. I mean he's sexy as hell, but we've both got some issues to work on in our personal lives that may complicate how soon this may happen again. But I over-complicate everything, so that's nothing new.. However I want to have my feet in his hands, and my lips on his again in the near future.. So here's to having fun one day at a time and long sexy kisses in the middle of the night.. Mwwwwaaahhhhhh
I've been rather neglectful and absent from my lil spot here.. I suppose there's nothing much going on...
Well naw thats a lie, there's plenty going on, but nothing I really want to write about... I'm feelin kinda selfish with my feelings. Sometimes it just be like that ya know.. But the usual stuff is going on. My 2 jobs are draining my energy. I hate my Finance class and still don't know whats going on in there. If I had the time i'd pick up a 3rd job cuz I need the cheddar.. God is good all the time and keeps blessing me.. Men have gotten on my last nerves and should re-think their flirting strategies before opening their mouths.. and thats about it in a nut-shell.
Hope all iz well with my favorite Stalkees... I'll prob post sumthin new and fresh and exciting tomorrah.
Holla
For those who wished me well.. My dear stalkers.. I want to take this opportunity to thank you for your prayers, well wishes, thoughts, and e-love in regards to my Finance exam... I'd take a bow and give you all kisses, but damnit that well wishing shit didn't work..
Turns out that our "group" midterm was a flop due to a member flaking out on us and not doing his 2 problems that were assigned to him.. We didn't even find out till the day the exam was due.. We spent so much time a few hours before the exam trying to finish his assigned work (and didn't get it all done) that we didn't get to study for the in-class exam as planned.. Looks like we fucked up on the take-home and the in-class midterms.. Aint that a bitch.. and I think our loose-cannon group member may have dropped the class and was too chicken-shit to tell us cuz he aint even show up to take the in-class exam..
*Special shouts to Kappa/Coach for comming through in a pinch to give some long-distance tutoring by cell phone to confirm our answers were correct for what we threw together to cover one of our missing test questions.. Looks like i've gotta kick some serious ass on the final to make a B in the course.. And yes i'm extremely pissed off at myself and at our lazy-group member.. But what more can I say?
Nothing
So very unmotivated.. tired.. burnt-out.. un-focused.. confused and feeling guilty.. Man i've kinda lost touch with some important things lately.. However i've never felt more well rested than I do right now.. I dunno what the deal is but i'm operating with a butter knife instead of a scalpel, and that's just not goinna get the job done..
I've got a midterm tomorrow in Finance class thats gauranteed to blow my socks off and leave my head spinning.. It's about week 6 of class and I still have not learned a damn thang.. (except for a nifty formula the homie Coach Kappa taught me).. The only good news to report is the take home group-midterm went pretty smoothe.. It's that in class thang that has me shaking in my boots.. I should be studying right now but ummmmm color me irresponsible and fucked up.
My mom's cousin came to town to visit from Cali for 9 dayz.. It wuz kool but he took over my moms room for his sleeping quarters.. Dude went home today and now i've got my bedroom back to myself.. Mom can go back to her own room, i'm solo again, and i'm free to scratch, fart, sleep naked, play with vibrating objects, snore, sleep with the cd player on and drool on my pillow at free-will.
My new job is still making me extremely happy.. I'm learning alot about the record industry and how it operates, seeing how stars' managers and publicists act, learning the lingo of the entertainment industry, becomming a master of persuasion and sales.. all that good stuff..
Exiting singing my theme song of the moment..
Hey, look me over
Tell me do u like what u see?
Hey, I ain't got no money
But honey I'm rich on personality
Hey, check it all out
Baby I know what it's all about
Before the night is through
U will see my point of view
Even if I have 2 scream and shout
Baby I'm a (star)
Might not know it now
Baby but I r, I'm a (star)
I don't want to stop, 'til I reach the top