Friday, January 27, 2006

Im hopeful

Today feels good.

I came to work horribly late.
I spoke to him last night and we agreed that we'd talk this weekend and get through my questions.
I'm not sure I still want to ask them.
I'm not even sure what they are, other that "Why?"

It's funy how baggage follows you. You finally decide to let it all go, but then it chases after you in the streets screaming " I'm here! I'm here! please don't forget me!"

Im punctuating too much.

See how you feel when the tables are turned?

Never test people. They always fail
--someone I tested who failed

Truth or cop-out?

I dont care. Today feels good.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Oh, yeah, one more thing...

Can you PLEASE turn in my DAMN recommendations before I dont get into any schools? they are already two weeks late! Why am I going through this over again?

Wednesday, January 25, 2006


I have a problem with you replying my emails if and when you choose and making me sound [read:feel] like some kind of psychotic stalker chick when you dont.

I have a problem with my time being wasted. I dont have time to spend on you. Hell, I have oodles of empty time, but I dont have time to use on you when you cant be bothered to use time on me.

I have a problem with you not caring. When you were out there on your own, I cared and I called and I made sure you were okay, and Iwas your company when you were bored or lonely. I was hte go-to woman for gifts for wifey but now all that is taken care of, and you have company now and the tables are turned and Im left standing in the cold.

I have a problem with you being profane. Screw it, i really am a prude and I dont want every other thing you say to include the word kpansh or gbensh or whatever other crass reference you choose to use. You are too cool and I am so into your [political] mind, but there are some things I dont want to be around because they bother me.

I have a problem with not being completely transparent. Why is it so taboo to say in english " i hate your guts" or "I met you yesterday, but I already want to jump your bones" or " we've been talking for two weeks and I really want to be your one".

I have a problem with seeing things through.


Im done. Off to a happy day.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006


Okay, Soul, i did it. I'm on blogger.

Now i have to deal with xanga separation anxiety. *sigh*

I think I'll do both for now...