Fear Of Flying...

There are only two well maybe three things that the misses fear...God(I Luvs Jesus, believe it or not)...My Mother(Okay, my thing is this is the only chick that can hit me and I can do absolutely nothing about it...Any other broad can get it with the quickness)...And flying(Scared to death, do you hear me)...

Two Plane tickets...Delta Airlines(First Class Of Course)...$2154.00

Two weeks supply of Tylenol, Likka, and No-Doze for S.M...Uno Grande'

Everything that is possibly needed for the survival of a very spoiled puppy with her aunt S.M...Along with the current issue of "puppy power"...$375.00

Travel wardrobe...You don't want to know...

Nose piercing(Well I don't have it yet, but I will on Thursday. This is the only piercing that I have left to do.) $46

Get the hair fried, dyed(I am really getting the hair dyed...Back to black baby...Red makes me look mean as fugg, and everyone knows that I am a super nice person *looks around*), and flipped to the side...$128(Its worth it dammit)

Mani & Pedi...$75

Arguing with F as to why I need to bring 14 pairs of shoes with me on vacation...Priceless, or at least me "having my way" and the make-up sex was...

Anyways fam, I am going on vacation...Yes, yes, yes, words cannot express how excited I am...That is until I think about the five hour flight to Louisiana that we have...Straight up bullshit...Y'all just don't know...I mean I'm good through security, boarding, seating, hell even take-off...What kills me is that turbulence B.S...I can just pretty much imagine the scenario...

*Beep**And by this time I'm gonna be tipsy as hell* "Good afternoon this is your captain speaking...We will be experiencing a little TURBULENCE...please remain seated and buckle your seatbelts"
*still calm*
*still calm*
*plane begins to shake*
*a little stirred, but no biggie*
*plane shaking so terribly my glass of Moet falls to the floor**In my loud ghetto tone* "Aww, you know what, this is straight up bullshit...Turbulence my ass, I mean you ain't got to lie to me...Is this mothafucka going down...Don't lie to me bytch..."
"No Ma'am its just turbulence"
*Crying hysterically* "I'm too young to die, I have a puppy to take care of...Who's gonna take care of her if this bytch goes down...I don't wanna die...I don't wanna die...Oh lawd why"
And ETC!!! So yes fam, this shall be an interesting Friday... You know what I'm sick of...My mothafucking neighbors and their constant need to fuck...I know I can't talk about anyone, seeing how you can catch me riding F's dick at least 4 hours out of the day...But y'all just don't know...I've been over there at least six times within the past week to tell them mothafuckas to keep it down...Anyhoo, I will be on vacation until I feel like coming back...I promise to bring back souvenirs...Pictures at the most...Well thats it fam...I miss ya already...

Flyleaf – All Around Me


Update: Yes, Yes the Bytch is back...I probably won't speak on my trip until tomorrow and thats not a promise...Anyways today is our baby's 3 month birthday so we are gonna take her to the park and have a little picnic/party for her...Peace out Fam...

Sorry About The Laziness....

1. But, this chick is f'ing overwhelmed with B.S. right now...Anyways I decided to engage in this little "The more you know about the T" fiasco...Here it is, enjoy...

2. What book are you reading?
Currently, I'm trying to finish "My Best Friend & My Man by Cydney Rax"...Though niggaliterature, its not a bad read...

3. Favorite board game?
Monopoly all time rocking game...


4. Favorite magazine?
Oh well this is a tough one...I don't really read magazines...So imma have to say "Black Enterprise"..Gotta stay current on the "Real"


5. Favorite smells?
Gucci & Issi on my man...

6. Favorite sounds?
Silence...And pouring water...

7. Worst feeling in the world?
Failure & Doubt....


8. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?
It's too damn early...


9. Favorite fast food place?
Hardee's


10. Future child’s name?
Wow...I've never thought about this but ummm, possibly Stacy, Meagan, or Stephanie for a girl...And a boy...Lets see...Courtney, or Dominique...Whatever, the last name shall be Wright...


11. Finish this statement. “If I had lot of money I’d….?
I already do...So I guess I will just go to the Casino...

12. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
I sleep with my man...

13. Storms - cool or scary?
The Bestest...Making love in the rain...Though overrated, is the bidness....

14. Favorite drink?
Mojito...

15. Finish this statement, “If I had the time I would….”?
Take a tour of Africa....


16. Do you eat the stems on broccoli?
Sometimes...

17. If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?
Currently my hair is fiery red...The only color that I've ever dyed it...And will remain this way unless I find something more fitting....


18. Name all the different cities/towns you’ve lived in?
Too many to name...

19. Favorite sports to watch?
Football...Big men tackling each other and I'm on it...


21. What’s under your bed?
Piggy Bank & Condoms...(Don't Ask)

22. Would you like to be born as yourself again?
Abso-fucking-lutely

23. Morning person, or night owl?
Not really a morning person...I do my best work at night...

24. Over easy, or sunny side up?
Over easy


25. Favorite place to relax?
My entertainment room...


26. Favorite pie
Pecan Pie...Is the bidness...

Number Two...First...

"So baby do you have any plans for the night"...I held the phone tightly to my ear, as if this would help me out with the question that F just asked me...I really don't feel like going out tonight...But I also don't want to lie to him..."None what so ever, why? Did you want to do something tonight?"..."How does dinner and a movie sound"...a slight pause in my response, still debating a evening of bliss or just take my tired ass to sleep..."Sure baby, give me a couple hours"..."Absolutely, pick you up, say seven-ish"...I let out a deep sigh..."Awesome"

"This has got to be the nastiest shit I've ever tasted"...I say while I'm pushing my dish of Chicken Parmesan to the side..."Oh, would you like to order something different"...F asks with a look of genuine concern of his face..."Its okay, I'm really not that hungry"..."Are you sure"..."Yes"..."Well I'm not going to dine alone"...He states as he also pushes his meal aside..."How about we finish this bottle of wine, and catch that movie I promised"...I'm searching his face in hopes of receiving a sense of calmness...The last thing that I want to do is piss this man off all because I really didn't want his/anybodys company tonight...Takes a sip of wine..."Sure baby"...

"Did you at least enjoy the movie"...He asks as he begins to open my side of his truck door..."Yes, I did. You know I'm a sucker for a good action flick."..."Yes indeed"...He chuckles...closes the door...I begin to think the thoughts that always flood through my brain right around this time..."Are we ready"..."Will it be the same afterwards"..."No, I don't think were ready"..."Come on bitch, think of a good excuse"..."Its that time of the month"..."No that won't work, F knows EXACTLY when I'm due"..."Umm, got to be to work real early in the morning"..."Shit, Shit, Shit"...all of which is done within the five, six seconds it takes him to get into the truck...I put on a smile to mask my concern..."Believe it or not baby I really had a good time tonight"...He smiles a naughty grin..."It doesn't have to end just yet"...he replies...My eyes gets as big as half dollars...I place my right index finger on my lips and begin to think..."I mean its not that I don't WANT him"..."I've wanted that man since I first laid eyes on him"..."Then whats the problem"..."There can't be no question as to if he wants you too"..."Come on this man goes out of his way to please you"...I'm shaken from my thoughts when F states..."I guess I will be alone again tonight"...I ask "Whats that"...Not that I didn't hear him the first time...I just needed more time to think..."I said I guess I will be alone again tonight"...jokingly I respond..."Not if you play your cards right"...Silence, pure silence the last twenty-one minutes in the drive home...

"So Mr. Wright, what are your plans for the evening"...I ask him in the doorway..."Don't know, but I was hoping to spend it with the lady in my life. Thats only if she wants to do the same"..."Did you ask her"..."Not yet"..."Well what are you waiting for..."The right time"...I smile..."Well good luck with that babe, its been fun. Now if you don't mind I'm going in now. Call me once you make it home"...I turn around and walk in "accidentally" leaving the door open...

"You know you left your door open. Bad men can come in and do bad things to you if you keep this up"...I pretend to be startled and respond flirtatiously ..."Is that so, I'll have to be more careful . Don't want those bad men to get in do awful things to me"..."Well its a little too late, I'm already in"...he says while slowly undressing me...He has a look in his eyes that I'm so familiar with yet so confused..."Not necessarily, my panties are still intact..."I'm working on it"...He begins kissing my neck and slowly made his way to the place where he BELONGS...Kissing and licking...Kissing and licking...My eyes rolling to the back of my head, knees shaking...Me catching some of Luther's lyrics every now and then...screaming..."Baby, yes, gat damn this feels good, don't stop, baby please don't stop"...More and More...I'm fighting to breath...But with every circle he made around my clit...The fight became harder...Finally a pause...But little did I know it was only the beginning...After what seemed like hours of "making out" finally he gave me what I really wanted...Yes, indeed...On top of my queen sized bed the man made love to me six ways to Sunday...Missionary, from the back, the front, side, left and right...Orgasms on top of orgasms...Screaming and yelling...Moaning and groaning...Too much, too much, too much...I've never...As we lay in each others remnants of pleasure, I couldn't help but think to myself..."I could get used to this"...At least I thought it was to myself...He responded..."So can I, baby you got me. I ain't going no where"...I poke him in the side and laugh..."You better not, cause if you do I will find you and it won't be nice"...he laughs "Nope, ain't got to worry about me, this is just too good to give up."...More conversation...I can't tell you when we fell asleep...But I woke up feeling superior and with the same fire from the night before...Bet you can't guess how I spent my morning...:SCENE:



I don't know who made this video...But being the walking jukebox that I am...I must clarify that this isn't Tyrese...Its actually The Transitions...See ya learn somethin new everyday...

Number One...First...

This is some bullshit...Were the first words out of my mouth when I realized that LIFE is no joke...I left my parents house at 18...Happy go lucky...Free spirited...Naive..."Hey this just might not be as bad as I thought"...See, told you I was naive...I only had fifty dollars to my name, and a pack of gum...But I was free...No more waking up at O'Dark Thirty to make coffee for the parents...No more cleaning my room...No more hiding my freakiness...No more, no more, no more...I remember that day like it was yesterday...Mother was standing in the door with a snarky grin on her face..."Just know that if you ever need us were here for you"...Is what she said, but when it comes to the moms...I'm pretty much a mind reader..."She's scared, but we raised her well. My baby will be alright"...Yeah, a mind reader...Driving, just driving...Hoping to come up with a plan that I should have had before I even stepped foot out of that house...Just driving on top of more driving...Soon the tears began to flow...Reality hit me like a bag of conscience bricks..."What am I doing. Where am I going to go. I have no place to stay. Barely enough money for food. Lord what have I done."...All the while I'm thinking back to the look on my mothers face...It was my only motivation...Still is...Yeah, all the motivation that I needed to face this cruel world...That, and all the teachings...The first couple of years were pretty tough...I struggled, but was used to it considering that the majority of my years were filled with tears, and prayers...The majority of which came from my parents...Like I said before, they did the best that they could for us, but when I say we had it rough, its only a cover up for my actual growing up...I made bad choices...Had to face up to it...Even worked three jobs at once...Just to satisfy the bad habits that I had/have...The constant need to "fit in", so buying of unnecessary shit became my addiction...You know the shit that a naive bitch needs to feel important...Hundred dollar shoes, clothes, jewelry, purses...I admit, the bills, the threats from the bill collectors, didn't phase me...I was/still is fucking fierce...So they could just toss the threats along with their asses out the window...I didn't care...I was finally living...

*Remembers the look on my Mothers face that long, long day ago*

What was it that actually made me get my shit together...My FUTURE...Not only am I conceited, but also very stubborn...No way in hell I was going to show back up to the parents house with bags in tow...No ma'am, no sir...I refuse...I couldn't stand the embarrassment, the "I told you so's" from nosy mothafuckas, the "She ain't never goin be shit" from the same nosy ones...No, No, No...So I began to make a life change...No more bad choices...No more hanging with the crowd who will only bring me down, instead of the betterment of my person...No more partying instead of paying bills...and etc...It wasn't easy going from sinner to saint(for lack of any better analogy I decided to use that one, bite me)...Lots of tears were shed...There were even days that I just wanted to give it all up...Motivation, Motivation, Motivation, that, alot of cursing, chain-smoking, and liquor...I made it through...Though not perfect...I must admit that this ol broad is doing pretty good for herself...Considering my life journey began with a 50 and a pack of gum...Who's Bad!!! :SCENE:

...First...

Hello party peoples...Is it all grood(great & good) in yo hood...Me, yeah I'm doing bettah than eva...Considering I've been up since 4 in the morning crying out "Lawd will it ever stop" in the bathroom...Let me explain...Last night I got this weird craving for banana pudding...F being the darling that he is, went through hell and high water to satisfy the craving...I'm spoiled, I know it...Anyhoo, he made a crater sized bowl of the shyt...And me oh my ate it all up...Don't worry, I shared...Here's the kicker...I topped it off with my nightly coontini...I was in the mood for some Gin & Juice...Snoop style...Yep, I paid for my naughtiness this morning...Not to gross ya out or anythang, but I was feeling it...So fam...Topic of the week...Firsts...Take it how ya want it...But if ya knows anything about me...It shall be nothing but the best...Moving, soul-shakin, filling, just what the doctor ordered, satisfying, and SCENE!!!...

I Hear 'Em Call Da Wild, And Do It All The While...

Doggy & Froggy Style...What!!! Fuck Me -Ludaris

Hi my good peoples...I would love to stay and chat with ya but I've got plans...If ya must know what exactly those plans are...Imma about to bake some cookies...For those of you who know me than ya know what the hells I'm talkin bout...For those who don't Luda shall enlighten ya...I'LL HOLLA!!!



Update: Okay fam imma be real honest with y'all you see this post that I did sometime last night...I don't even remember typing that shyt...LMAO, well since its here I thought that I would use it as my blackboard...Basically tells ya what I have planned for the weekend...First I shall sleep...Matter of fact once I'm done with this, my azz is going back to sleep...Secondly I plan on going over to a friends place and do nothing but have a wonderful discussion on world peace...Sike, we shall talk about nothing but the nasty, while consuming mass quantities of likka...What shall happen on Saturday...I have no definite plans...And so forth and so on...So thats it fam...Have a fantabolous weekend...Y'all be safe now ya hear...I don't want to come back to e-mails and phone calls of someone needing me to bail them out or some shyt like that...I'LL HOLLA!!!

SEDUCTION....From Lame-O To Game-O

*Turns down the Miles Davis...prepares the seriousness to elaborate on the topic of the week* "Okay Shawn, not even a subtle hint of hilarity on this one, SHE is depending on you"

Seduction...Where do I begin...I mean Webster has this definition of which we are meant to believe...I agree for the most part...But since I'm only handling the social aspect of it...I will save my views for the meeting on Friday...

1: the act of seducing; especially : the enticement of a person to sexual intercourse2: something that seduces : temptation3: something that attracts or charms


Seduction is more than enticing someone into sexual intercourse...True its sexy, erotic, sensual, stimulating...But so is any other thing that you can just about think of...From a personal note, I see it as a "stairway" to the ultimate satisfaction...

Seducing has always been a challenge for many men/women in our new generation...Crazy huh seeing as though it takes only a hello to seduce a man...At least thats how I see it...And I have proof...Anyways

Men/Women these days seem to have gone through a cultural change which has stripped their ability to attract and seduce the opposite sex...Seduction, broken down, to a point where it is methodical and predictable, is currently the crutch for the men/woman who otherwise would not have been to naturally embrace the art of seduction...

Why is this the case?...Why have men/women lost their natural ability to seduce the opposite sex?...I can't really really give a honest answer, but I can give a honest opinion...These days, the modern man/woman spends hours a day in a frozen, dumb state...Either in front of a computer, portraying his or her thoughts through a keyboard, watching TV,...People everywhere are being isolated from society...After working for 8 hours(ten in my case) at a computer which only responds to mouse clicks, the mental switch to have a delightful conversation with a beautiful woman or handsome man seems daunting...We must make this switch from ‘logical, isolated, non-creative’ to a more social, imaginative and friendly state...To properly engage in seduction...

In Seduction, there are many ways to make this switch...Though given the time that I have...Only one shall come from my person...

Through understanding the art of seduction, you can lead your mind to perform logical behaviors and gradually switch into a more social, imaginative state...Once you have fully understood the art of seduction, you can actually stay in a fully logical state...which is comfortable to you...and embrace a natural, enticing conversation with a beautiful woman or man...In a way, you are converting the previously very vague art of seduction to a more logical state which your daily mind can handle...Normally none of this would be necessary...But as I stated above society has wrecked havoc on our social skills...And seduction, in my opinion is slowly became a thing of the past...People nowadays are so "get to it already" we are no longer taking the necessary time needed to pursue anything/anyone...Its understandable, I mean from personal experience, my schedule is packed to the brim...

"And you want me to possibly take a pay cut to engage you in flirting which will nine times out of ten lead to us having sex...How about we just skip the whole flirting part...I've got somewhere to be in an hour"

See this is how I think, and am pretty sure that most of fellow my peers have the same mentality...We barely have time for ourselves...I don't know fam, like I said before these are just my observations...Back to the lesson at hand...I think that the economy is also playing a big role on the diminishing Art Of Seduction...We are too busy trying to make money, pay bills, take care of home...Trying to balance out these known factors with mingling if you will, is nonsense...We have better things to do with our time...I'm gonna stop right here fam, this is slowly turning into a novel on "How Bush Has Fucked America" than what it was intended to be...Breaking loose from the confinement of anti-seduction...To, going after something that if you play your cards right...Is almost a guarantee at the end of the night...I'LL HOLLA...

Update: So fam I have received three e-mails so far as to what the hell I am talking about...I should have stated this before the post...But anyways...Me and the gurls are not just party animals(believe that shyt if ya want to) we actually have some substance...Anyways we usually get together some time of the week to discuss books, life-stories, food, drinks, politics, men with big dicks...Just about anything that is thought provoking...Well this week we are discussing Seduction...Each of us will be discussing our chosen aspect of it...Mine being the effect that society has on the art-form...S.M. will be elaborating on forms of seduction...So forth and so on...Just thought that I would throw that out there...So no, don't send the van with the little white jacket...I don't like vans and though the thought of tight clothing is always appealing to me...I don't think I would look too hot in that jacket...Peace out peoples...

Phone Stalking/Seduction

So whats up peoples...How the hells was yo weekend...Mine, well the usual...You know the type of weekend that when I wake up there is at least three things that usually come out of my mouth..."Who the fuck are you?"..."This is some bullshit"...or "You've got to be kidding me"...Not so much of the "Who the fuck are you" since I've hanged up the hooker badge for F...More so of the other two...Anyways peoples ya gurl was/is being phone stalked...By this guy whom I messed around with like three years ago...

"Whats up mami how are you"
"Good papi, ¿Y tú?"
"Pretty good"
"Now I must ask this and please forgive me if I should know but exactly who am I speaking with(I had no clue)"
"This is Pedro(his name isn't really Pedro, I'm just using this because he's Mexican, and we all know at least one Mexican named Pedro)"
"Not ringing a bell, but obviously you know me...May I ask how?"
"Don't you remember we had a thing a few years ago"
"Now I do...What can I do for you"
"I was thinking that we could you know talk, catch up"
"Why"
"I think that what we had wasn't meant to be just a one-time thing"
"Like hell it wasn't"
"Why"
"Baby I really don't know how you got my number, to be honest with you I don't give a damn...But we boned, thats it...Not nothing shall come from it...Besides it was like three years ago...Trust me I wasn't thinking about your ass...Lets see, I've gotten divorced...Went on a fuck-spree, and met my future ex-hubby(Just kidding babe if you read this)...So as you can see what we had was just that, a ride & goodbye..."
"You don't mean that"
"Like hell I don't...Besides it could never work between us...I'm trying to get a Black Card...You don't even have a green card...I don't mean to demean you or anything...Its just that I am a very, very, picky woman, not only when its comes to myself...But also any man that I spend time with..."
"Oh I see, but I still think that if you give me a chance"
"(I cut that mofo off mid-sentence)THIS ISN'T GONNA WORK!!! Do us both a favor and lose my gat damn number"
*Click*

So yes fam this was the first convo of four...I've always knew that I had that stalker-type puzzay, but I didn't think that the effects would still be there three years later...I'm making progress though...Seduction, Seduction, yeah I'm gonna discuss this a little later this week...Be looking for it fam...Well thats it World...I'LL HOLLA!!!

Update: F sent me this video a few minutes ago...I agree Mr. Ja Rule, baby its ya body...Cause if we went by that face of yours, I wouldn't touch you with a broom-stick...And F darling......................boy stop it...

Drunk Posting...

Is this even legal...anyways fam I am like tore what they call the fuck up right now...I'm headed to party number 3...If I don't make it back, the fam gets all of everything that I own...That is all...

Weekend Debauchery Part Dos...

Listen up carefully Fam..Just go along with the videos and you will indeed know exactly what it is that the Misses will be doing this weekend...I decided to try something a little different this week, for the music shall tell the tale of my life...Let us begin...

Friday: I shall be doing a little of this:
Well thats only cause F has been bumping this song all day...Damn I can take a clue...It will be followed by this:
Fuck staying in the house all weekend long...I've got thangs ta do...Moving right along...Ive really been in the mood for some of this lately:
Yeah some of that good shyt...
Crawl my azz into bed once again only to be awakened by some of this:
Midnight X-stasy, boy you can't go wrong...Well all good thangs must come to an end, and its time to ask for forgiveness:

Have a wonderful weekend fam...Be safe, postitive, and be lovin...Well thats it world I'LL HOLLA!!!

I Got What Cha Want...

Got What Ya Need. -Nicole Ray *Y'all memba this chick*

Hola!! Saludo Fam, how the hells are ya, madam T is feeling pretty damn good right about now...Considering the fact that I was handing out free ass-whooping coupons earlier today...I'm soooo full of joy at this present moment, maybe its cause I gots me some of that daddy long-stroke...Who knows...Anywayz, I promised to speak on the insane weekend(More like insane Friday) I had so here goes, ya ready...

After the fact that I was canoodled into fucking up my equilibrium by going FISHING..."Come on now, I would have rather set my cooch on fire than to do some UN-GODLY shit as such"...I was good...Got together with one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world, Sierra(The black blow-up doll) and some acquaintances...Celebrated the 4th in the no bytchassedness basher style that we are so familiar with...F got so drunk...My baby was LEANING son...This is the man who has a few beers and calls it a night...But on Friday his ass was tore up...Ya best believe I took at least a hundred photos of him in his drunkness...Karma is a bitch...Partied hearty...We had some of them missile style fireworks that shoots off about 300 rounds...Can you imagine a bunch of black (F is an exception) drunk folk shooting rockets and shit...What a sight...Took our asses home around dawn...We must have been pretty inebriated...Woke up and ALL of the appliances were on, i.e. the T.V.s, DVD players, the dack-swang charger...I'm questioning Boston like "Don't lie to me, did you turn all of this on?"

Saturday was the day of recuperation...Did much of nothing but nurse each others hangovers and soreness of the naughty areas...I've only had one drunken fuck fest with F before...The man turns into the Incredible Hulk...Not something that I wants on a regular...The cooch has stretch marks afterwards...Doing hours of Kegel exercises to get back to normal is no fun...And that is NOT HOT...The highlight of the day was the convo I had with S.M...If I'm not mistaken it went a little something like this...

Moi-"Hi Bay"
S.M.-"I needs some dick"
Moi-"Well get straight to the point why don't you, don't ask me how I'm doing"
S.M.-"I really need some dick"
Moi-"Well Safeway is having that Great Meat Sale once again, and at least you get a money back guarantee if you're not completely satisfied"
S.M.-"My horniness is a joke to you"
Moi-"Yes maam, I really don't feel sorry for you. What, don't you have about 19 fuck buddies and yet you still need some dick. I just don't understand"
S.M.-"Let me rephrase, I need dick with stability"
Moi-*Chokes on the refreshing Mojito I was inhaling* (Sierra is anti-relationship and to hear she is willing to be in one made me ask for forgiveness for the end is near)"The hell?!?!?! Are you drunk?"
S.M.-"Maybe, but you have no proof. Seriously though, I want a man."
Moi-"Well with your track-record you should have no problem finding one"
S.M.-"I hate you"
Moi-"No you don't, I'm just saying there is no way possible you will be happy with one man, at least at the current moment. Once you start to get your grown woman on then its a possibility."
S.M.-"So are you saying that I'm not mature enough to be in a relationship"
Moi- "Not mature as in childish, more on the lines of the man would have to be Zeus or some shit like that to make you not stray from the path of righteousness."
S.M.- "I guess you're right, would you happen to have Zeus's number, I'm still in need of some dick, stability or not"
Moi-"On that note I'm hanging up, right now. Bye, you crazy woman."

I don't even know why I entertains this hooker...She has no sense...Anyways, Sunday nothing dramatic occurred...I did get pretty twisted though...And payed for that shit today...Well thats it Fam, the sexiness that goes by the name of T is about to lay it down...Until Next Time World...I'LL HOLLA!!!!

Update: Sorry Fam, no time for a real post so I will just do a bunch of updating...Anyways we really need to go grocery shopping...


Do y'all see what F has me surviving on,Bucket O Mojito, and Condiments...I love this man...



I just want to say thanks to the man/woman who came up with the idea of Bucket Mojito...Thank you so much, hell its less work for me...Just pour and go...



"Y'all ain't nevah got matching shyt, kool-aid no sugar, peanut butter no jelly."

Just One Of Dem Dayz...

That a girl goes through. -Monica

So...I promise to post the details of my weekend sometime in the near future...I know y'all was like when is she goin tell us SOMETHING...Sometime in the near future...Right now I'm just not in the mood...Pissed off to say the least...But I should be fine once I wake up from this nap I plan on taking...Anyways, right now I am pissed off beyond pissed...And the bad thing about me is that once it starts it doesn't stop...What caused the wrath was the fact that I forgot that both of my AGM's were going on vacation this week...Which means that I would have to open the restaurant...Which also meant that I would have to wake up at 4 in the morning to do so...I completely forgot about it until Sunday before bed, and by that time I was belligerently drunk...And was like "Oh shit I have to be to work in 2 hours"...No way I could call them up and say, "ya know what, I change my mind about the whole vacation thing" just because I forgot and was very irresponsible...So I didn't even go to bed that night...Just stayed up soaking in my anger...It was nobody's fault but my own...So thats what started it...Get to work and realize that I haven't opened the place in so long I didn't even remember the alarm combo...After minutes of verification, that was taken care of...Blah, Blah, Blah, more shit on top of shit...I was about ready to slap the shit out of someone...Mind you no one did a damn thing to me...Its just once I actually get mad...It takes absolutely nothing after this to make matters worst...I'm serious, someone could look at me and their ass is getting cussed out...Matter of fact, once I left the job, I went to Safeway to purchase a bottle of wine for dinner...This little old lady said only the mere word of hi to me and was told off in the "Southern Comfort" manner that is hid underneath the "niceness"...Anyways she said hi...My response, "Why the fuck are you hi'ing me, like seriously...Does it look like I really want to be chatting with your ass right now...Riddle me this, do I really look like the friendly person you have so mistaken me for...Don't let the dimples fool you...I'm a tooth-chipper all day."...I'm actually starting to feel sorry about myself and this day...Which means that I'm returning to normal...So until then fam, just know that once I get some well needed rest(I'm so tired my knees hurt) I will be back to my old self...

Off To See The Wizard...

The wonderful Wizard Of Oz...I need some courage...

Happy 4th fam, enjoy yoselves...Its a mothafucking celebration... I'm off to hell(the lake)...But trust this song will be banging our entire drive there... I'LL HOLLA

*Whispering in my mans ear*
See I look to good for this necklace
And I look to good to be wearing this
You know I look way too good to be innocent
I'm conceited I got a reason

See I look to good to be driving that
And I look to good to be buying that
You know I look way to good to be trying that
I'm conceited I got a reason



UPDATE: I survived the wilderness...we are about to go blow some shyt up...I just had to post this pic of me outside baitshop...



See I was in the spirit...But F talked me out of the original stripper outfit I had every intention of wearing...I'm off to party til my lungs give out...Maybe even do a little fuggin...Who knows...

A Slacker, But Damn Good At It...

Okay fam please excuse the possible typos in this post...I'm drunk as hell right now, but this you already knew...

This is the song I was listening to before I started this post(Click on the play button dammit)


So where do I begin...How about this morning...Well this afternoon...Is when I woke my ass up out of the drunken slumber that I was in...1:38 this afternoon to be exact... I was looking at the clock like "Is this a joke, it can't possibly be this damn late"...Usually I'm at work by this time...But ummm, no...There was a little mishap or something this morning... I checked my phone and there was like 50 missed calls/text messages...Get to work a couple hours later...Lied and said I had a appointment...Bounced that bytch a 1/2 hour later...I had another "appointment" to go to...I really didn't feel like working today...Went home and passed out once again...

What time I was pounced upon by Boston and F, I don't know...But it was dark, and raining outside...You know I didn't even notice that she wasn't home this afternoon...A bad mother I know...F took her out for the day...Apparently they had a good time... She looked and smelled like a brand new puppy...Oh and also, the plans I had for the 4th which included me sleeping from Friday until Monday morning have now been changed...So says F...

"You know babe, I was thinking we should REALLY do something at least on Friday"
"Yeah, did you have anything in mind"
"I was thinking we should go fishing"
"Wait a minute...WHAT?!?!?!"
"You know FISHING, it'll be great, and Boston would love it"
"Have you lost your damn mind??? I don't even feed the fish that we have and you want me to go sit at some hot ass pond and feed/try to catch more"
"Pretty much, its very relaxing. You're gonna love it. I promise to make it worth your time"
"Oh no sir, not even dick can convince me to do some lame shit like that."
"Come on honey"
"Nope, and isn't the lake closed on Friday. Shit everythang else is. If I were the fish I'd be like damn ya'll I'm off today"
"It isn't closed. We can go for a couple hours, leave, go home fire up the grill and light up the fireworks I bought for you. You're always talking about blowing some shyt up, heres your chance"
"Sold to the sexy ass whyte boy in the tight man bobbie highlighting Polo"

So yes fam, I'm going fishing on Friday...I am not looking forward to it...The hell I look like...I WILL be out there with the boojieness expanded to the tenth power...Fuck a damn fish...I'm too sexy for that shyt...But I love his ass, and he promised to let me blow something up...So y'all pray for me in my attempt to defy the laws of nature by fishing in heels and a halter top...Fuck this shyt...I'LL HOLLA!!!

Past Paradise...

Shackled to the bed of Past Paradise -Eric Roberson

Well not in the way the song suggests...But I MISS MY DAMN BED...Seeing as though our daughter/puppy decides to piss in it... I guess the carpet in the living room wasn't good enough, or the Kobe (I call it Kobe cause it reminds me of Kobe Beef) Marble floors in the kitchen, maybe even the same floors in the bathroom wasn't good enough...She just had to do her business atop of our American Drew bed, laced with a caramel colored comforter, mocha colored silk sheets, with a pillow-top mattress.... Uggghhhh...I am so fucking pissed right now...Fuck that, I don't even sleep in my own Cum juices, let alone piss...Sleeping in the second bedroom just isn't the same...So now we have to wait until we have free time to go buy a new set-up...I'm headed off to the entertainment room now...I need a damn drank... HOLLA!!!