Haterade...

Was that shit on sale or something yesterday? I swear Mofo's been sipping on Haterade like it's syzurp! Peep game...(I took it back to hood with that one)

Case #1

The *Africian*...His name is Kansas City Mack when he blogs...I used to date and mention that lives in Miami has been talking real grimey behind my back. WTF?! This mutherfucker has been telling people that the reason we don't talk anymore is because I'm crazy and everything fell apart from there. LOL! The craziest thing I've ever done concerning his funky ass was to keep stringing him along for the sake of his feelings knowing I didn't like him.

Remember, he is the one whose sexuality I was questioning...the one that told me his azz was bigger than mine. He was the one that took me to that cheap ass wedding. He's the one I kept trying to kick to the curb, but he didn't think I was serious. He would tell me that all it would take was time and I would come around. He's the one that I mentioned blew me up while I was at the Vineyard. He's the one that bought me a plane ticket to Miami after I told him I wasn't interested in being with him. Now that I think about it I may not have mentioned that on the blog.

While in the Vineyard, this fool called/texted me at least 7-8 times a day. Right hand to God. The calls or texts started at 6 in the morning until 6 the next morning...everyday. What the hell did he want? To tell me he misses me, to tell me he thinks he's falling in love, to tell me he wants me to come to Miami for his birthday...which is today...HAPPY B-DAY ASSHOLE! Mind you, I was in the middle of the Atlantic ocean and he was in Vegas at the time. The last person on my mind was Shandel. Plus, we had only been dating for a little under 3 months. Whose crazy?!

What pisses me off about this whole thing and has inspired me to write about it is the fact that he lied. I hate liars. I wouldn't piss on one to put a fire out. This mutherfucker got people saying they feel bad for the way he did me! WTF! See, this is what I get for dealing with delusional men. I knew he wasn't wrapped too tight when I went to the wedding and everyone thought i was his girl. Did I mention that he's a liar?! He is. Before we went to the wedding he said that he told everyone we were just friends. I said cool. I only went because he bought the plane ticket and I didn't want to stick him with the ticket and without a guest last minute. I get there and the whole place is asking me about me and Shandel in a when are we getting married kind of way. I spent the entire boring ass wedding and reception telling people we were just friends! I also knew he was a liar when his cousins were saying to me that they couldn't make this big birthday extravaganza that he was having for his 30th b-day party. That is a lie. He's not having anything. Then he's been telling his family that he has a realtor to find him a house. Another lie. He's actually moving in with a roommate into a rental. Why am I surprised he lied about the nature of our relationship and break-up?

I'm pissed because I haven't discussed our relationship with anyone that knows us mutually. Even on here I didn't mention his name. But, I hear he's dogging me to anyone that will listen. If I'm so crazy why did he text me this weekend to see how I'm doing? I had to send this crazy African an email telling him that I DID NOT want to be friends, I DID NOT want to discuss my life with him, I DID NOT want to play nice. I just want him to go away! I know you're lurking...so beat it!

Case #2

So, you guys are now familiar with the MANLAW blog, right? Why did some chick start talking out the side of her mouth about me?! WTF! CAN I LIVE? When you read it you'll see why I took it personal...It's under the spoiled woman topic...if you want to check it out.

It was on the topic of being spoiled. I said I am spoiled and bossy (Kelis reference). Anyone that knows me knows that. I'm not outlandish. I'm spoiled in a more I'm accustomed to certain things kind of way. For example, I only drink top shelf liquor. If they don't have it I won't drink. That can be considered spoiled....but it's not. I like what I like...end of story. Same thing with men. I know what I want and don't plan on settling for less. I take myself to good restaurants, so why would I want a man to take me to AppleBee's. I fly in, around and out of the country, why would I want a man that can't even take a road trip? I'm accustomed to the life I've made for myself and I'm not ashamed to say it. Judge me if you will. I know my self-worth and don't plan on bending on it any time soon.

Back to the blog. So, she says in reponse to me saying that I'm spoiled because I spoil myself and won't take anything less...She refers to spoiled and Bossy women as Bitches and a Hoes! WTF! That pissed me off on 2 different levels.

Level #1: Women disrespecting women on a united ManLaw blog.
We are on a blog where the men have united and all she can think about is tearing women down. If you want attention from the men on the blog to pat you on the back for being down don't do it at my or any other person's expense on the blog. I'm sitting over here on my blog saying come on ladies let's unite and do our thing, then this chick straight goes for the juggeler. It almost made me want to unleash the dragon and start dogging her, but I decided to take the high road and point out her stupidty, which she probably missed anyway.

Level #2: Diss of my approach or way of living my life.
If you don't like it who gives a fuck! If you aren't spoiled or bossy, then don't be. Kudo's to you. What you eat don't make me shit. So, why you gotta go after me? That point could have been made without calling spoiled/bossy women bitches and ho's. What that said to me was that she wished she could be spoiled, but because she hasn't been or doesn't know how to be, she'd rather down other women who are. Mind you we aren't even talking spoiled in a Diva, walk over people kind of way, but more in a I know my self worth and won't settle way. Don't hate, congratulate. Just because she positions herself as one of the boys and gets overlooked has nothing to do with me. If she figured her worth out she wouldn't allow it.

As you can see, I am over here scratching my head trying to figure out why do people want to fuck with me...Can't we all just get along?!

Smooches :)...I'm still Bossy!

***Update***

Case # 2 was cleared up. No harm, no foul. But, had that been the case...above is how I felt.

Brother's Man Law

A friend of mine and some of his journalistic brethren have started a blog entitled, Brother's Man Law. I think you guys should check it out and comment. I'm sure this blog is bound to start some interesting conversations amongst men and women. They just started the blog, but I see some foolery in the making. I know Zed, Robert, Slish, and Charles will have something to add...so, I thought I'd share.

Ladies: Perhaps, we should start something to combat the BS I'm sure this blog will drudge up. We could call it FUCK MEN AND THEIR LAWS! I think that has a nice ring to it. Wouldn't you agree?

Smooches :)

Random Thoughts

• Thanks, Everyone, for the encouraging words on my last post. I needed that.
• I over slept this morning. Just didn't feel like getting up.
• My hair needs a perm, bad!
• I wish I didn't put streaks in my hair.
• I bet my beautician wishes he didn't put streaks in my hair, too...
• I called him the other day and told him my hair was falling out. He laughed and told me it wasn't.
• Have I ever told you all that I am a worry wart? Hypochondriac?
• That's probably why my hair is falling out.
• I worry about stupid shit. Stuff like the Bird Flu and Global Warming.
• Perhaps, I should stop eating chicken....LOL! Just joking.
• I weigh 140 pounds. Can you belive that?
• Neither can I!
• Look out gym here I come!!! (Next week)
• I'm bored at work
• And, I have a headache.
• Why do people go into the bathroom at work and blow it up?! Hold it until you get home!
• Why do people insist on comparing their situations to other people's situations. No one's life is better than the next.
• Why am I still single?
• Some days I want to be single. Other days I don't.
• I think I just need a consistant booty call.
• I would still be unsatisfied though.
• My new apartment has central air...WHOHOO!
• IKEA is huge! I spent 3 hours in there Saturday and didn't buy nothing.
• Men suck!
• Seems like everyone in the blog world has hit a road bump of some sort.
• I dine out too much.
• I can be really blunt at times.
• I hate being an Aries...only sometimes.
• Eggs are nasty.
• Fight Club is a really good movie with a lot of meaning.
• I'm glad that I have friends.
• Me and my bestest friends are spread out around the country. I'm in Boston, P is in LA and J just moved to Miami.
• Thinking about going to L.A. for Thanksgiving.
• I told my latest crush that and he got silent.
• How much you want to bet that he thinks I'm going to visit my Ex?
• He's right, but that isn't why I'm going.
• By show of hands...Who cares what he thinks?
• Neither do I.
• I have very high standards for myself and others.
• I'm spoiled.
• I'm going to start studying for the GMAT in September.
• No, for real...I am.
• I still haven't packed and i move this weekend.
• Speaking of my new place...I love it.
• I plan on retiring at 40. Even if that means I have to marry a white gay man.
• Should I call dude from Miami that I kicked to the curb for his B-day?
• Why did that fool text me this weekend?
• I wish I had AT&T. I wanted to reach out and touch Stupid.
• Can someone help me change my blog template?
• Don't tell me how to do it...do it for me...
• Told you I was spoiled!
• Damn, my head hurts.
• This Mofo didn't email me back. Now, when I stop answering his calls I'm going to be the bitch.
• I'm Bossy! (In my best Kelis impersonation)
• Are Aries and Scorpios compatiable?
• Did I spell compatiable right?
• Why is it that black people call each other Nigga's and Negroe's?
• Am I the only person that think that kind of talk set's us back and undermines everything our ancestors worked for?
• I need a gay male friend to scope out these suspect *Africans*!

On that note...I'll end the randomness. I could go on forever. Now I see why so many people do these bulleted random lists...very theraputic.

Smooches :)

Just One of Them Days....

It's just one of them days
That a girl goes through
When i'm angry inside
Don't wanna take it out on you
Just one of them things
Don't take it personal
I just wanna be all alone
Monica (Don't Take It Personal)

If my life were a movie and every step I took was done to music, this would be the song for today. Why? I have no idea. I feel like I'm crashing off a high or something. I drove to work this morning with a scowl on my face. I've been silent all day because I don't have anything nice to say about nothing or nobody. At lunch today I sat outside in the courtyard of our cafeteria hoping to be alone. I wanted to broad over my emotions. What happens? Three people see me and come all the way outside to sit with me. WTF! Under normal circumstances I would have invited the company, but today I just wanted to scream, "Beat It White Boys!". I even ditched a co-workers b-day party this afternoon. I paid for it. I didn't want any funky cake.

Tears have been burning the back of my eyelids and a sigh has been stuck in my throat. I tried putting my feelings on paper this morning to see what my pen would say, but nothing came out. Nothing that should have me feeling so blue. I talked to my mother today and she could hear it. She asked me what was wrong. Of course, I said nothing, although I wanted to cry on the spot. I don't know what to say. Ummm...I woke up pissed off. It's Thursday. Mother nature is here. So, what. She has been to my house 170 times since I was 13...what's so special about this time? I just told my mother I was fine. She'll forget about it, I'm sure.

I've made a decision to stop talking to this guy I've recently become interested in.He doesn't know it, though. I don't think I'm that interested, for real. I woke up today and decided to stop calling him all together. No real reason why. He hasn't done anything wrong. I just don't have the energy or desire to get to know anyone at this time. Too much energy. I don't feel like playing the "Mating Game". I just want to fall into a comfortable rhythm without all the other stuff. He's leaving town today for a bachelor party and he come's back Sunday. If he calls me when he gets back we'll talk, if he doesn't...we won't.

I'm an Aries. Maybe that's the problem. I'm just being true to my nature...moody.

There is a party tonight. Everyone knows I'm Miss Socialite. I'm not going, though. I've opted to wash instead. That's unlike me. I've gotten phone calls and emails to see if I'm going. But, I'm not. Not interested. I'm even considering ditching this BBQ Saturday. I know...its only Thursday. But, I'm pissed off for the rest of the week. I'm in one of those funks. One of those...don't call me, I'll call you, but don't hold your breath because I'm cutting my phone off...moods. One of those...say the wrong thing to me in the wrong pitch and you might get cut and then pissed on for effect...moods.

On a high note, I sign the lease to my place this weekend. I'm a little excited about that. I like moving and decorating. I like the possibilities that moving into a new place bring. I'm also excited about my roommate. I like her. I've mentioned her before, Pfizer. She's cool and we're pretty similar, so she won't expect conversation when I don't feel like talking. She'll have her own life, so I won't feel like we're in a game of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire and I'm her last life line. Trust me. Those kind of friendships are the worst.

Well, it's about time for me to get out of this sweatshop.

Fuck a Smooches...here's some spit on your cheek!

Now & Then

Ten years ago today, it was July 18, 1996.

I can't believe how many things have changed since then.

1) How old were you?
THEN: 17
NOW: 27

2) Where did you work?
THEN: House Mix Spot (Record store in Evergreen Plaza)
NOW: Somewhere a Helleva lot better than that!

3) Where did you live?
THEN: Chicago, Illinois
NOW: Boston, Massachuettes

4) How was your hairstyle?
THEN: short on top and long in the back
NOW: Pass the shoulders, wrapped with brown highlights

5) Did you wear contacts?
THEN: Yeah
NOW: Hell Yeah! I'd be blind without them

6) Did you wear glasses?
THEN: No
NOW: Occasionally

8) Which of your pets were still alive?
THEN: None. Fluffy dies a few years before
NOW: None

9) Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend?
THEN: Sleepy. That was his nickname because his eyes were really low. No, he didn't smoke.
NOW: Living that single life.

10) Who was your celebrity crush?
THEN: I don't really remember
NOW: Jigga

11) How many piercings did you have?>
THEN: 6. 3 in each ear
NOW: Same as above.

12) How many tattoos did you have?
THEN: 4. I was a fast, grown teenager.
NOW: 4. I outgrew that shit.

13) What was your favorite band/singer?
THEN: MJB!
NOW: Kelis...Cuz, I'm Bossy!

14) Had you smoked a cigarette?
THEN: No
NOW: Hell No!

15) Had you gotten drunk?
THEN: Yup!
NOW:Yup!

16) What kind of car did you drive?
THEN: Hyundai
NOW: Chevy

17) Looking back, are you where you thought you would be in 2006?
Nope. I thought I would be a lawyer, married with no kids. I'm in Marketing, single with one kid. WTF!


Another look into my life. Feel free to do this on your blog.

Smooches :)

Can't Stop, Won't Stop! (Take that, take that) LOL!

I was trying to do the Jamie Fox Diddy impersonation, for those of you that may have missed.

Anyway, that seems to be the theme of my summer so far. Your girl has been hitting the pavement doing one thing or another. I have so much to talk about, too. I don't even know where to begin. I'll start with the Vineyard. Consider this the first installment of, "What has Dynasty been up to?" LOL! I'm so dramatic

***Vineyard***

I had a ball! This was without a doubt the most fun I've had at the Vineyard. The mix of people that went was wonderful...no drama, no attitudes, just fun! I cooked dinner for 15 one night. I don't believe it either, but I did. And. They loved it :) Your girl is black as dirt now. My tan is off the chain. Officially, I am no longer light-skinned! I'm caramel :) Below are a few pictures from that weekend. I'm trying to give you a good idea of how many people accompanied me and to show us having fun. I wanted to be selective in what pics I put up on the internet because we are all hardworking professionals. The last thing anyone in blog world needs is for someone from their office to stumble across their blog and catch them taking Tequila shots on a bar...LOL! That's just an example....I swear! Anyway, I have almost 200 pictures to choose from. I also didn't put up any bikini shots. I'm mindful of other people and what they may or may not want shown. I know I'm not putting up a shot of me in a bikini. So, don't even think to ask ZED! That's one of those you have to be there to see. Photoshop is a mess. So, this is just a taste of what we looked like doing what we did. Anywhoo, I hope you enjoy them.

As you can see, we did a lot of kicking it. I tried to include a shot of the beach. That's only one beach, though. I didn't take any pictures at the Inkwell. The last shots that were on the patio are of us having a roundtable discussion about men and women. You can tell the conversation was pretty deep and very enjoyable. I learned a lot about the way men think and operate. No one had any reason to lie or sugarcoat. There were no couples in the group, so everyone spoke candidly. I'm going to host one of those kind of parties at my house. Love Jones Style.

We rented a huge house in the Edgartown part of the Vineyard. A total of 14 stayed in the house. Although, other people met us there they stayed in B &B's.

By now I'm sure you all know that B and Jigga were on the island for the holiday, too. Funny story. So, my boy goes to the back of the club and tells them that we're with B and people get in free. WTF! LOL! See, B and J in fact were at that club, but they apparently left right before we arrived. I guess dude at the back didn't get the memo.

Anyway....enjoy the pictures.
Smooches :)

Brief Intermission...

Thanks Nsane :) You slick comment prompted me to at least write "something". LOL!

I'm swamped at work and tired as hell from my 4th of July Vineyard shenanigans. I started a new job...same company...Thursday. I had to switch desks, meet the team, say bye to my old job and catch up on 5 days of emails. I was a walking nap waiting to happen yesterday. Today is no better because I'm still meeting people and ending old projects. Then I have dinner with my cousin tonight and a few apartments to go see. Yeah, I'm looking to move. My Saturday is booked from 11 in the morning until about 3 the following morning. Sunday will be my day of rest as the Lord planned it to be.

Basically, I'll have to catch you all up on my holiday extravaganza, the new job, the meeting with my long lost cuz and the move next week. Whew! Just thinking about all the stuff I have to talk about is making my head hurt.

Until then,
Smooches :)