A question was posed to me. Where did you get your sense of style? I thought and thought and thought. And the answer came to me like a ton of bricks.

I was in the 11th grade, and what clothing i had came from my cousin buying them for me. I was adopted by my cousin, who received a monthly allowance type deal for me. So she pretty much got me the bear minimum of everything. 2 pairs of shoes, a few shirts and a few pairs of jeans. I was active in choir and youth group with my church. My choir's organization decided to have a formal event. Now at the time I didn't know what formal was. Here i was in the 11th grade and didn't know what formal dress was. I mean i knew prom gear..but that was prom ya know? So I go to my cousin ask her for money..she says she's strapped for cash, which was strange to me considering she got almost 400 a month for me in cash and another 250 in stamps but whatever! So that meant I had to go to grand mom. Now, when i was younger and i needed something I'd go to my grandfather..because i was the baby girl..and baby girl got what she wanted. Not saying I didn't get what i wanted from my granny but ya know..i needed and explanation. My grandfather passed my sophomore year in high school..so i had to go to the woman herself. She asked me how much I thought I needed and did i know what i was buying. Me being very simple minded in nature, figured I can get something @ Gallo's (yes the 10 dollar store) My grandmother gave me 50bucks and told me to be out. Now it didn't dawn on me to ask what formal dress was, but ya know teens. I go to Gallo's. I'll never forget it. It was on the cusp of winter/spring and all the stores had their spring stuff out. I picked up this black dress with big tropical flowers on it..it was a halter! I got earrings and a bracelet, some shoes and some stockings. When i was younger i was a stickler for leg coverage. I was super excited to wear my outfit and I was rather proud of myself. The day of the event came, I rushed home to get dressed. I thought i looked cute. I did my hair and wore a lil burgundy lipstick(u know this was erry teens lip color when it came to make up..then..in 1993) I caught the bus to the NAACP Headquarters in Bmore where we had the dinner and awards ceremony. I walkesd up in the spot and looked at everyone and here i am in my rinky dink dress with a nike wind breaker over it. I felt and looked a hot ass mess compared to everyone else. I received several awards that night but refused to stand and get them because I was so self conscious. It was from that moment on i vowed that I would make myself familiar with fashion..anything and everything that had to do with it. I'd have the correct coat to wear with a dress. I'd have more than 2 pairs of shoes. A little piece of me knows this is why I have so much clothing...many shoes and purses.

Foodie Call..



SEARED AHI TUNA W/ STEAMED BROCCOLI AND NOODLES DRIZZLED WITH SESAME SEEDS AND SOY SAUCE

As i was sitting at my desk yesterday I had a taste for seared Ahi tuna. Normally I'd go to this place called Granite, but I didn't feel like going to Canton. So I got the bright idea to make it myself. Initially i was gonna do a peanut sauce with the noodles but was advised that the peanut sauce was too heavy for such a dish. I'm glad I listened because what i ended up with was a meal fit for a queen. First I took the steak and cut it in half. I marinated it in a sauce of(fresh scallions, fresh minced ginger, garlic, olive oil and soy sauce. I let it marinate for an hour. While I waited I steamed my broccoli and made my noodles. After marinating the steak I put a lil spray oil olive to coat the pan and i seared each side for a minute. After that i rolled the tuna steak slice in sesame seeds..and viola ! done and done. Twas an easy and enjoyable meal..and since this was my first time making it..there's no where to go but up..next time i'll probably tweak it..

So my date that was postponed from fri..happened yesterday @ lunch..Dude was cool..he's 37..and hampsome(handsome)..nice lips too Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww..But we tentatively have a follow up date for Saturday. All it takes for me is to get over the initial hesitation and get on with it..ahaha..

:)

I did something so not me..
so not me
As we walked to the car last night smiling and giggly..
he playfully bumped me..
opened my door
I hugged him and told him how much i appreciated him..
as he released me
I kissed him
I kissed him 3 times
we got in the car smiled at each other
i felt so nervous
but we continued our convo
3 Red lights..maybe 5 we were at my place
I leaned over and hugged him again
I kissed him again..he asked
are we kissing now?
To which i replied
these things go better when u don't over think them..

Happy Munday!

I spent the majority of my weekend shoppin. One thing I can say about the impending recession is, the stores are listening. I swear everywhere I went this weekend was having up to 70% of it's merchandise. Banana Republic knew they were the devil for this but i got alot of staple pieces for a fraction of that Banana Republic price...you dandies and fashionistas know what i speak of. It's with a whole heart I can say I don't need to purchase another piece of clothing till summer! And probably not then either. This clearly is my season for clothing because I haven't bought a shoe since Dec 07. It seems everything is patent leather. I've reached my quota on patent leather shoes ya know. Also I think I've reached my quota on peeptoe too.. *sigh* All i want is a timeless pump! I think i may have to take it old school with the shoes..and go back to thrift and consignments.

I'm turning into a bit of a flake. When I wasn't shopping I was suppose to set up a few dates. I didn't, I just wanted to rest and lazy around with my innernets. I did some routine itunes maintenance, downloading a lil porn and sipped mimosas. Ahhhhh to be single and living alone.

Lastly...Have you ever looked at someone you use to date, don't know exactly what happened but you knew it wasn't any shady dealings..well u just looked at them and said "I could do that again," but u never say anything..*shrugs* What's wrong with me? I've been so unmotivated to make my interest known in anyone..I guess i like my life as is. Okay my folks let's talk about relations of any kind that lack attention/maintenance. Me and a friend of mines have been flirting for sometime..it goes thru it's ebb and flows but we are pretty friendly and cool..As of late life has been happening..and ya know we don't keep in touch as we have..but i mean a hello would suffice..and it seems lately i'm the only one reaching out..emails/texts/calls/..*shrugs* It's like every time the answers are curt..so what's the use? I'm falling back. It's no use in maintaining something one sided ya dig?

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.I didn't go on my date...as luck would have it dude had just gotten back from VA and was very tired himself. So......I slid my bootie to DC to have happy hour with a few folks. Now as luck would have it I got dropped off at the Laurel MARC station..My coworker pulls off, I proceed to the ticket window..that shit was closed and had been closed since 10am..so i ask myself..how the fuck are you to get tickets? A lady sensing my confusion offered her 2 bits. You could pay on the train and not be penalized..sweettttttt..i thought...not really..because just as i thought that was cool..i reached into my pocket and i only had 3 bucks..now it was 5 to dc but as luck would have it again..this particular line stopped @ Greenbelt..awesome...so again the lady offered her help and gave me 2 more dollars..Thank God for those little bright spots that make our days better. The train comes, I board it with my small bag of goodies i had acquired @ lunch. You know what? The conductor never came around for the fare..and my stop was only 2 stops away from where i boarded..sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeett.. I get to U street thinking I was gonna hit up Alero first..no dice! That shit was extra packed..i said forget it and decided to take an L and show up to happy hour before my folks..like an hour before but who's counting? Anyway..the name of the club was BarNun..not no more..So i'm standing across the street like umm where is Bar Nun? Did they kinda like move and relocate or is it just called something else..I called a few people like where is bar nun? The let me know and i was like ok..it's not Barnun no more...It's now called Pure Lounge..The inside now looks like a Diddy video...particularly the video with Mase..Bad Boys i think it was..it's all lit up...i thought how nice..now lemme get up on these buck rails...not so fast their 2..but i still got my drink on...exquisitely. By the time the rest of the party arrived i was toasty..Good thing too..a dude had to be bounced out and he decided to wyle out before they could..he threw a drink..and it got all over me :(. But i was tipsy so it was like wtf? did i spill my drink on myself..the owner got us another round which was promptly taken away by the mexican bus boys(those motherfuckers will throw away your soul if that shit was on a table) The thing is we weren't even finished our drinks..goes to show we didnt need anymore. Some folks had the bright idea of going to Liv..another friend suggested we go support another friend who was in a beat battle...Now we opted for the beat battle but upon entering i realized I was a permed sistah in a sea of bohos..twas hilarious...i thought to myself..this use to be my crowd..but by the time the patchouli climbed into my nostril making me nauseous, me and my homie decided that the evening was pretty much a wrap..by the time we made it back to greenbelt to get the car, we both were beat..This time we made it to the metro on time..no cab to greenbelt..Good times.

This next paragraph is dedicated to why i shouldnt have children. My youngest god child got sick today. Or rather had been sick prior to today. I was suppose to hang out with them..but i got a text at 945 saying they had to cancel and that Ally needed to go to the emergency room..NOw..I don't know about you..but let someone I love go to the emergency room..all kinds of madness is swimming in my head..so i'm calling and texting like crazy..nothing..now normally i'd round up the posse and make moves..but by them living in AA county..a sister couldnt do that..so i was at the mercy of time. I got another text at 12..they'd finally reached the emergency room..345 she was still waiting..i'm like damn..the baby has a fever...3 something hour wait for real> At any rate, to wrap this up..I spent the greater portion of the day worried shitless...Then i got the call she was ok..she had the flu and she was dehydrated..whew, i thought but still..by the time the whole thing was over...i needed a strong drink..and one i had. I also did some major retail therapy. A sista had to relax, relate, release. Needless to say i dont need to spend another red cent.

So i have a date tonight..originally it was supposed to be tomorrow..but i wanna hang out with my god babies..so i told dude today..not that I have anything pressing to do, I just don't know if I wanna be bothered. It's sad but it's true. The whole getting to know you phase can be exhilarating, but it's just getting there. He wants to go to a movie..i mean for a first date..that doesn't serve a purpose but ok. I know i teeter on the edge of wanting to date and not wanting too..it's really sad because I go thru these spouts of loneliness. I've met a few potential people, but that's about all they are potentials..Potential what's i don't know..so far the conversations have been pretty witty and humurous. I"m sure if I go thru with the date I'll have plenty to write about in my blog..

I now have a air card so i can do all kinda awesome stuff at home now. I no longer have to venture out in the cold to go to the local cafe..or even to starbuck's who has tmobile hotspot.. I think it's funny that alot of places advertise wifi..but they have a small service charge..I believe that at this point in the game...innernet should be free..At any rate..what do you i did with my first night of innernets? I downloaded porn..that's right..porn porn porn.. I think i watched about 6 mins of the video before i had a glass of wine and fell asleep.. I don't see how folks stay up all night on the innernets. I understand how u can lose track of time but a whole night..impossible..

Patron, the wallet killer..

Last night me and the bff took our friend Esha out for drinks and salsa dancing. Now it never dawned on me to invite a few dudes. So by the time we got to Havana Club there were 3 dudes to 6 chicks..Eventually it filled up..so it evened out.. Lemme rewind...Signs that you are old..you get to happy hour @ 6ish..You're tired and burned out by 730 and ready to go home..but Salsa dancing didn't start till 9..so we had to stake out Babalu grill..which has an excellent ceviche :). So we're sitting there..Mojito after mojito..then it happened..someone suggested a bday shot..what did the birthday girl pick..Patron! Now normally I'll have vodka tonics..so i don't know the market value of Patron..Needless to say when i got my tab..I was like wtf! I mean it was a small chunk but Esha deserved it..she'd had a rough year so i obliged her..omg by the time we got to Havana Club I was tossed..and had the nerve to buy her one more shot..sheesh..By the time I got home all i wanted to do was *censor thoughts here* and it went downnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn...I got up this morning..strugglin for work.. :(

Today i have the awesome job of finding a wireless card for my laptop..I've waited this whole time on palm to make a vista patch for the sprint connection manager. Only to find out they wanna charge u an extra 40 to use your phone as a modem..crazy right? I mean you're already paying unlimited internet access on your phone..u should be able to use your phone as modem. Ugh! But at any rate..i have 2 choices..i suppose ATT or Verizon..Sprint doesnt have a wireless card that fits my laptop..or a usb connectivity device :(..

My life is so exciting!

"You're a man's woman. You hate women and they hate you." - Kramer to Elaine on Seinfeld



I wouldn't go as far as to say I hate women...or even that they hate me..but i do find them to be a bit standoffish and protecting in instances where i am not a threat. So naturally I'd hang with more dudes. And it was yesterday that i realized this fact. While hanging out with a male friend for a bit...he complained about his woes..just as he did this i turned on the heats v. cavaliers game..and kinda tuned him out..every now and again offering a "fa real..word..or heart felt look." A few seconds after he exclaimed his life sucked..my cell went off, playing the monday night football theme..it was a text..i just tapped the phone and continued on...my friend gave me the most incredulous look..one that a chick would give a dude when they weren't listening...Is this life? I like the things that some guys do. I can drink a few brews with the best of them and talk shop. I can dish out and handle all kinds of witty quips if that's your thing too..I've often been told that I was one of the dudes..and i'm ok with that..I mean i do have my girly side but eh... I do find that if i am in the midst of dudes choppin it up..i get this look from chicks..I mean could it be that this is just me and i'm not putting on a front ??? Or do some people think it's a manufactured attempt at gaining male attention? I ask myself this often when i go out..and i'm normally with a group, consisting mainly of dudes.
*shrugs* Ugh the things that plague my mind are often silly.

If it's one thing i know absolutely..it's that often people(in relations or otherwise) don't know what the hell they want from someone else..let alone themselves..and the mind fucks ensue. In no way is this entry a bitter woman's entry..It's just that how can one expect someone to give to them when they don't know what they want you to give. That brings to mind the age old adage..what came first the chicken or the egg?.. sitting and talking to someone about your position in their life is just like this adage. They are sure of 1, maybe 2 things..they know they want you in their life..but at what capacity? And if you are not in the capacity that they think you want..they run the risk of losing you. In my dealings..romantic and friendly..i tend to be the emotional cheerleader and giver..It's no surprise when i meet people who are emotionally unavailable. The tug of war takes place, I'm accused of not letting them any closer than where they are..i accuse them of not opening up any further than what they have. Angry angry angry..stand off..stand off..someone has to relinquish some power..laugh laugh laugh..and it's back on..rinse and repeat. I've decided I can't keep doing the same things...when u do the same things you get the same results. It's not as if i sought the same situations in the past, it just seemed like i always got them..by some happenstance. Briefly i discussed the unraveling of a courtship with a dude i dated today..he asked why we didn't work..to which i could pinpoint the exact moment "we went wrong." He remembered it clear as day as i ran down the days activities with him...to which he said damn..i said that?...better believe it buddy!...most of the time i do believe people get on their high horse when trying to rationalize things, when they hurt peoples feelings. The conversation was refreshing but i wasn't going back...simply couldn't..sorry. I was also told to stop being so sensitive..that's another issue as well..as a person, i feel..and i am not being overly sensitive when it comes to my feelings and my well being..to which i told the person whatever..and left it at that..I'm not longer apologizing for my feelings and feeling humanly alive...Over the years I've internalized a whole lot..and it's now time to let all that breath..so i can let it go and seek the change i wanna be. I'm growing. :)

I'll be glad when my wireless card finally comes in for my laptop. I hate posting blogs from my centro because it has to authenticate everything and it slows down the process...by the time I get to the blogger dashboard, i've lost my train of thought. *sigh*

I've had a rather lazy weekend. The only day I got out was fri. I stayed in all day saturday and sunday..save for a few runs to the store..yesterday I went to the "eclectic video store" to peruse the selection..i can say my selections were quite schizophrenic...i got..i spit on your grave..clockwork orange and the last dragon..haha..i know right?..altho the fees are quite pricey..the owner is cool..anyone with a scrabble area is alright with me. I left the house for 10 mins today..to ya know combat boredom but i'll be damned if my ass didn't run back in the house..today was one of those rare bone chillin days in bmore..blah..i immediately came back in..cooked dinner and vegged out..i really can't complain because I got a lot done.

Tomorrow I have the day off and have no plans what so ever. I held off on the tattoos this weekend..seeing as tho my liver drank up my tattoo money thur/fri. It's not the highest priority..i guess I just want one but never get around to it...sad too..the tattoo spot is like 5 mins away from where I live.. eh.

I decided today i'd crochet me a hat. it's taken me all day because i've been into the playoffs and texting random people talkin shit about the game.

I missed the fight..i was supposed to see it in dc but the party was cancelled on some bogusness..

boring right?
sometimes this is life.

ps. shout to plaxico burress mom..she musta been on that ooooooo weeee..cause..yeah..plaxico...no doubt dude is havin a hell of 2 qtrs..but dammit his name is plaxico.. :(

The snow was so beautiful yesterday for about 10 mins..then it all turned into that watery grey slush..But i did break out my hello kitty boots.

Yesterday was one of those days that had it's highs and lows. The earlier portion of the day i spent it kinda discussing the finer points of friendship with someone..the end resolve was...i don't even think we're friends anymore. Friends discuss things and personal matters. Friends are there for each other. The fact that they couldn't see past their selfishness to see the point I was making..made me sad..and i mourned for a moment. I walked home in the snow and thought about all the good things..i had a few giggles. I'll just let it breath. I got home laid down for a spell. Then I got a text from a few other friends who wanted me to hang out that evening. The homie B hit me, to let me know it was on and my boo K...told me bring my ass. I hemmed and hawed then i jumped outta bed..got my ass dress and flew to penn station..good timing to, cause i got there just in time to make the 525 train. Got to Union Station..copped some sneakers and some lipgloss..met the boo and balled to Alero for a few..then it was on to Cue Bar. As usually I had a good ass time...this time i was the Wii facilitator...i handed quite a few people their asses in Wii Bowling..I even served up a 6pack of strikes.. :) We balled out about 1230..tipsy only to realize that the metro was closed..so we had to catch a cab to Greenbelt...hahaha 38 bucks..i was passed out...I finally got home from our small adventure @1 ish..I'd made it up in my mind that I wasn't coming to work..but I'm here! I can sleep when i get home...Gatorade a.m. is that shit!

Here's to highs and lows.

Oh joy! Jury Duty...in an attempt to capture my joy..i shall bite the champs style of play by play blogging..

8-9: I get to the court house, only to be met with a huge ass line..I suppose we're all late. The have one security guard checking people in..he puts me in mind of ole otis. There's a few dudes who came up in this piece sauced..i suppose they wont be called for a jury..or maybe they'll sober up by the time they get picked..but something tells me that's part of the strategy. I finally get thru and in the waiting area..geez...bodies...i mean people..they called numbers 1-850 today and i think every single person came out..I mean who doesn't wanna miss work?..and get paid 15 bucks to sit in someones face and decide their fate.

9-10: Check in..we get our monies and our notices stamped to validate our attendance here. Sure..i grab my 15 bucks..my juror taggy and roll out..back in the corral...i don't wanna bust out my laptop cause it seems i got a jury buddy...she has a centro too..we rap a taste..they call the first pool for a potential case..number 1-400...yes..not me

10-11: More waiting..at this point my ass is hurting..why because i'm regular as hell..and i used the bathroom before i came to the court house..so now my ass is hurting..rather my anus..i gotta speak to the doctor about my level of regularity..i mean after every meal..before bed and upon waking...i'm sharing this with u cause yall my fam..hahah. they call 2 more pools...i'm still not called 400-615..615-663...almost got me..I'll be editing this as soon as i'm called i guess..so until then..eh..I paid 5 bucks for unlimited wifi for the day..it expires at 9. I've already updated itunes..windows media(cause i havent bought a teevee yet..and i'm still in no rush)

You know people sure are nosey(all on my screen..what's a blog?)..i mean..we are all here to serve but some just want that green..but what i wanna know is..how u finna call someone for jury duty and not know that they have been convicted of a crime? how does that shit work?..

I've been playing eyesies with this dude..he asked what i was doing for lunch..but i'm spending my qt with the bff..we back on and solid as a rock(c) ashford and simpson...

lunch is from 1230-145..pray i don't get called because then i don't get my whole time

12:20-1:40- I had lunch with the bff and her work cronies. On the way out of the court house and old man accosted me about the cost of my laptop and him wanting to get one for his granddaughter..translation..bitch you better not leave yo laptop unattended. I had a good lunch..but now i fear it's bathroom time again..my anus still hurts :( I got back to the court house at 120, fire up the laptop..i think i'm experiencing laptop envy because everyone who walks pass is giving me the eye...or maybe it's my shiny ass lips...maybe it's the lips..too much sex in the courthouse?
I'm perusing air tran for cheap tickets to ATL. I vowed to get out of my normal travelling rut and branch outside of nyc, va, nj and pa. I suppose once we ajourn from lunch my number will be called..they'll ask me some questions and i'll either be picked or dismissed..and placed in another jury pool...until then.

150-500: Number 665-850, 1-200, and 615-620 are called...I wench..my ass hurts and these hard ass chairs are no help. We all pile in the court room. The defendant is all in my face. No doubt he looks familiar but, damn can i have my face back. Allegedy he carjacked and attempted to murder someone. He's innocent till proven guilty but damn. The judge proceeds to ask questions of the group, asking us to stand if the answer is yes. Do we know the defendant, the lawyers, the cops and etc. He poses the question has anyone in your family or yourself been a victim of crime, been incarcerated or have pending charges..damn near the whole room stands up. We then must say our number and be seated. I answered affirmative..a crime was done to me..and a family member had indeed been incarcerated(scarfaces) sorry...every time i say or see incarcerated..i think scarfaces...shout out raekwon...at any rate...this continues on for several hours..till we are all called to the front for our tete with the judges and the counsel as to the particulars of our affirmative answers. The strange thing is the defendent is there the whole time in yo face! So my number being as tho i was the first number in this batch is called...I'd had several crimes done to me and my mother had been locked up..the judge asks me what crimes..i said home invasion and armed robbery with malicious intent. For those that know a lil about..they dont know i was robbed at gun point and was forced, or rather told to lay down..and i straight refused..i mean i couldnt be raped and if that meant me getting shot..so be it...being a victim of molestation..there's nothing worse than shit..someone forcing themselves on you..and to me being shot was better than having some man rip me to shreds..I got emotional and i felt my face get hot..my eyes started to well..the judge tried to plead with my sensibilities..i said your honor..i can not with a clear conscience say i'd be unbiased in this case..i just can't...he reads my mini file..and says a educated woman such as myself could seperate my emotions on this matter and assist this man with a fair trial..i said i simply couldnt..and i couldnt...so i sat there for a few more hours stewing in my emotional juices if you will..i eventually fell asleep..only to be awakened by a fellow juror..the judge had final dismissed a few of us...So i escaped..another year..trial free.

One thing about it tho..it forces you to really think about things that happened to you..I'd supressed that shit deeply..and it wasnt until i heard the word gun that i just lost it..night folks.

You know the worse part about being a friend? It's when your friends go thru things and you have to be that ear... But what happens when you have nothing to add?...except for good riddance? This happens----> Since i got back from CO, I haven't talk to my bff about her break up with her beau of many years. Reason being...I have alot going on myself and really don't have anything to add.. I saw her wed. of last week..was supposed to see her fri..but didn't feel like the trek in the rain to see her...Sunday i didn't do a damn thing nor Monday..so that leads us to tues. A coworker who i referred to her went to get their hair cut last night..we have this night called get ya wig whipped wed...me and all the people i referred go..but some folks have broken the pattern..at any rate she hooked up with them last night leaving me out..this morning jokingly i sent a text..why y'all ain't call me? and that let the floods out..i got attitude from every which direction...u know half the battle with being a good friend/lover, etc..is knowing when to hold your tongue and picking your battles...well this one i was willing to let slide..till my coworker came in and attempted to tell me about myself and my friendship...I damn near went off..and quite frankly i was annoyed, that someone who hasn't known me or my bff that long was trying to read me..in of all places..my job! I promptly called the bff and told her that i wasn't giving her attitude but the last thing I'd heard from her was she was at a funeral...that was it..she claimed she didn't get my text..but anyway...at this point i was beyond disgusted but decided to hold my tongue again..asked her what she was doing tonight..she was hanging out a few blocks from my house...was she gonna call me? i doubt it..i asked her why everyone knew the complete stories..u know this hoe hollered..well they asked...I'm like is your phone broke? and that leads me to...should i have to call u to get the rundown on your issue? I mean granted i am the bff, but the last we talked i basically got the gist..and i know u bout tired of mofos asking anyway..is it wrong of me to want to table this topic when it comes to us? Ugh! At any rate she's not the only one going thru it..and I'm just tired of being a band aid for folks..i mean come on..how much of me can go around? And when i go thru things who's helping me? No one...I'm the type of person when i go thru things i don't mistreat people or expect to talk about it ad nauseum.. i just withdraw, work it out and resurface..*sigh...i hate days like this..

THANK GOD I HAVE JURY DUTY TOMORROW...I GET A DAY OF REPRIEVE FROM EVERYONE.

Pretty much I'm the game party killer...If it's a word game, trivia or word association...I'm killing it..any team I'm on, I'm killing it...I mean that's minus the presence of alcohol...like beer i can do..but likka no. I'm tooting my own horn here because I went to a game party in Philly on Saturday evening..and i killed in the following: Taboo, Scattergories, and Trivial Pursuit..Like i know people were sick of me, but what can i say. I won like 3 rounds of scattegories..never falling under 20 points...*pops collar* I was tired as hell tho and my homeboy decided to drive back to bmore the same night...I didn't get in till 5 am. And pretty much slept all day...I didn't get up till about 5..made some bbq chicken and mimosa's and about 8 I fell the hell out yet again.

I pretty much have nothing to type here...
heh...
life is great.

oh for all my DC friends...see you thurs~!!!

Hittin' the screens and speakers again at the coziest venue on U Street, it's the LACED video mix party with VideoKillers cuttin' up classic music videos and extras live on the 2 big screens along with added fun:

+ Happy hour drink specials ( $2.50 draft Yuengling, $4 Skyy vodka, $5 Jack) and good appetizers
+ Wii (on a separate projector)
+ pool tables
+ ping pong
+ giveaways

Bring your real friends.
Cue Bar: 1115 U Street NW WDC | NO COVER = FREE

THE BEST LIVE MIX OF MUSIC VIDEOS FROM THE 80s, 90s and independent artists!!
[ LACED debuts Bomani D'mite Armah's "GROWN MAN" video!

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Last night I went out for Tapas and a movie. The very good thing about living in downtown, is that there is such a place. You purchase your tickets at the movie theater and walk a few feet for some tapas..you can even get a drink and take it in the movie from the tapas place..there is also a crepe place right next door to it...One stop shopping if you will. Lemme go off on a tangent for a moment...One of the problems with living downtown is that every time i see another black person in an establishment such as the place as aforementioned..their either homeless, crazy and homeless, just plain crazy or that one oreo(yes some folks still say oreo..but i used it here to prove a point) Now last night as I finished eating my tapas which were good..Might I add their spinach and lump crabmeat with asiago cheese is delicious!!!! Not withstanding the cheap price of Stella Artois....I enjoyed my meal..i always do...After a long day and some back and forth with the bew..I decided to get my ass out of the house and not mope. It worked...I've went off on all kinda tangents but I hope you're still here... Anyway as I sat waiting for the movie to be seated there was this lady..At first glance you might think she was a patron of the theater but upon further review she was not. As she sat there punishing a bag of popcorn, she mumbled about lord knows what..then it happened...She had been cramming her hand in the bag since i sat down..she poked a hole clear thru it..as the popcorn came out the bottom of the bag..she clasped her legs and feet together to catch it..and she still ate it..now ok...I'll do this at home, but not out.. just as she did that i swore every white person up in that piece(which was 98%) looked at me as if to say,"get ya girl." And i find this happens often downtown or in establishments where there's a predominantly white crowd. I know one would argue the merits of one man does not reflect on another...but in this case it did. I felt no kinda way about it...because as soon as they all looked at me..they called for our movie. Once inside the theater seated I'd forgotten my umbrellas in the tapas part and went back...As soon as i came in they knew what i was there for...being the only black chick there has it's advantages. Which leads me tooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..

I've never been one who liked gory movies...Like i wont and refuse to see anything of the Hostel/Saw variety..But ummmm I'd venture to say Sweeney Todd is right up there with those stories. I mean I know Tim Burton's style..and the mash up of Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter, i knew would prove to be wicked. But the manor in which they choose to show Sweeney killing people..ugh...I think it was the kill on top of how their bodies were disposed that really got in my craw..but i was there and i sat thru the movie. I shared a row with an old married white couple..as the house lights came up..we both kinda look at each other like damn Tim...did Stephen see this(Stephen as in Sondheim At any rate...as a former College Prep and IB/AP student things such as this movie,period piece shows and movies fascinate me..they use to get down back in the day...treacherous lot they were..so corrupt..and they say the 21st century is shot to shit. eh!

It's Ofishall..the bff and her bew have called it splitsville. I'd been on the fence for sometime now since she gave up her dreams and came back to Bmore to be with him. I haven't been able to talk with her extensively about it..But suffice it to say, she's looking for a new apartment. I bet she even thought of moving back to nyc..hungrier and more fierce. I wouldn't be surprised if she said this by the spring.

I've been trolling the innernets for work out dvd's..i can no longer do the bootcamp dvd's. I just feel silly having billy blanks scream at me while he sports his male camel toe. I'm too busy laughing to take it seriously.

You know what i find most crazy about the new year? It puts everyone in a introspective mood. Some people choose to reflect and build upon what they thought went wrong last year. Be it professional and personal. Some take the time to rekindle old things..and i think everyone i use to mess with last year got the same memo..because I'll be damned if a slew of them haven't come forth, exclaiming how they missed me. And that's how i felt..miss me, with the bull. The funny thing about rekindling is..it's ok to rekindle when the separation was amicable..but how do u rekindle something with someone when u did them kinda shady or just plan greasy? Like I'll be so blinded by this random act of kindness that I'll forget your past indiscretion... *thumbs down*

I'm going to philly this weekend..it's my first visit in some time..my people swear i no longer love them..but all of their soirée's have fallen on some other date I'd rsvp'ed for..but I'm excited. :)

Also i have been combing usajob.gov for federal positions in DC and abroad..wish me luck!

Thee most absolute, worse thing about being on vacation and coming back is..getting your body readjusted to the times..ya know bed time and waking up...and my body is no where near going back...last night i had to force myself to turn off the teevee and just lay in bed for sleep..Needless to say when i turned the teevee off at 10ish I didn't go to sleep till 2amish..You wanna know what i did? Nothing! Actually I just sat there and talked thru a whole lotta stuff that was just cramming my brain. You know how you never sit down and just play catch up(with yourself)...ever since i got off from work, Dec. 21..I've been running..just running..and it all caught up with me last night. I suppose it was because I had just finished watching "woman thou art loosed." But lately I've been very introspective. Reworking plans. I'm to the point where I don't even talk about them to people..not even the bff...who's life has been rocked.

I can't fathom being with someone for the greater portion of 6 years for some shit to just happen and it's like on the verge of no more. I mean that shit is tres hard. I've done it before but it took me awhile to pull up out of that funk. I wouldn't wish this on my most vile of enemy. I said yesterday in a conversation, that going from me-->we-->me is difficult. It is, because often when people get into relationships they lose themselves in the "we" of things. They look up and around and their friends are on the back burner. So when it is time to get back out there, in these waters..your support is a lil lacking.. *sigh* Maintain your friendships while in relationships people!..nothing like dead beat friends..and i know some will argue "well if these are my friends they should support no matter what." Yeah? Friends aren't g.i. joe's you play with erry now and again...

*hugz*

It came to me from up on high that I would like to own a bar. As i pontificated what would go into owning said establishment, I began to do research and found out Baltimore hasn't granted a new likka license in eons...eons I say..So that means if I decide to go thru with my plans I'd have to buy an establishment that already has one. Making it that more hard to sculpt the place into what i want it to me. For instance if i took a dive...and made it into a sports bar would people not look past my flat screen teevees and still see the same dive they use to piss in the corner? Terrible thinking I know..but Baltimore takes the cake when it comes to reminiscing. Ideally i would also like a building with a bar downstairs and I'd have the top 2 floors to dwell. Sweet right? It all came to me as i sat in CO hearing folk complain about the night life. And that leads me to the second part of my blog entry.

Don't you hate when u go outta town and people complain about the night life? Then it's like you start the questions. What is there to do? What type of things do you like to do ? Why don't you promote the types of things you like to do? Then they get this blank look on their faces. That's when i ask the death blow question...You're still living here for what? And it is then that they make up some bs of an answer as to why they are why they are..Instead of simply saying i built a life here..this here is my comfort zone..tho i complain about how wack it is..i cant fathom starting anew somewhere else. Alot I know..but most of the time it's the truth.

One thing about going away is that it makes you appreciate what you have at home. And how high somethings are where you live in comparison. For instance I love cloves..they no longer sell cloves in Bmore. And when i go to DC or NYC they are 9.50 a pack..When i was in CO them joints was 4.75... 4.75!! And the Bidis were 3.75...wow! Not to say I'd move there but alot of shit was cheap.. A condo on the outskirts of Denver going from the 100's ....Like wow...I'm sure by the time you add in your car, insurance and other things...it's basically adds up to the convenience of living in a big city and all it's amenities.

I'm random as hell today...

I realized in these past fews days...us single folks get a lot of hate. I mean on some ole..being single is the root of all evil. For instance, because i'm single it must be nice to pick and go any time...it sure is..but anyone can travel...right? Now my problem with that statement is..does being in a committed relationship mean u lose yourself? So much so u can't travel without them? I mean I know being one half of a couple means u sacrifice a day or 2 for the cause but your whole life? A stretch right? I can see being married..or even being married with kids..But the time to get it in, so to say is while u are young.
*sigh*
I also hate when your ideas and thoughts on things are invalid because "you are single." As if my previous years on the verge of being engaged and shacking up does not qualify me relating to someone. It's those people who view my life so candidly and jaded like that really get my gander. It's almost as if my life has to be a non stop party( all my friends come to me when they wanna know what's poppin). Can it be envy that moves these people to be so etherous when it comes to singles? Do I always have to be a threat when it comes to my male friends and their relationships? Absolutely not! Commited folks get a grip..and break that routine..after all that's what most of the hate is about..the level of spontaneity.

Over the course of the 2 weeks I had off from work, it felt odd to be unplugged. Normally I sit at my desk for 8 hours plugged in. Not for 2 weeks. Even tho I have a laptop...i didn't feel the need to go to a cafe to log on. Also I can't use my centro as a modem because it's not compatible with windows vista. It was refreshing to get calls from folks instead of instant messages and emails..maybe i'll unplug again.

:)

Wow, where to begin...so much has happened since i blogged last. I thought i'd have a lil internet access but not so.

Dec. 30th i flew to CO to kick off 08 proper like. Replete with a styling job on hand..I did the damn thing. I can say with no hesitation in my voice that...people go to CO to either die or settle down..because it's not a damn thing to do there. But my hosts mos def made me feel right at home from start to finish. A few things i noticed in my travel.
-way more kids are travelling alone.
-Hartfield is the devil..having said that
-Denver's airport is the devil as well
-airport subways are the shit!!!
-who travels at 9am on a fri..apparently everyone who left DEN with me
-the longer i stayed in CO my skin began to peel.
-my murmur only gave me a problem 2 times..but i told no one..
-you can literally drive around DEN and see errything in 20 mins.
-there are black folks in CO
-the only place people know in CO is Aspen..do i look like an Aspen chick?
-my haircut is way too much for ATL...and CO as well
-4 hour layovers are the devil too.
-flight delays are a pain in the ass
-folks were looking at me strangely in ATL as i walked thru the port with my ed reed jersey on.
-beer is not your friend on a flight when u have the window seat..they should have some kinda peeing device for long rides or trips
-window seats are underrated..the aisle seat sucks ass
-xm on planes is eh..i mean i dont like evrything they play
-can they bring back peanuts on flights.
-why was likka 5 a cup...bullshit!
-Sha is dope shit in many states
-the time difference fucked with me..like bammas was textin me at 6am CO time!
-my appetite was gone..and i dont know why..i'm on that nicole ritchie son!
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-I have the capabilities to have a great stylin future.

I took a few pics of the skies
Here's one

I was frantic when i missed my flight coming out of Denver friday. I was so afraid i would miss my party..but it wasn't meant to be..I made it home without incident...but i didnt get that rest I needed...i believe i shall crash tonight..and not wake up till monday morning for work.

The party was fantastic..turn out was ok..I made a small list of things we can do to improve it..but it was awesome..the dj rocked..i rocked and that's bout all. :)