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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Call me, "cold" but...

If I'm in a strictly sexual relationship I don't txt outside of, "when are you free", "whn can u meet up", and I find kissing too intimate. If we kiss, we go together.

It all stems from my fear of mono and other communicable diseases. In order for me to kiss you, I gotta trust/like you. So once again, if I kiss you, we go together.