FUCK CELL PHONES!

I'm angry with Sprint. They waited until the end of my 2 year Contract to shamelessly show their ass.. after months of adjustments due to their error.. SO. NO substance intended with this blog. Check my other one for Substance. I am realizing, I am a slave to my cell phone. ...... Once again I state angrily, Fuck Cell Phones, and I hope that Sprint files for Bankruptcy ths year.

Normally I dont do this

But I dont have shit to say. So in that instance....LAUGH.

And for the record. Say NO To Drugs.

His situation is sad. But uh....He got paid for it.

No really. I dont like laughing at others situations. But. Damn

My Main Man..I'm going to the NO to find his ass so we can politic about throwin money on the flo and freaks. Watch out B. He might just snatch me from you ;)

Madness Magnus

I figure its about time for me to slowly introduce members and people of my life. Members mainly pertaining to the non-human, Magnus aka MADNESS. My 2 year old cat. Norwegian Forest Cat to be exact. At least thats what I think he is because thats the breed he most resembles in the cat books. Magnus is the best gift I got from the worst person to ever make an appearance in my life, the ex.

I don't have any children, so Magnus is my child. He is my screen saver on my cell and the coolest f*ing cat people will ever meet. I'm starting to think he specializes in turning non-cat likers into cat lovers, or Magnus lovers. Ask around. He's so serious.

He can't be mated, sorry folks, I took care of that to eliminate some of his agression. And he's still agressive, thats why we call him Madness. He literally made my mothers cat pee on himself. But that cat plays fetch and communicates seamlessly, I used to laugh at people who were all into their animals, but I see now. I know he's not perfect, he proved that by his pooping in the hallway stunt when I forgot to clean his litter box for a week.......Aww hell that was my fault. He is perfect.

L.O.V.E According to Me

I enjoyed this weekend. I spent some QT Adult time with my parents (Activites including alcohol consumption) and went to an awesome Breakdancing competition at The Breakfast Club (Charlotte NC). I'll speak on the competition a little more once I upload my videos of the French breakdancer that shocked the hell out of my sister and I. I need my ass whopped because I just posted about underestimating people based on appearances and I did it again. And I"ll be Damned if he proved all of my assumptions wrong.

Back to the message at hand. When my mom and I go places, I always end up driving. And I love my mom. But being that I'm 23 with no children and unmarried, she's entered a mild state of panic. Every single car ride includes a conversation about choosing the right man, whats the right man for me, has she raised me right, bringing up all my past mistakes...and blah blah blah motherfucking blah. But I was prepared for her this time. I read a post on a blog..and dang I wrote the name down wrong so I can't give credit. But if you read this. IT WAS A WONDERFUL POINT.

Anyway She stated that

"She wished she knew when she was 17 that there is no perfect person, only a person that is perfect for you. The person that finally gets you in ways that even your parents and best of friends do not."

That is so true. I'm weird. not your average and anyone who knows me can second that. My mom damn sure doesn't understand me. She loves me, but doesn't understand my operations. I just simply told her that quote and it shut her up. SHUT HER DowN! I wish I had read that post before our drive to Miami last October, because I was ready to commit suicide 2 hours in.

So I want people who read this to remember that. Especially people who always cling to the wrong type of person for the sake of not being alone. You will not find the perfect person, and no one is perfect because everyone has flaws. But. There are people who are perfect for you. People who may not be exactly like you, but understand and accept you for you. And loves you for all your quirks and you love them. And when I get that. She will damn sure have some grandbabies ,cause you wont be able to stop me :)

AND...I LOVE YOU MOM. IF You ever read this. Do not get defensive, you've been great.

Her Name is Verna....

So yesterday I started my new job.Yeah I was supposed to start Monday, but since I was a gypsy in training in my previous life, my background check took 2 longer than expected agonizing days. Anyway. Let me pause to acknowledge that affirmative action might have helped me into that door. Aside from the given that I have a degree and purchasing/buying experience, I'm the only "brown" face in that office, besidethe Janitor, my new homegirl. VERNA.

Back to my point, cause this is about her.

I'm 23 and I've seen the news shows and special invesitgations about how your supposed to treat everyone the same.


You know those first day introductions when your walked around to meet everyone,smile, and shake hands (note to self:continue with the vitamin C and drink a gallon of tea to ward off the cooties). Well I noticed my new manager skipped over some people. Perhaps the little people in his eyes. Including my girl Verna, whom I ended up having to introduce myself to 2 hours later, after I realized he wasn't going to. I'm not even sure if he knows her name.

But yooo. She had the warmest smile. She couldn't really speak a lick of English, but a smile is golden everywhere but Hell. I dont think I could be a janitor. She probably has the hardest job in that place. But I'm glad I tookt he time to meet her and smile. She remininded me just how important that it. So I challeneg those that read my blog to smile and greet someone who you normally wouldn't. It may make their day and surprise you at how it makes yours.

KICKS!!!!!!! TTK Kicks to be exact!!!!

My Guy. Barack Obama gave an again..eloquent speech today. But guess what my ass is exicted about?

SNEAKERS!

Yes. These Sneakers. His Sneakers. TTK.

They are the genious of TTK. An Ultra talented artist originally from Jacksonville ,FL whom currently resides in NY and Connecticut.

You can check out a pretty entertaining interview of his on Dirty Knuckles blog or TTKs Myspace Page And his personal page GOTTKGO.COM has a full gallery of several of his designs. Including his Sneakers bearing the face of ours truely... DUBYA..that won the Best Themed Custom Category at the 2007 International Sneaker Battle.

Awkwardly. I don't have alot to to say. I'm just plotting on how my recently unemployed ass is goin to cop a pair. For my sneaker lovers.

Enjoy

From Unemployment to Employment..in 3 days

Okay. I've been absent. But I have reason. I got fired for the first time the day after Valentines Day (Real Love), hence the appearance of my blog. I was kinda anticipating being able to collect unemployment, but got denied, because I was "fired" due to my own misconduct. Whatever! I know so many people who were fired for their own misconduct. I know the economy sucks, but...I dont know many people who get laid off, but I know alot who have collected unemployment from the ESC. My appeal was going to take 6 weeks...And my bills are here now. So I decided to be a good human, and get a job.. at least try.

So. It was my intention to begin blogging my search for employment. You know that whole arduous process of applying, and going on interviews, hoping they like you, because any smart person knows that about 80% of job offer is based on if they like you. Well. I was lucky. That plan was cut surprisingly short. I applied for the job Tuesday morning. Got the call Wednesday morning to interview that afternoon. Was called in for the follow up interview Thursday. And got a job offer Friday morning, taking my drug test and beggining on this upcoming Monday

Crazy.

So. The unemployment phase of my year hopefully is over for a while. Therfore no blogging about that. BUT! It's a new industry for me (Seafood Wholesale.And Im honestly excited. I live for new experiences). SO as I learn. You Learn. If your into that.