Thursday, January 31, 2008

pursuit of happyness. .

Soooo. I got the phone call from laura yesterday
morning letting me know that I am now an official
employee of the dept of health and human services.
effective friday feb. 1st, ill be an official sr. office
assistant... hold the applause lol.
The funniest part about it was that the night
before I had a slight epiphany of understanding, and
I finally started to understand that maybe not all
things will go the exact way I want them to. I've
written before that I have a positive outlook on
almost everything, and that kinda jades my view
of things that just aren't meant for me. So after
I had a talk with my mom about maybe taking an
approach to things different, I had a semi mind
lapse and a lost sense of reality. And then, just like
that, I felt better and understood not everything
is in my hands.
I got a text from my pop later that night letting
me know that everything would be fine, and I was
favored.. the next morning, I get the gig lol. Tell
me that aint faith at work at its best. So I start
tomorrow, and I'm happy about it.

blessed and paying attention to positive attraction
in 08' behbeh

Monday, January 28, 2008

.not yet

Haven't gotten the call from the county yet, but I
have faith that its gonna come within the next day
or 2. Still keep me in your prayers!

I stubbed my toe hella tough today, dropped the
treadmill I was moving into the guest room right on
the big toe.. junk is on fiyah!!! Dang!

That's it, that's all. Finally stopped raining!!!

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Friday, January 25, 2008

So I'm in the process of going thru negotiations wit
myself on writing a book. I decided on the topic of
course, to be about relationships in this day in age.
Seeing as its a totally different style, a totally
new mindset, and a totally new way of messing up
the game of love, it made it easy to dissect. I've
decided the book will be called "all facades aside",
and it will examine the ups and downs, confusion
and simplicity that the game brings nowadays, as
we all have seen or experienced.
I just feel too strongly on how easy people can
allow themselves to be thrown to the wolves in
the relationship game not to, and too many people
have too many questions on it. I am definitley not
saying these will be the answers, as I'm no doctor,
but ill be damned if I haven't experienced and seen
enough to form an educated opinion. Its an exciting
thing to spark up a convo about, the problems we
as people have within our relationships these days,
so why not throw my two pennies on the table!!

lets get it!

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Friday, January 18, 2008

Gimme 3!

Ok so the question of the day:

What 3 movie characters from any movie would you be if you could?

1. Mike Lowry (Bad Boys)- Came from money, had the clothes, the clean cut, the ladies, the luxury cars. Man Mike had it all!. And he was a cop to match. Will Smith had a clean swag playing Mike Lowry from bad boys.. anybody memba the running scene in the first one? you woulda thought this brotha could run a 4.1 the way he caught up wit a moving car to save his boy. LOL. And then the scene where he was driving in bad boys 2 chasin the Haitians?? money had bars on the steering wheel. Mike Lowry coulda been a superhero. period dot.Image Hosted by ImageShack.us

2. Bleek Gilliam (Mo' betta blues)- Bleek had that ultimate type swag, fully equipped with the knowledge of an instrument. Could play the panties off of a woman, at the same time be the sensitive brotha. Yea bleek had women problems, and yea he had a shotty manager who had a gambling problem, but thru it all he still was a strong cat. I love how he articulates, even when hes clowning someone. " Why you bringing confusion into my home Clarke?" HAHA..Of course attribute Denzel playing the part to Bleeks existence but still, Bleek Gilliam was a beast. I could relate to him ina sense cause his first love was his music, and then after that everything else came. Gwon Bleek!Image Hosted by ImageShack.us

2. Darius Lovehall (Love Jones)- The Renaissance brotha from the windy city could do it all. Had knowledge of music, could spit poetry, knew his artists, and even rode a motorcycle! not a bike, chopper, but some old honda lookin thang, that created the illusion the brotha was a classic soul. Yea, he and Nina had their issues, but ultimately the realization that she made him better was too much to handle. Lovehall had that swag also, real smooth brotha who didnt have to say much to get his point across.Image Hosted by ImageShack.us

So those are my 3. Who would YOU be?

Thursday, January 17, 2008

crushes, jobs, and the routine

I used to have a big crush on Gina from martin, lol
I just felt the need to expose my old school crush.
yea she had a big head, but she was so great to her
man lol. She was a ride or die chick before that was
even thought about. Here's to Gina Waters/Payne,
she was my first major crush, and yea. LOL

I got an interview for a manager in training position next week, should
be interesting! I needa ask questions when I'm there so I'm in the
process of
thinking about those questions. The interview is for
Farmers insurance, so cross ya fingas and toes fa
me! and any pointers, I'm always open ears.

off to the poetry spot I go tonight, and then of
course, to the club to do the usual work.

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Tuesday, January 15, 2008

..Ive been tagged


So I've been tagged by my cousin pretty black. I gotta tell 7 things about me that most wont know. HA. Well here goes.

1. When I was 6 years old I broke my wrist running away from a whoopin. I had done something dumb, like usual when I was a youngin, big head and fast as the wind, or at least I thought. So pops, comes home, and mommas in the den talkin to him about it. At first I think hes playin about whippin ma ass, but as he swooshes the belt outta each and every loop within a second, I realized it was a wrap. So I began to run and wildly pursue my freedom from the wrath of "maid merrian" (my dad had an old army rope that was short and put welts on ass cheeks somethin tough, appropriately named "maid merrian"...I never looked at robin hood the same), but as I cut the corner to freedom, amazingly the big ole wooden oak table was in the way. **CRACK** goes the wrist, down goes frazier (Eric..) and out come the tears.. I think i told all my kindergarten friends I got ina fight and broke it, but alas, it was only from an attempted whoopin.

2. I listen to pretty much anything, and know the words to most songs. even rock. Ive been known to bump Led Zeppelin something tough in my quiet times, and oddly, it calms me down. The jazzy, r&b influence that Jimmy page and John bonham gave off in their beats give me the inclination that they really knew about music. And Robert plant separates any disbelief that he didnt have a swag way back then. Call it what ya want, acid music, weird ish, but I call it pure music. So if you see my drivin down the street and maybe hear a clean rift comin out the windows, don't be surprised.

3. I twitch in my sleep, so Ive been told.. but not like small twitches, real snappy ones. No clue why. I was told that most people do, but mine are like hard snaps. Never has affected me, but I have been told that its kinda scary when I just jerk outta nowhere.

4. I have a fear of failure, which is one reason I have a slight fear of flying(not in a plane, but taking risks). Its even played into other facets, for example women. Most people don't assume I would ever be shy, but I used to have a real problem approaching females, and would just charge it to the game and keep it pushing instead of going for the gold. Funny, it still lingers today, even though my confidence has boosted 10 fold. I still to this day don't really do the initial spark of conversation with women, it comes in a different package of course cause I'm just an extrovert, so I can talk to anyone really. But there is still a timid nature in the approach. So for those of you who read this and think, "he think he got game..." In all reality, I'm not as open as you think I am. And its not a facade.

5. I have an OCD when it comes to shirts and inner sleeve seams.. its the weirdest thing I think I have ever done. but if you take a tshirt, and feel the inside of the sleeve on the little doubled up thread, MAN. I can be caught toying with those things on almost any of my tshirts. People probably don't notice it at all, but if your ever around me and see me just picking at my shirt, and REALLY focused on it, you know that's my OCD.

6. I can sing. rarely in front of people, never when I'm asked to do it, but I can actually sing okay. Not American idol, not able to get a contract, but just good enough to be like, hmm. The baritones good for something besides puttin people to sleep when I talk to them on the phone I guess.. Oh that's another thing, I tend to mumble sometimes. I have too much bass and not enough treble in my voice. It gets annoying when people say "huh?" to me, so I really have to articulate my words when trying to be heard. Speech impediment? NO. Just a deep voice LOL.

7. Ive never been remotely close to being in love with a lady. thru 2,3 girlfriends, I haven't grown those feelings. Maybe attributed to my security block on my heart, fear of being hurt, or overall young mind, its never come into my emotions to actually feel like I was in love with my significant other. Definitely something that I hope to change of course, as looking back on previous endeavors I can only say that they were setups for ultimately a good relationship. Thru every year I mature a little more, and I'm sure the first step to understanding what I want from the love I end up giving will be the equivalent of what I see on a daily basis poured from my father to my mother, and also realizing that its okay to put my guard down.


.. WELL there it is. A little bit about me ya might not know.

..I'm taggin all yall, no one is spared

Monday, January 14, 2008

. Americas... Team....?

Yea yea I know I know the cowboys lost. whatever. spare me with all the shit talking, all the "so whassup now!".. I dont wanna hear it. I invested some good life hours into this season, all for none.. DANG!

On a brighter note, my friends are better after the drunk driving incident. Im happy from that.

Now I go back to my little corner to sulk some more and find out a way to tryout for the dallas cowboys to ensure this doesnt happen next year.


.. its ok T.O. .. dont cry.