The foreshadows, afterthoughts and general ramblings of a passive-aggressive womanchild
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
3 years, 2 months, 1 week and 2 days ago
after all this time
after all this time
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Happy Blogaversary to me!!!
Not me!! But here I am 107 posts later. And while I can be pretty lazy with the timing of my entries and I probably won’t win any literary awards, I do think blogging has challenged me to be more introspective and has given me the creative outlet I so desperately needed.
More so than anything I am grateful for the chance to be a part of my community of talented blogger friends (Ginger, Lex, Jay, Nichole, Kenn and Rashad) who have made this site a much cheaper form of therapy. You “get” me and thank you for that. So for you and the other 3 people that read this nonsense do me a favor and let me know what some of your favorite posts were this year.
And please continue to comment. This is after all a purely ego driven endeavor so I need to know you are out there. And that you like me….you really really like me.
Namaste.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Frivolous Saturday Fun
Here are my new "virtual alter-egos" from Face Your Manga.
The site has lots of different combinations for hair, face features and clothes. I was able to get pretty close to my look even down to the "beauty mark" on my cheek. I think I would look kinda hot in a alternative cartoon universe. What do you think? Be sure to send me yours.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
pequeño bebé del feliz cumpleaños!!
And while you may be 7000 miles away from us now please know that you are never far from our hearts. A bridge over trouble waters for you we will be..today and always.
Let's hope the Taliban gives you a break today. xoxox
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Gone to the great casting call in the sky
How sad and ironic is it that they were in the process of filming a movie together with Samuel Jackson.
Let's hope we don't lose him too. :(
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Put up or Shut up
Barber was a decent looking man in his 50s who seemed to exude some sort of wisdom (too much sangria+ silliness= old man exuding wisdom), which got my inquisitive mind to wonder. When did he become a “sperm shooter”? I assumed that not only would tell me he had been happily married for 20 years but he would graciously bless me with all the secrets to not only a blissful union but perhaps finding the right man for myself. Instead, we all let out an audible gasp when he said that he not only has never been married but has been in 8 year relationship and is just now getting to the point where he could “possibly” be ready for marriage. WTF! So of course we go into full “subject dissect” mode to find out what gives.
He starts to sweat as he searches for the words. He goes on and on about while he loves her and always has there are things a man needs to do mentally to be ready for such things. He even pulled the race card (his girlfriend is white) by telling us that a black man has the added pressures of the world…blah blah blah... and sometimes these things take time. Really? You don’t say?
Sunday, August 3, 2008
words on paper.
words on paper.