Said no guy ever!

Actually. I know two of my exes who didn't really like head. *kanye shrug*

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Michigan Central Station

I absolutely love this building. If someone asked me, "do you want to walk through the Depot" I would jump on it in a heartbeat.

Michigan Central Station (also known as Michigan Central Depot or MCS), built in 1913 for the Michigan Central Railroad, was Detroit, Michigan's passenger rail depot from its opening in 1913 after the previous Michigan Central Station burned, until the cessation of Amtrak service on January 6, 1988. At the time of its construction, it was the tallest rail station in the world.

I do not own any of these pictures. I found them in a group on Flickr.

Thank you to the ppl who took the pictures. Greatly appreciated.







The ticket counter



Then




Now
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Question.

After re-reading this it reminds me of that scene in Dont Be A Menace In South Central While Drinking Your Juice In The Hood. "If you fall, you better pick your punk ass up".

Or in the words of Erykah Badu, "the mothership cant save you so your ass is gone get left"

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So, I been thinking…

First, let me start at the beginning. It's Thursday, so you know I was at Snookers. The DJ Raw Dawg played, "I Need Love" by LL CoolJ, and Cupcake sang the song for 45 minutes. Actually, to say she sang the song is an overstatement. She simply would repeat, "I Need Love" for 45 minutes. Randomly. Again, I'll say it; 45 minutes!

Anyway, I began to think "I need love". I was temporarily caught up in feelings. I was being real cat. You know the 23rd of December made 2 years since Claude and I broke up. When the day came I didn't even notice it. To be honest, I didn't notice it had past until the 27th!

The thing I remember the most, in addition to crying in the car when I was driving home and playing "Blame Game" on repeat (which is pretty fucking funny now that I look back at it), was Ashley telling me, "I know what I'm saying right now won't make sense until later on but, in time, you'll be ok. It just takes time". I never thought I'd get over it, but I did. I think Nicole took the break-up harder that I did...she still gets angry when she hears her name, and she'll tear up if I happen to tell a story about the time we were together; but I digress.

I think that bitch put me in a trance by repeating, "I need love" because I started thinking about all the shit that I did when Claude and I were together, and all the shit that normal people do when In a relationship.
Can't lie, I got depressed for like 45 seconds. I had to stop myself because I realized that I probably don't wouldn't know how the fuck to function in a relationship

When I started dating Claude I was 20 years old. I was naïve as hell. That was my first real, and I mean real adult, relationship. I've grown up so much since that relationship started, and ended, that I don't know if I truly know to be in a healthy adult relationship. What the fuck does that mean? Healthy relationship? That's so fucking oxymoron if I've ever heard one.

The rules have changed. When I was younger the dude didn't need much. We were both just starting out so while we had standards, they weren't placed as high as they are now. I'm in my mid-twenties. The time when it was acceptable to fall in love/like with the bad boy that stays in his grandmother/mother's basement, sells weed and had a big dick, is over.

Ok, maybe if he had a big dick, but he has to at least have a job!


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"Did you think I wasn't gonna turn up for the motherfucking Southside?"

I. Am. In. Love. With. Trinidad. James.

NORM!

Everyone's seen at least one episode of Cheers (I happen to be watching all of the seasons right now, currently in Season 10), so you know when Norman Peterson walks into the bar they yell, "Norm"! Well I have a bar exactly like that...

Shit I've found on the Internet

Was fluffing around on the web and came across these pictures...thought I'd share.

Most of the pictures I copped from these tumblr's:
Afro Erotik and Black Erotica



















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Ladies who once ruled the world...

Below I posted a couple of my favorite old school black women. Beauty like this hasn't been around in a while

Good 'ol Eartha





The Classic Dorothy Dandridge








Leona Horne








Diahanna Carroll








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Introducing Ryleigh Rochelle

Here's my lil pooper scooper that I call Ryleigh Ro.

We Having Babies, Bitch

Reporting live from Beaumont Hospital! My baby cousin, 16 years old but that's another story, is having her daughter! Her name is Riley, or Mackenzie or something-we're still debating about the name. She says Riley Michelle... Which I think is a horrible fucking name. I say either Mackenzie Nicole, Riley Rochelle, or anything other than that horrible ass Riley Michelle.

Stay tuned!


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My home...not so much

I found a 3,400 sqft home with a 2 car garage w/ original wood floors 4 bdr 2 full & 2 1/2 bath in Rosedale Park for a whopping 18,500.

I hesitated, listened to my mom, and she convinced me to wait. I drive past the house all the time to mull over the possibilities and lust for the future, only to turn around and drive off to something that isnt mine.

The house is sold now, being assessed, and I can tally this up to yet another thing that is not mine.

SMH. My life has to start soon.


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Next Time I'll Be Sweeter- NOT!

Remember when I told u about my car prep/driver that proposed to his GF and she said no because she didn't like the way he proposed? Well, here's your update, and the $25,000 ring...



A 2ct stone with another ct & a half as accents. The first words out of my mouth when I saw it was, "This bitch is STUPID"!

Playing It Safe

I've been watching Grey's Anatomy for the past couple of days and all this love-y dove-y shit is getting to me.

Upcoming post

•Next time ill be sweeter...NOT!

• my future home

•getting my shit together.

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*Kanye Shrug* I Know What I Want

...but you niggas won't let my vagina be great! Let it be awesome!




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Roomies|Friends|Lovers

So I'm watching this series on YouTube named RoomieLoverFriend (go check it out). There is a scene where Tamiko flies into a jealous rage because she heard her Roomie/Lover/Friend Jayson having loud and orgasmic sex with another woman barely 48 hours after they had sex AND let the chick eat some food that she sat aside for him to eat. She goes off and he grabs her and throws her on the couch to restrain her, then they start to making out. Of course this led to sex, because that's what Roomie/Lovers/Friends do!
Anyway, it got me to reminiscing. I miss that cakey shit
*Cue J-Nash: Cupcaking*

The AUDACITY of some hoes

As you already know, Claude and I are fairly good friends. We talk; occasionally (if he gets a signal). We see each other; sometimes. Not as strong as I would like it to be, but nothing near the, "fuck you and yo bitch" type of relationship.

About two weeks ago I was FaceTime-ing with him and I asked him, "Since we ain't fucking or anything like that, why the hell are we still secretive friends? I'm not your girlfriend so you can't call me 3am Girlfriend anymore. Lol"

I'm not sure if the nigga forgot I could see his face or what, because he opened his eyes wide, furrowed his eyebrows, bit his bottom lip, then sighed,

"She doesn't like you"

I was confused. If I'm not mistaken she won. She got the guy, the baby, the family (love his mom and miss his middle Brother), the friends, the house, the bed (which was the most comfortable fuvking bed) AND my motherfucking Seasons 1-3 of Psyche (I want my shit). How the fuck do you have the audacity to dislike ME?! Smh.

The nerve of simple bitches.

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Something new, something old, something new, something old...AGAIN

I think married men is possibly becoming a recurring theme in my life...

When I was in middle school there was this guy named Jeff C. He was the bees knees. We happened to get close when we were younger and he up and disappeared. Found out a couple of weeks later that he moved to VA. Fast forward to June 2007-

The Common Denominator

As I previously stated, two of my friends were talking. I say "were" bec they're no longer talking, but more on that situation later. For the sake of saving face and also make the story easier to tell Im going to refer to him as, Blue, and her as, Sheesh. Got it? Good.

Upcoming Topic

Jeff; the other not-so-married man


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True Life: I Have an Addiction To GroupOn Deals

I get so happy when I get those damn emails. I've bought so much unnecessary shit from that damn site. I bought one of those idiotic telephone things. I don't even know why I bought that shit. I make fun of people when I see them use it public, but I couldn't ignore it only being $12. I've also bought an iLuv iPod dock for like 20 bucks. It's ridiculous.

Below is a picture of all of the unnecessary shit I just NEEDED to buy




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Talking Dirty After Dark

I know I gave you a brief synopsis of Married Man; here's a more detailed story.

He and I really hit it off when we met. Talking all day-everyday and engaging in ACTIVE conversation. He was sexy as fuck with the cutest dimples and had an unbelievable personality. Finding that we have damn near everything in common and we know a lot of the same people. Shit was great.

Just as most people when they're getting to know each other, they start telling secrets. It's crucial when starting a relationship that you let them in in order to bond with them. I told him about my past relationships, my family, my goals, and simply about me in general.

He happened to tell me he and his ex lived together because "3 months after they moved into the apartment, we broke up and instead of moving out, I'm just living here to help her on the rent. The lease is up in September and I'm moving out then. It's cool because we're on opposite schedules. When I get in she's asleep and when I wake up she's gone"... Since his nickname is Married Man, I think you already know that this was a lie.

As I said we were sharing secrets/interests and such so we happened to start talking about threesomes. I don't remember exactly how we got to this confession but he happened to tell me that he got head from a guy. Said he was horny and the dude ask so he let him. He said it was alight. I was flabbergasted but you can't call anyone out on that shit when you're in the confession stage. Anyway, sugar went to shit; found out he was married and that he was an all around liar.

When shit is good and people are all in like/love you never think about the shit that you tell people. I'm not saying be careful of what you say, but I'm saying be careful in how you treat people in general. You never want to piss off the person who knows that you put your dick in another man's mouth. *Kanye Shrug* #ImJustSaying

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The Best Thing to Happen to Pregnancy Prevention Since Birth Control

A couple of days ago I got a text from a friend who was panicking because the condom was lost inside her during sex.

Upcoming blog posts

I don't feel like typing on my computer or my phone but I have some things to say. Just so I don't forget...

-Pregnancy avoidance
-Pillow talk and it's side effects
-Common denominator in failed relationships.
-The awesome-ness of the new iPad. (Coming soon)

I'll probably write them tomorrow after I leave the Apple store.

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You ol stunting ass niggas

So I was getting sunflower seeds at the gas station (yeah I'm a nigga) & there happened to be a dude there trying to get on.

As an aside, I always get hollered at when I'm not at my best. When a bitch is flawless; niggas never holla.

Anyway, so he's like, "aye boo, you tryna ride in my Challenger". So I look, and it happened to be two other people with him and one other person had a Challenger, also. I asked him how many cylinders it was and he said, "Oh you wanna act like you know cars huh? You don't know anything about cars".

I have a strong interest in cars because my dad has restored a couple. When I was younger #oombestfriends cousin used to sit on the porch at night and used to guess the car after just seeing the headlights.

Anyway, I told him to start it up and it sounded shitty so I told him, "you have a 6 cylinder...it ain't shit unless its an 8" and the dude face dropped. The other Challenger laughed and I said, "you can't say much, yours is a rental" and left while both of their mouths were often.

I can change my oil, suck a dick, cut hair and cook dinner all in the same day. I'm pretty fucking self-sufficient and don't NEED a man; I want one, and that's a pretty big damn difference lol.


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Best Way to Get Over Someone?? Get Under Someone Else

Last Monday, my car prep/driver came in & was looking a little long in the face so I asked him what was wrong...

Anger Management

So I was talking to the homie and we were venting about work when she happened to mention going to a therapist to talk about all her disillusionment associated with her job. It made me think about the day when I told my mom that I needed anger management.

Do Something

These past couple of days I've been really wanting to do something out of the norm.

I REALLY want to: learn to speak French, blow glass, throw clay, take an alternative food cooking glass, take an art class, take a tantric sex class (had to get my full hippy on), go to London (saving towards that now-2015)

Life's too short. Why continue to do the same shit??

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Find the problem, and change accordingly

I am a pretty weird machine. I can empathize, understand, and shoot the shit with the best of them, but I believe my greatest attribute (depends on who you ask) is the ability to adapt.

I know you're like, "WTF is she taking about??" but check it. I have this saying, "recognize and change accordingly" and that's exactly what I do.

As I said in the previous post, I fucking HATE ambiguity. Like, don't be a bitch; say what you feel! I compute confusion as disrespect, and when some people get into "fight or flight" mode, I get into "fight and flight" mode. I get pissed, I go off, and then I say fuck it.

I hate mixed signals, so i have no qualms with asking someone, "What type of relationship is this", "Where is this going"? When I ask those questions, I want the truth so I can what?? Yes, you've got it; change accordingly. It's simple logic, you can't expect to have a functioning relationship (and I mean that in the most basic sense, "two or more people being connected) if neither people involved know wtf is going on.



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That's that shit I don't like

I hate when people are contradictory, ambiguous and simply not forthcoming with shit. Just tell it like it is. "I don't feel like going". "I think what we're feeling isn't mutual". "You're not the only person but I like kicking it with you". "I don't feel like being on the phone". "What we had has run its course". If you feel any of those are too harsh, well soften the blow with some flowery language. Just don't be on bullshit...too fucking old to be on that middle school immature shit.

Just felt the need to rant.

Heard A Song Today

...and I was dragged back to September/October of '09. I had no choice but to smile while reminiscing those days. Especially whn listening to "Hyyerr"

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Music

I've been playing some songs on repeat as of right now... Below I've listed a couple.


Honorable Mention: French Inhale.

FISCAL!

Every year my job throws a party in celebration of another awesome year under our belts. Last year it was at Motor City, this year it was at the Fillmore. It was fucking awesome, I do think the venue was better last year, but the fact that I went to fiscal an assistant manager, knew a shit ton of ppl, and drank an obscene amount of alcohol topped all that.

Check out some pics below






















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Toronto!

Was the shit! Ate great food, met great ppl and had an awesome time making an international episode of the Cupcake & Chrissy show.

































































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