So i'm operating on 1 hour and 15 mins worth of sleep...It's hard partying like a rock star. But here i am at my desk. I volunteered to help my friend Z clean up her new spot but I may have to forgo cleaning today and get my dirty dirty on fri/sat. I have so much to do when I get home and I really need to see CSI tonight..holla!!!!

So far the new fall line up seems to be promising..and i thought to myself..great..another reason to be tied to the boob tube..My 2 guilty pleasure shows are

Reaper

and

Kid Nation


Both of these shows are seriously funny to me...Kid Nation which i liken to Kiddie Survey and which other critics are likening to Lord of the Flies
In addition to catching up with my other old faithful(csi miami, csi, law and order svu and top model)

I'm blanking out
and i have to coordinate this luncheon

I'm sitting here on my bed on this lovely indian summer day with my house dress and a hoodie on( i actually have my hoodie on my head). I've been sick the pass few days and this weather isn't making it any better. When it was cool i had on a jacket and closed toes shoes. So i'm not understanding how the hell i got sick. I have a huge luncheon coming up this week and at this point I'm not really feeling it. The only time i got up today was to make myself breakfast. Ella's not making it any better since she's right here curled up beside me snoring.. I've been in and out of sleep all day thus far. I was really thinking about calling out tomorrow but i won lunch for my whole office. I'll go in for that but Tuesday i don't think they'll see me at all. Friday after work i called myself getting out because i had been in the house mostly all of last week. Mainly i ended up being annoyed and not breathing..I'll be glad when this smoke ban goes into effect in bmore..because omg my nose was so irritated. I wish i was on a beach somewhere laid up. Hopefully i'll feel better in the next few days..bmore book festival this weekend..and it's the second time they've extended it to fri..sat..sun...

I forgot what i was gonna write about next..hopefully it'll come to me in a moment...umm nope...ummmm..ummm...dang having connectivity issue on this blue tooth modem is tough..i had an idea but i lost it that quick. *shrugs* I'll prolly remember it as soon as I'm done this entry and shutting down the laptop..*thinks* still nothing..nothing UGH!

For Tia:
When i saw these I knew i had to have them...I wanted them in every color but they were sold out..they are my newest obsession..and today is my first day wearing them.

Blue Moon..I love you...I haven't dedicated a blog to my first love in some time.... beer. I fancy myself a beer purveyor..Now I've had Blue Moon several times..but it's something about it this go round that I'm loving..maybe it's the coriander and orange peel..maybe it's the wedge of orange they serve with it for u to squeeze in your brew. Anyway it's brewed by the fine makers of Coors..Now i know some of your are thinking Coors is some swill..and yes it is..But when they thought of this fine Belgian white ale...they struck pay dirt...and Outback steak house struck pay dirt by offering an item called the big bloke..it's a frosty 22oz mug of any goodness. It came down to Samuel Adams who has good seasonal specialty brews as well..Shout out OctoberFest..But these beers remind me of my most favorite time of the year..Fells Point Fun Festival. I always manager to spend way more money than intended..so much food...so many trinkets to purchase..and i love trinkets.. :) I also manage to see an old love or 2 and that's always fun..because i do think i get better with time..and it doesn't hurt that my look is ever evolving..*toots own horn*

2 months ago i purchased a pair of satin peep toe pumps..befuddled about when or where I'd wear them..i got them anyway..because i loved them so. I have them on today..my supervisor is out and so is another admin..so you know what that means...Jeanssssssssssssssssss... I have on a Coco brown trapeze top, skinny dark rinse diva jeans and my satin peep toes..accessorized with gold earrings and bracelet..cause the heel is golddddddddddddddddd...yes..

Have a good weekend

I was on the bus this morning zoning out to Janelle Monae when i saw 2 white bicyclist riding up The Alameda. I thought to myself they'll get murked soon. Not by some random act of robbery..but for the simple fact, that people don't know hand signals. I remember when i learned to drive...we had a guide book to study that taught u everything. And now in this day and age..people don't know what the lines mean on the street (i.e. single solid lines..double broken lines..) And mostly i see these line rules broken on the highway..mostly coming out of tunnels..or traveling thru tunnels..anyway the cyclist made a signal for a left hand turn when indeed she was right hand turning

I giggled inside because, no sooner had she did that, a car was riding their asses as they gave the wrong signal. Of Course u can learn more HERE People if you're gonna use some shit, be correct in your signaling...Happy Cycling!! This also reminds me of this guy i was with...His car was the worse..not only did he start it up with a spoon(read: he lived in a sketchy neigborhood..on the verge of gentrification)..but the signal lights were busted..so he would roll his window down to signal where he was going...The first time he dropped me off at work it was raining..i asked, what are u doing as he rolled down his window..he looked me right in the face ..seriously and said "I'm signaling right!" I held my laughter till i got to my desk but he was dead ass about his correct signaling. To this day when i see dude i always have that image of him signaling in my head...i also laugh imagining him doing this signal In bed...

Have a good one!

Ok...
It's time to bring my damn cat back..
I'm getting slightly irritated.
I lent my cat out to help with a friends mouse problem..
as of Sunday Ella Irwin had caught them and killed them..
It's now wed. and I'm still without Ells, the Ether that makes ya cat food burn slow...
It's getting really weird not to hear her mewling when i come in from work.
I hate to be a pain..but as of last night he said he was gonna bring her pass...but
nothing...I bout to put out and amber alert in this bitch.
Hell a grey alert!!!
Ring the alarm!!!

*cues Runaway love*

Yes..... How do you go from #7 to number #4 overnight??? Stack them players!!...As of yesterday when i went to bed, I was #6 in my fantasy football league. And this morning I was #4. This was the original squad i got and drafted with no add ons (I see u champ...your advice has been on point) I'm super excited and next weeks match up is no contest...I may very well be #3... I love it when a plan comes together.

Anyway I hate when people are sick and cranky. Yesterday I went to pick up a few things I left at J's and Z's. I could tell when I first saw her that she just wasn't feeling. The thing about being sick, you can't be an ass while you're sick and automatically clear that shit up the moment the Tussin kicks in..fuck that. So last night Z's boo came over..I was too busy in the game..and checking stats to even think about how she peaced me out..but then again I'm not a hawker..so i didn't care. J asked was i upset cause she left me and the obvious answer was hell nah..I mean i had a plate full of food, tv on blast and i was talking to a friend via aim..I mean usually when people think I'm doing nothing..I'm doing like 4 things...Damn the multi-tasker in me! Anyway she went on to say that she and her boo had planned on just laying in the bed all night..I took that as my queue to exit the premises. I just went in Z's room..Shortly thereafter i left and took my ass home. Needless to say i don't think they'll be seeing me anymore this week..especially since I'm on....

Cute jacket quest...I really want a vera wang jawn from kohl's..a swing jacket/trapeze type thing..a 3/4 sleeve coat i can layer cute long sleeve tops under. That's what I'm also on a quest for as well..layering pieces. I felt very giddy this morning while walking to work in the crisp fall air...i felt very cute..very very cute..and this is my first fall with the hair cut..and it suits me well..Awwwwww me.

*sips coffee* I'm sure glad my bestest is back now i can get up on this fresh shape up. I refuse to let some barber dude hack my shit up...like refuse...

Ps. J's son came up to me last night wearing the whole outfit i got him whilst out tipsy @ D&B..He raved about how he liked the outfit. He gave me a huge hug..awwwwwwwwwwww..kids..so adorable when they're not yours.

Good Morning!!!

Walking around in Georgetown in the rain..fun...getting drunk in the Puma store..more fun...meeting Special Ed...the funniest.. I had a ball friday. Nothing short of phenomenal. Good music, good people, and good times. Per usual DJ Cuzzin B was on top of all the music...so much so I ended up in a dance off with a gay dude. I met many new friends..I think it was the sunglasses indoors that my friend Dave suggested I do. I was nothing short of a scene-ster douche. I even had the outfit (True religion jeans, marilyn monroe tee,plaid nike blazers, pearls, and a shrug cardigan) I have pics but i left the usb cord at work. So i guess the pictures will have to wait till tomorrow. I do know one thing, Absolut 100 is the bomb, the bartender was not. His ass filled the cup up 60% and put about 10% red bull in the cup. I mean maybe he was a good bartender and a genius in his own right. They also should have chilled the Heineken's before we got there. Oh and they didn't have a bathroom that one could use..so we had to use the bathroom at other spots...and i do mean other spots. *cough* Anyway...Special Ed was finished with his set and came off stage. Monica and I was right in his path and got our pics. :) He even had the same haircut. Someone said something about his weight..but ya know i mean he's a grown ass man..he's not on that Kevin Liles.

My friends cook out every weekend and last night was no exception. The weather was beautiful..the food was good..the godbabies were not there tho. We ended the night by watching Cheaters..I mean what's a better way to end an evening.

I finally figured out how to use my Treo as a modem..and that kicks ass because now i don't have to buy a wireless card..which is actually saving me $$, since i upped the amount of money i save per pay for my savings account. Yay!

This past weekend has been gorgeous waking up. Like i haven't slept in my apt with the windows open in months. So saturday and sunday morning I woke up with the cool breeze from the fan circulating in the apt. I was nice and toasty, wrapped in my blanket. Yessssssssssssssssssssss...And i even went in my closet and blew the dust off of some jackets. Awesome...i love my fall wardrobe..i'll be adding a few more pieces but that's about it.

IF U AREN'T HERE...YOU'RE NO WHERE!!!

Last night was the first time since 1998 I spent my first night completely alone. I sent Ella to my friends house to get her mouse hunter on. I know it'll be good for her getting out,stretching and catching a few mice. A part of me has always felt guilty since I moved out of my ex's house...We had a huge space..and Ella roamed it like it was her pride lands. When we moved into our current spot, Ella would sit by the door until I opened it. I guess she figured i just had her couped up in one room. Soon she would find out it wasn't so. One day she ventured out and was met by a complete stranger...she bolted back upstairs to my apartment..mewed and pawed at the door something fierce. It was then that she realized we weren't in Kansas anymore. Ella is a fickle type kitty..very snooty..very attitudinal..but she's mine..and to some degree an extension of my personality. I remember she went thru this phase of wanting to be walked..that was short lived...because she'd walk to the end of the block..and plop her fat ass down..i would stand there a few moments, as if to say "now what"? I knew the answer....carry me home, jerome! But it wasn't happening...I'd drag her home(literally)...*shrugs* I guess you can say me and Ella are more alike than i care to say. It was weird before when i slept and i'd hear a noise i chalked it up to Ella being Ella but last night..I barely got any sleep..i kept popping up and realizing she wasn't there..I'd feel the left side of the bed and no fur...sheesh...i love my cat. So now i have a full weekend of this empty nest thing. I wonder if this is how people's parent feel when they finally leave for college or that next phase of life. Not to compare a cat to a human but yeah. I miss her...as ornery..snooty..and attitudinal as she is...she provides me endless hours of laughter and companionship... Hello I'm the crazy cat lady. Enjoy..



I posted this song a longgggggggggggggggggggggg time ago..but it's timeless and hilarious...

Fuck me Pumps

When you walk in the bar,
And you dressed like a star,
Rockin' your F me pumps.

And the men notice you,
With your Gucci bag crew,
Can't tell who he's lookin' to.

Cuz you all look the same,
Everyone knows your name,
And that's you whole claim to fame.

Never miss a night,
Cuz your dream in life,
Is to be a footballers wife.
Testi Canzoni
You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

You don't like ballers,
They don't do nothing for ya,
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller.

You're more than a fan,
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Lookin' for a man,
But you end up with one-nights-stands.

He could be your whole life,
If you got past one night,
But that part never goes right.

In the morning you're vexed,
He's onto the next,
And you didn't even get no taste.

Don't be too upset,
If they call you a skank,
Cuz like the news everyday you get pressed.

You don't like players,
That's what you say-a,
But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire.

Or them big ballers,
Don't do nothing for ya.
But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller,

You can't sit down right,
Cuz you jeans are too tight,
And your lucky its ladies night.

With your big empty purse,
Every week it gets worse,
At least your breasts cost more than hers.

So you did Miami,
Cuz you got there for free,
But somehow you missed the plane.

You did too much E,
Met somebody,
And spent the night getting caned.

Without girls like you,
There'd be no fun,
We'd go to the club and not see anyone.

Without girls like you,
There's no nightlife,
All those men just go home to their wives.

Don't be mad at me,
Cuz you're pushing thirty,
And your old tricks no longer work.

You should have known from the job,
That you always get dumped,
So dust off your fuck me pumps

25oz's of love..(my liquid dinner)

Last night i went out with the fam (godkids and friends alike). We did Dave and Buster's..I haven't been since they changed it from Jillian's to D&B. But as i usually do at fine establishment like this..i automatically go to the drink portion of the menu..i'll be damned if D&B wasn't trying to get each and every patron fucked up..because some of the combo's was a damn mess..they had this one drink called walk the plank..Malibu(ok), Cap'n Morgan(ok), 151(oh hell naw) and a few mixtures of pineapple..pomegranate juice..Now when the drank first hit the table my friend who ordered was like wooooooooooooooooooooo..Now as with any woman who orders a fruity drank..she's sippin it..not chuggin or guzzlin...so she orders another pineapple juice..so she hands the drink to me..sip this down..(why am i the resident lush..but ok) I sip it...but i sip it fast and take it down a lil ways..she was like is it strong? Naw i say...But it wasn't till i stood up to show myself the rest facilities that i felt it..All i could think was damn..I just ordered a 25oz of Blue Moon...Which by the way is genius marketing on the behalf of D&B...beer comes 16, 20, and 25...Oh 16 isn't enough?..word u can polish off a 22!..try this 25oz!..Needless to say i didn't order a damn thing to eat..and i was fine with that. 25oz of beer and 6oz's of 151 later..I found myself wandering the mall..I'll be damned if i'mma be up in D&B escorting the kiddies to games tipsy as hell...after a certain time..they make the kids have chaperones.. :( dammit give the kids their free! But anyways..I went to buy a gift for the bday boy...Now i'm not tooting my own horn but i hooked the lil homie up...anybody out there looking for a stylist holla!

Is customer service as a whole gone down the drain?

Last night while at Ruby Tuesday w/ friends. The ladies decided to convene
because one of us was feeling down. So as chicks do we got together ate and drank.
The night was going smoothly...I requested we go somewhere we could watch the game and potential be loud. And loud I was..at first I was sole Ravens fan...since it seemed everyone was on Chad's Nuts...But there I was displaying my purple passion...sippin my Blue Moon...when it came time to order dessert...as it stood i had only had the salad bar and the beer. I didn't want dessert. Ever since Ruby's got rid of their strawberry tall cake and replaced it was some nasty other pastry I don't order dessert..come to think of it..i never order dessert *shrugs* Anyway...J asked the bartender(since we were sitting at the bar) if we could order dessert..this cat said..well it's my last day..I'm swamped with drink tickets..and quite frankly i don't wanna make them...it is my understanding that the bartenders at the front bar makes the desserts for the patrons when they order. So he continues don't u want coldstone? I was about to ask if we went, could we bring it back and eat it in Ruby's since he suggested it. Nah wasn't happening...J was flabbergasted...at first she thought he was joking till she asked him..you're joking she said...no he said..and quite frankly I'm a fan of honesty. OMG! J asked was there someone else who could make her dessert..and it went from there. She became the loud black woman and requested a manager. Manager came, talked to her and then the extra shit started...Dude hollered..Do you make it a habit to mess with people who make your food? She flipped...Are u fucking serious? Apparently it was this cat was a frooty loop...but why put in your 2 weeks if you're gonna fuck it up. Anyway dude walks out..the restaurant gets quiet..he proceeds to flip J the bird for about 2 hours..hilarious...i guess he was waiting on his check. I don't know.. i think customer service was the reoccurring theme this weekend and i think it dragged on into the week. But after watching the movie Waiting, I don't make it a point to piss of anyone in the food industry. period.

I remember back in like 95...I was dating a dude who just so happened to be a hustler. When he met me i had long individual braids in my hair, but i also had on a cap.. I kept the braids in for about 3 months while at school. So me and him kept in touch while i went back to school.. That summer I stayed with my then best friend Z. I hadn't did anything with my hair all summer. I came back to bmore and was like hook it up! Deana looked at me like i had lost my mind. She said my only course of action was to let it rock or untangle it. At the time i had hair past my shoulders. I had been swimming everyday..was just washing it and nothing much else...It was brittle..and damaged...Deana also offered me another course of action. I could cut it all off and start all over. I chose to go natural. At first it was rough. I'll never forget it because i was turning 21 in a few days and wanted my face front license to look cute. So I takes my photo, later i get a call from dude saying he wanted to see me..Now every time he said he wanted to see me..it would always be like 12am or later. I lived with my granny at the time..she lived in a senior citizen building..the building was guarded 24/7 but at night..i had to call granny to come down and pick me up. Even tho she said she didn't mind me hanging out past midnight i felt bad...because she'd take these cat naps and i hated waking her from her naps. So i came downstairs to meet dude so we could go to the then 24/7 IHOP...i get in the car he just has this look on his face..he was like what happened!?? I'd never seen someone react so strongly to hair..I was like oh my hair was damaged i had to cut it off. By the time he saw me, my hair was in a cute curly fro...sorta like i wore it 2 years ago this time..He asked me did i want a hat...i declined..we went into the IHOP..he kept looking around..we sat down i asked him what was wrong. "I just don't want folks thinking I'm dating a dude." I laughed and said that's silly..i don't even look like a dude..Now back in 95 i was rail thin..but i had my 36b's so no one was mistaking me for a dude. Over breakfast he offered to get my hair braided..which at the time was upwards of 300...i declined and said if u wanna pay for something pay for my books this semester..but he wasn't hearing it. All night he kept looking at me...as if he was thinking to himself can i do this..Needless to say by the time i got back to grannies...we had a long talk about hair and how people responded when she cut out her "process". She said she'd never encountered so much hate being connected with going natural. Thereafter i stopped calling dude for a few reasons..he still called me. Which was funny because he had such a strong reaction to me going natural. It wasn't a fashion statement rather a personal choice since i had let my hair go. It wouldn't be the first time a dude tried to change me or change my mind about a process or phase i was going thru. That's hilarious...like do some people think they carry that much influence that they can change your whole perception?

In other news today me and another friend are staging and intervention for 2 of our other friends who had a falling out over a dude. The crazy thing is neither is mad at the dude or holding him accountable for playing them both.. *sigh* We want them to talk and realize how dumb ass it is to spoil something over a dude who ain't worth it...pray for me..pray for us.

Nothing like being called a bitch to get the juices flowing....

So friday night i went to check out a concert, hang out with folks and trip out. It was a friday..and that's what friday's are made for unless you're dating someone and that's date night..anyway...we were in there mingling and having fun..i go downstairs to rap a taste with some folks who weren't let into the show upstairs which was shady but okkkkkkkkkkkkkkk...So no sooner am i trippin out and laughing...i hear commotion and then i see several folks leaving..perfomers and i'm like wow what's going on...i go to seek a mgr to get a refund...mistake #1...So i'm calmly asking the chick for my refund when she says.."shut the fuck up bitch..u dont know what the fuck you're talking about." and pretty much my temperature rose from there. Anyone that knows me knows i dont take kindly to being called something so crass..especially when i'm being calm and very professional...immediately i was dragged away...but i stood there because i wanted my apology..mistake#2..wasnt gonna happen..well rather not from the chick..an employee came over and apologized...then here she comes down the steps with a human barricade around her..she kinda like ice grilled me but whatever i thought...clearly the bitch was unstable. So i'm leaving out...drinking the rest of my merlot and a friends husband went behind the bar...which was a bit much but eh...she threatened to call the police one mo gin..and then i'd had it..i threw my wine on her...almost threw the glass...i was so heated..i had to leave and walk across the street...when i dont have an outlet for my anger i am prone to cry and not breath..last night was one of those times...no one saw it..save for 1 person and she's seen me like that before...i'm not proud of my bad ass temper but it's rarely seen and some now see why.. After the fiasco we all went to the afterparty..got more drunk and carried on with the evening...*sigh* the amount of text i received was crazy...it was like the ap press junket...Monday begins my writing campaign..apparently this is not this chicks first time verbally assaulting and assaulting a patron...gentrification man.... aint it a bitch!?

I pretty much felt like this my whole mini-vacation...Just super relaxed...I never felt like i was over doing it..i lost all sense of time..I mean all sense of time and it made it that much more better when u're hanging out with someone and that happens. The cookout in Philly was dope per usual..it was nice seeing all the folks..and I rode up with someone I hadn't seen in some time. Kudos on that weight loss. UMmmmm lemme see..there's not much to write about..other than making connections...losing connections..looking and feeling dope..Hanging with the godkids...I think i'm muy muy relaxed...i shoulda just stayed home..but i didn't..oh well...

The last installment of Jazzy Summer nights is tonight...Last time i was piss drunk..i think i'mma forgo this event for tomorrow's concert in DC..since i'mma be drankin and thangs anyway..so why not skip a day..and i do mean a day..that's the good thing about entertaining at your spot...all the likka leftover is chillin at your spot..

I guess i'll be back later to write some mo!!!

Football kick off this evening!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I dont know why in the hell i was up at 8am this morning...It may have had to due with me fall out about 1245 or so...I was hanging out over J's house when this wave of sleep just came over me..It started with the yawning..then the watery eyes...I was watching J's husband and his 2 friends play Madden08..so i can soon pick up the controller and crush a few punks...but i couldnt pay attention last night...coulda had something to do with me texting..could do with me taking a weave out or it coulda been that i was just a lil sleepy and was trying to fight it. My god babies were with their respective fams..Eddy and Aseeya(not her real name yall...they dont have ghetto names) were with they daddy..and Applehead(dont u love nicknames?) was with her cousins up in York, Pa. Now i know times have changed because normally Me, J and Z would be out prowlin the streets...but eh...we're a lot more settled than we use to be...OMG so as i started typing something about prowling the streets...the song Catscratch came on by the Stray cats..ahahahah. U can't pay for that timing...Anyway...I hung on for as long as i could..Z dropped me off home..My apt was so cool..I just took my clothes off and climbed in bed naked...cool sheets feel so nice on bare skin :). And here i am up early as hell this morning. I had to traverse to the market this morning to buy catfish but alas..no catfish..so i got greens and string beans instead...last time i went to Drew's cookout..there was nothing but meat(hahaha no pun intended..but yeah) no sides...so i thought why not give em some soul food greens.. :) And that leads me here to City Cafe..which i didnt know opened @ 10. You learn something new everyday. So one iced caramel mocha later..i decided to blog..really i came to check on my folks flight intinerary so i would be on time to pick them up from BWI tomorrow. I'm leaving the cafe in a few to cook and dress..i'm holding off on mopping because i love the fresh scent of pinesol lemon...love itttttttttttttttttttt...So i'll do that first thing in the morning tomorrow.

Gmail has been acting really attitudinal of my laptop..and i'm starting to take offense.. get it together!!!

I don't know what the hell to wear today..a dress? hit em with the sailor pants?? or go with some cargos and some sneakers...It dawned on me that no one really has seen me in sneakers and the simple fact is..I really dont do sneakers..I mean i should, i have the perfect foot for them..but hmm...maybe i'll start that this fall...getting my sb dunks on...holla.

I think i'm sufferring from a bad ass case of acid reflux..it's never been this bad before but damn i cant eat anything...maybe i'll get my nicole ritchie on..