i'm off to Disney guys! i shall take lots of pics... and participate in wholesome fun... and i haven't done that in years...
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
nigga... don't insult my smartness...
hey guys... i'm going to the happiest place on earth for Christmas (Disney)... and it's gonna be a blast... cause my baby cousins are gonna be there... and they freakin rock... not to mention they further help me realize that i will continue to put a ring in my cooter (birth control)... i mean... i love kids... as long as i can give them back...
so lets get to it...
so... i went to visit my friend Weaver the other day... i've known his since high school... good lookin dude... pretty nice place... ok car... NO FUCKIN GAME!!!!
after chillin at Weaver's apt for a while... i had to go potty (#1... i can only take a shit at a dudes house after i've known them for two years... weird... i know...) i handle my biz... wash my hands... grab a paper towel and dry my hands... and then proceed to put the paper towel in the trash can... (now his trash can was damn near empty... mind you...) and what do i see... to my surprise... a big ole' magnum condom... i laugh and shake my head and walk out the bathroom...
i walk over to Weaver and say... "looks like somebody got lucky last night..." he looked at me confused... i then said... "there's a magnum condom in your trash can..." and you know what this nigga says... "ah... man, that's my cousins..." smh... this nigga lives in a one bedroom... one bathroom apt... really... i mean... i really could care less that you're fuckin someone else... i mean... as you all know... i have a team... and some of them have had the pleasure... if you know what i mean (i hate when i rhyme...) i was like "Boo it's cool... you're using rubbers... that's all that matters..." LMAO... he was like, "i'm serious... he (his cousin) did her on the floor!" i was like... "NIGGA DON'T INSULT MY SMARTNESS!!!"
like my man Riley says... game Recognize game
so lets get to it...
so... i went to visit my friend Weaver the other day... i've known his since high school... good lookin dude... pretty nice place... ok car... NO FUCKIN GAME!!!!
after chillin at Weaver's apt for a while... i had to go potty (#1... i can only take a shit at a dudes house after i've known them for two years... weird... i know...) i handle my biz... wash my hands... grab a paper towel and dry my hands... and then proceed to put the paper towel in the trash can... (now his trash can was damn near empty... mind you...) and what do i see... to my surprise... a big ole' magnum condom... i laugh and shake my head and walk out the bathroom...
i walk over to Weaver and say... "looks like somebody got lucky last night..." he looked at me confused... i then said... "there's a magnum condom in your trash can..." and you know what this nigga says... "ah... man, that's my cousins..." smh... this nigga lives in a one bedroom... one bathroom apt... really... i mean... i really could care less that you're fuckin someone else... i mean... as you all know... i have a team... and some of them have had the pleasure... if you know what i mean (i hate when i rhyme...) i was like "Boo it's cool... you're using rubbers... that's all that matters..." LMAO... he was like, "i'm serious... he (his cousin) did her on the floor!" i was like... "NIGGA DON'T INSULT MY SMARTNESS!!!"
like my man Riley says... game Recognize game
Monday, December 15, 2008
weekend... BORING!!!!!
well not totally... my weekend was chill... caught up on some sleep and laundry...
so friday... i went to Jaspers... one of my friends from middle school was having a little birthday party... i've stood him up for like the past two months... every time he'd be like "Tiff! I'm throwin a party!!!" i'd be like... "ah... i'll try to make it through..." and he and i both knew that was a damn lie... so when he told me about his b-day get together... i had to go... plus... it's right down the street from my house...
so i arrive at Jaspers... and i see a few of my middle school classmates... even my middle school crush... Brian... (singing... back in the day when i was young i'm not a kid anymore...) now back in the day... Brian was fine brotha... i mean FINE... every girl wanted to sit next to him on the school bus... including me... but Brian would never give me the time of day... he was even kinda mean to me at times... but any who... i hadn't seen Brian in about 11 or 12 years... and i can honestly say... that attractive young man i once knew... was now an aged... smoked out hasbeen... he looked terrible...
Brian walked over to the side of the bar i was sitting, and said... "Tiffany?" i smiled and said... "hi Brian..." i could tell by the look he gave me he was amazed at how a skinny flat chested pigeon toed girl could grow up to be an attractive woman with c cups and thick hips... him and i chopped it up for about 30 min with small talk... and then i told him i was about to leave... he was like... "well... can i walk you to your car..." i hesitantly said..."ah... i guess..." he walks me to my car, and ask can we talk for a little while longer... i agree... he gets in my car and was like... "Tiffany... have you ever looked at someone and knew they were the one for you..." (hell yeah... Common... he's my baby's daddy...) i give him this weird look... and he then says... "Tiffany... I want you to be my wife one day..." WTF?!?!?!??!
i didn't do a good job at holding my laughter... he gave me his number and asked if i could call him tomorrow... i smile and told him it was good seeing him... and fuck as naw i'm not callin his crazy ass...
this nigga has to have lost his damn mind...
BTW... McDonalds... stop the niggerdom... stop it now... it's just one of the many reasons i don't eat yall fuckin food... turd burglars...
so friday... i went to Jaspers... one of my friends from middle school was having a little birthday party... i've stood him up for like the past two months... every time he'd be like "Tiff! I'm throwin a party!!!" i'd be like... "ah... i'll try to make it through..." and he and i both knew that was a damn lie... so when he told me about his b-day get together... i had to go... plus... it's right down the street from my house...
so i arrive at Jaspers... and i see a few of my middle school classmates... even my middle school crush... Brian... (singing... back in the day when i was young i'm not a kid anymore...) now back in the day... Brian was fine brotha... i mean FINE... every girl wanted to sit next to him on the school bus... including me... but Brian would never give me the time of day... he was even kinda mean to me at times... but any who... i hadn't seen Brian in about 11 or 12 years... and i can honestly say... that attractive young man i once knew... was now an aged... smoked out hasbeen... he looked terrible...
Brian walked over to the side of the bar i was sitting, and said... "Tiffany?" i smiled and said... "hi Brian..." i could tell by the look he gave me he was amazed at how a skinny flat chested pigeon toed girl could grow up to be an attractive woman with c cups and thick hips... him and i chopped it up for about 30 min with small talk... and then i told him i was about to leave... he was like... "well... can i walk you to your car..." i hesitantly said..."ah... i guess..." he walks me to my car, and ask can we talk for a little while longer... i agree... he gets in my car and was like... "Tiffany... have you ever looked at someone and knew they were the one for you..." (hell yeah... Common... he's my baby's daddy...) i give him this weird look... and he then says... "Tiffany... I want you to be my wife one day..." WTF?!?!?!??!
i didn't do a good job at holding my laughter... he gave me his number and asked if i could call him tomorrow... i smile and told him it was good seeing him... and fuck as naw i'm not callin his crazy ass...
this nigga has to have lost his damn mind...
BTW... McDonalds... stop the niggerdom... stop it now... it's just one of the many reasons i don't eat yall fuckin food... turd burglars...
Friday, December 12, 2008
OMG... he read my blog...
so... i'm about to act like a total groupie right now... but this dude... top mack nigga showed me some mutha fuckin love!!!! i love this dudes shit... off the chain...
have a great weekend everyone! i'll be staying in bed and holdin my bible... holla...
Nola*
have a great weekend everyone! i'll be staying in bed and holdin my bible... holla...
Nola*
Thursday, December 11, 2008
tellum how you feel thursday...
*sidebar... went out on a date last night with nice look Ne-Yo.... food was cool... convo was great... and the weather wasn't to bad... i likes... not sure if he's my type just yet... but i do likes... i ran him off with my perfume... and it wasn't that he didn't like it... it was that he liked it to much... and though he might try to whip out big willie on me... but i don't do that on the first date... unless you're taking me to get sushi... LOL... no really... sushi or a $40 steak... i do have standards...*
- Texas Ranger isn't to happy with me... he called me twice last night when i was out with Ne-Yo... but i don't answer phone calls when i'm out with someone else... don't care how much you mean to me... i'm just glad he didn't ask me what i was doing... cause i just might have told him...
- people in my office are outbreak monkey's... and they look like this...
take your sick ass HOME!!!! and stop coming over to my damn desk asking me what i'm eating for lunch... and do i have any medicine... no fucktard i don't!!!! i am not you pusha!!!!
- if you are a booty call... and i forget to call you and wish you a happy birthday... why would you get upset... YOU'RE A FUCKIN BOOTY CALL!!!!! i don't care about your birthday... graduation... or you gettin a promotion at work... the only thing i care about is your penis... and making sure that it's clean and that it works... so no... i don't want to meet you at the bar for drinks... but i'll meet you at the hotel with condoms...
- why people keep sayin... "you know... gas prices are gonna go back up..." SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!" why are you gonna jinx a good thing... you know what... if they do go back up... i'm slap you in the face with a dirty diaper... ass master..
that's all for now folks... i'll holla!
Nola*
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
pro choice... pro life...
*sigh*
as you all know... i rarely write a serious blog... but today... i'm going to do something that's pretty serious... i'm going to support one of my friends as she gets an abortion...
now... while i do feel that abortion is not the best thing in the world to do... i do believe that it is a woman's choice to do what she feels is best for her life... and i know what all of you pro-life people are thinking... and yeah... to an extent it is selfish to only think of yourself when you have someones life in your hands... but it is one of the hardest choices to make... to have an abortion... i should know... i've been there before...
so today... i will hold my friends hand... listen to her if she needs to talk... or simply sit in a room... and watch re-runs of the hills...
yeah... tuff stuff...
as you all know... i rarely write a serious blog... but today... i'm going to do something that's pretty serious... i'm going to support one of my friends as she gets an abortion...
now... while i do feel that abortion is not the best thing in the world to do... i do believe that it is a woman's choice to do what she feels is best for her life... and i know what all of you pro-life people are thinking... and yeah... to an extent it is selfish to only think of yourself when you have someones life in your hands... but it is one of the hardest choices to make... to have an abortion... i should know... i've been there before...
so today... i will hold my friends hand... listen to her if she needs to talk... or simply sit in a room... and watch re-runs of the hills...
yeah... tuff stuff...
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
lots to tell...
i'm working on my blog about this weekend... don't worry... lots to tell... so hopefully it will be worth the small wait...
Nola*
Nola*
love the club... my size barbie... and the little penis...
pics shall be posted as soon as they come in...
*before i get this party started... i met a new guy this weekend... well... i met him about a year ago... but we exchanged numbers last week... and i likes... i really... really likes... he's sweet... we have GREAT conversation... he's a cop (well, that's not really a great thing... i do drugs... but not the hardcore ones... just the natural ones... but any who...) now to christen him with a nickname... i shall call him Ne-Yo... but he's a nice look Ne-Yo... not the balding one... now that's out the way... let's get to it*
Friday night... with that damn my size barbie...
let me give you the background on my size barbie... her and i went to college together... we ran in different circles... so we didn't speak to often... but two years after college... we started hanging out... now it's kinda hard to claim her as my "best friend" but i see us getting there... we relate on almost EVERYTHING... and she's super bousie (spell check that) just like me... any who...
barbie hits me up and wants to do dinner... so... we hit up my favorite spot... EVOLVE... barbie's home girl cupcake comes along with us (cupcake is a nice girl... just doesn't have much game when it comes to the fellas... but hey... she's cool beans...) we begin to eat... i get a cup of hot tea... it was fuckin FREEZING outside... barbie... get's a coke... cupcake... well that little hooker gets a STONG island... and when i say strong... i mean put some hair on your chest strong... and her little ass doesn't have a tolerance... and she starts embarrassing us at the bar... damn shame...
we then move onto to this little spot over in DuPont Circle... if you live in DC you know this is where all of the gays hang... which is cool... cause you're always gonna see some strange shit... now this is when i start getting drunk... and the following inappropriate statement comes out of my mouth... *sidebar... there was this gay bartender at the bar... he was talking about the O.J. case and said that he had it coming... mind you... O.J. did NOT go to jail for killing two white people... he got away with that... (yes... O.J. did it...) he went to jail cause he's a dumb ass... end sidebar*
i said the following... i don't know why white people are so made that he got away with killing two white people... ya'll have been lynching us for years... and yall got away with it... so we got two... ya'll got like a few million... slavery was a mo-fo...
i know... out of line... but he couldn't whoop me... so i can say what i want...
we then went to LOVE... now remember when i told yall i hate VIP sections of the club... well... guess were i found myself gallivanting... yep... in the VIP section of the club... and it was freakin awesome... got drunk... for free... and partied... for free... (barbie dates one of the owners...)
now here's where it all takes for the worse... we're leaving the club... barbie hits a curb... and gets two flats... luckily... a guy i use to talk to that went to college with me... was near by... and there was a 24hr tire place there as well... so we get two tires... and ole' boy winds up riding back to barbie's house with us... now i've never had sex with him for one reason... but at the time i couldn't remember why... but after we started kissin... i remembered... he had a little penis... a really little penis... i mean like toddler dick little penis... i told him i was tired... and then took my ass to bed... we woke up and i promised to call him later... which i didn't... cause i'm shallow... and i don't like toddler dick...
*before i get this party started... i met a new guy this weekend... well... i met him about a year ago... but we exchanged numbers last week... and i likes... i really... really likes... he's sweet... we have GREAT conversation... he's a cop (well, that's not really a great thing... i do drugs... but not the hardcore ones... just the natural ones... but any who...) now to christen him with a nickname... i shall call him Ne-Yo... but he's a nice look Ne-Yo... not the balding one... now that's out the way... let's get to it*
Friday night... with that damn my size barbie...
let me give you the background on my size barbie... her and i went to college together... we ran in different circles... so we didn't speak to often... but two years after college... we started hanging out... now it's kinda hard to claim her as my "best friend" but i see us getting there... we relate on almost EVERYTHING... and she's super bousie (spell check that) just like me... any who...
barbie hits me up and wants to do dinner... so... we hit up my favorite spot... EVOLVE... barbie's home girl cupcake comes along with us (cupcake is a nice girl... just doesn't have much game when it comes to the fellas... but hey... she's cool beans...) we begin to eat... i get a cup of hot tea... it was fuckin FREEZING outside... barbie... get's a coke... cupcake... well that little hooker gets a STONG island... and when i say strong... i mean put some hair on your chest strong... and her little ass doesn't have a tolerance... and she starts embarrassing us at the bar... damn shame...
we then move onto to this little spot over in DuPont Circle... if you live in DC you know this is where all of the gays hang... which is cool... cause you're always gonna see some strange shit... now this is when i start getting drunk... and the following inappropriate statement comes out of my mouth... *sidebar... there was this gay bartender at the bar... he was talking about the O.J. case and said that he had it coming... mind you... O.J. did NOT go to jail for killing two white people... he got away with that... (yes... O.J. did it...) he went to jail cause he's a dumb ass... end sidebar*
i said the following... i don't know why white people are so made that he got away with killing two white people... ya'll have been lynching us for years... and yall got away with it... so we got two... ya'll got like a few million... slavery was a mo-fo...
i know... out of line... but he couldn't whoop me... so i can say what i want...
we then went to LOVE... now remember when i told yall i hate VIP sections of the club... well... guess were i found myself gallivanting... yep... in the VIP section of the club... and it was freakin awesome... got drunk... for free... and partied... for free... (barbie dates one of the owners...)
now here's where it all takes for the worse... we're leaving the club... barbie hits a curb... and gets two flats... luckily... a guy i use to talk to that went to college with me... was near by... and there was a 24hr tire place there as well... so we get two tires... and ole' boy winds up riding back to barbie's house with us... now i've never had sex with him for one reason... but at the time i couldn't remember why... but after we started kissin... i remembered... he had a little penis... a really little penis... i mean like toddler dick little penis... i told him i was tired... and then took my ass to bed... we woke up and i promised to call him later... which i didn't... cause i'm shallow... and i don't like toddler dick...
this is me... the morning after... not pretty...Nola*
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
sometimes... i can suck as a friend...
bestie and i got into an email argument... at first i felt she was just bein a bitch... but... after the email exchange went on... i realized i haven't been as great a friend to her... as she has been and is to me...
the following horoscope sparked it off...
Small Straws In A Soft Wind by Marsha Burns -- December 3, 2008:
You, beloved, have again been reproached through the disappointment and disapproval of others. This has brought a sense of condemnation and a subtle, vague impression of guilt and shame. Take the time and make a conscious effort to roll away this reproach from you because it is an attack of the devil and a curse against you. Rise up in the reality of My love for you and refuse to allow this attack to bring you down, says the Lord.
Psalms 119:22 Remove from me reproach and contempt, for I have kept Your testimonies.
bestie is a big horoscope reader... and truth be told... as far as she's concerned... the ones she comes across applies to her life... and whatever situation she may be going through at that time... it's actually kind of scary... mine always be like... "you will meet someone interesting today..." i meet interesting people everyday asshole... thanks for confirming it will happen again today... tell me some shit i don't know... like "the guy you meet today is not good in bed... so don't sleep with him..." but any who...
i have a tendency to give my opinion when it's not needed... but it's because i feel like i'm helping the situation... even though i'm really not... and today... bestie let me know it... and then tore me a new one...
while i know some of the things she said were out of anger... i hope... i will say that i did need to hear them...
as a friend i'm not suppose to judge you, or tell you what's right or wrong... i'm suppose to support you... and be there for you... ~bestie
while my intentions we're good... the avenue's that i have taken in expressing my concern about the choices bestie has made for her life were not... i've been judgemental, instead of supportive... at times i've made her feel guilty instead of allowing her understand her own decisions and simply be there for her as she works through them... all in all... in many aspects... i've sucked as a friend...
and bestie... I really do apologize for treating you like that... i mean it... i was wrong... i understand why you feel the way you do... and i'm not going to treat you like that anymore... i love you.. you know that... and thanks for loving me despite of myself... and no i'm not crying... i'm cutting onions... at work... lol...
Tiffany*
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
tellum how you feel tuesday...
it's that time again... yall get to hear my bitchin about shit i do not feel is very ill... not ill at all kind fellows... not ill at ill (ill means good for all of you cute special people)
*dressing up to go to the club sucks... if i could go in sweat pants and some crocks i would... i'm very big on comfort... stilettos and a mini skirt while being shit faced is not very comfortable... NBA socks and an adidas jump suit is... clubs should think about changing their dress code...
*VIP sections are only made for people who are insecure about their social status in the real world... now mind you... from time to time i've been invited to the VIP section... or a table... but that's because there is free booze there... when i want to party... i'm going to the "everybody and they mama" section... to me...the VIP section is filled with people standing around trying to figure out how much each other's fit cost...
*i can't stand people that talk to much... and don't know that they talk to much... hates dem fuckers with a passion... sometimes when i'm talking... i'll even pause and say... "am i talking to much" just to make sure i'm not talking to much... cause the sh!t that runs through my mind when people talk to much is diabolical... no really... pure fuckin evil...
*why every time i say i don't like something... some fuck-face responds... "why you hatin..." WTF!!!! just because i don't like something doesn't mean i'm hatin'... it just means i don't like it... i have nothing against cucumbers... i just don't want them in my salad... sheesh...
*you should not buy your 12 year old a victoria's secret laptop bag for the following reason...
-they come with jack rabbit and condoms...
-they teachers at school will think she's a hooker... but she's trying to look smart and better herself with her laptop...
you might as well have her wear some pants that say "juicy" on the butt... just so there's no confusion...
That's all for now my peoples...
Nola*
*dressing up to go to the club sucks... if i could go in sweat pants and some crocks i would... i'm very big on comfort... stilettos and a mini skirt while being shit faced is not very comfortable... NBA socks and an adidas jump suit is... clubs should think about changing their dress code...
*VIP sections are only made for people who are insecure about their social status in the real world... now mind you... from time to time i've been invited to the VIP section... or a table... but that's because there is free booze there... when i want to party... i'm going to the "everybody and they mama" section... to me...the VIP section is filled with people standing around trying to figure out how much each other's fit cost...
*i can't stand people that talk to much... and don't know that they talk to much... hates dem fuckers with a passion... sometimes when i'm talking... i'll even pause and say... "am i talking to much" just to make sure i'm not talking to much... cause the sh!t that runs through my mind when people talk to much is diabolical... no really... pure fuckin evil...
*why every time i say i don't like something... some fuck-face responds... "why you hatin..." WTF!!!! just because i don't like something doesn't mean i'm hatin'... it just means i don't like it... i have nothing against cucumbers... i just don't want them in my salad... sheesh...
*you should not buy your 12 year old a victoria's secret laptop bag for the following reason...
-they come with jack rabbit and condoms...
-they teachers at school will think she's a hooker... but she's trying to look smart and better herself with her laptop...
you might as well have her wear some pants that say "juicy" on the butt... just so there's no confusion...
That's all for now my peoples...
Nola*
Monday, December 1, 2008
forgot a few people on the b-day shot out...
so... one of my friends... reminded me i forgot a few people on the shot out...
Da Jewel... thanks for taking me to lunch... and buying me the Tiffany's charm... i love you... one day we're going to be great friends... it's going to hurt... but one day we will... i guess...
Young Boi... also... thanks for the Tiffany's charm... you're great... i'm not the one for you... i know you're in love with me... but it's not gonna happen... neva... but you're a sweetie face... and i wuv u so...
thanks again folks... i just finished a spinning class... and i now have a date with mr. sandman...
swalla!
Nola*
Da Jewel... thanks for taking me to lunch... and buying me the Tiffany's charm... i love you... one day we're going to be great friends... it's going to hurt... but one day we will... i guess...
Young Boi... also... thanks for the Tiffany's charm... you're great... i'm not the one for you... i know you're in love with me... but it's not gonna happen... neva... but you're a sweetie face... and i wuv u so...
thanks again folks... i just finished a spinning class... and i now have a date with mr. sandman...
swalla!
Nola*
the b-day weekend...
Nov. 23... i turned 25... and it went a little something like this...
-Friday... Nov. 21...
bestie and i went out to Evolve ... my favorite spot... it's always a pleasure being with her... she's my mini buddha as you all know... it was cold as Eskimo balls outside... i had the shrimp and spinach soup... crab cakes... and a cup of hot tea... (with cream and honey...) deeeeelish! bestie had the crab cakes... then Markee showed up... i wuv him... he's the best... Markee asked us what we were doing after dinner... we looked at each other... and realized we were in no way dressed for shenanigans... plus we both has a long day... and were pretty tired... so we decided to take it in...
-Sat. Nov. 22...
woke up... looked in the mirror... licked my lips... and realized how sweet it is to be me... LOL!
daddy bust in the door singing happy birthday... and had my present upstairs... i reminded him that my birthday isn't until tomorrow (the 23rd)... he then scrambles to hide my gift again... (he's so special...) mom ask what my plans are for today... i told her that bestie won't tell me... cause she's a doo doo head... (but i wuv her little doo doo head...)
bestie takes me to get a message... but not just any message... it was a Reiki message... AMAZING... there's not a lot of rubbing involved... but it really helps you to be in turn with your inner heart (or your spirit) and the universe (or God... or whatever higher being you believe in)... you do have to focus... (there were times throughout the message i started singing luke base music... HYDROLICS!)
i then met up with bestie at bottom boo's house... and all my friends were there... (and when i say all my friends... i mean bestie and bottom boo... and that's it...) bestie then kidnapped me for like 4 hrs... and rode me around the city... we stop at Pentagon City... pick up a couple dresses... and then went to get coffee... cause we were super tired... then bestie took me onto this street... a super dark street... i told her i did not feel like getting ass raped right now... i wasn't drunk enough yet... we walk in to this spa (that had no business being there... it was super cute) and in the back... there was a POLE PARTY!!!!! Freakin rocked... a couple of my girls were there... we acted like total whores... total dirty whores... Gabby was the best whore of them all... she won a free pedicure... yeah for being whores with pretty toes!!!!
ran into a few problems... but we eventually made it to Layla... WACK ASS CLUB!!!! but any ways... Texas Ranger was there... and Mr. Fishy (that's bestie's former love... their going to get married... cause that's what makes me happy...) i kicked it with Texas... then went to his place... and all i can say... is that i brought my birthday in that way it should be brought in... with the ones that i love the most...
Sun. Nov. 23...
Nicole and Deanna took me to The Park... then to Current... and got me drunk to the point that i called "earl" on the way home... and yeah... that's what i call friendship... i'm going to take you out... get you drunk to the point you get sick... ride you around to a bunch of places you don't want to go... and even when you beg me to take you home... i'm gonna take you to a bunch of clubs... freakin awsome!
so... to all of the people who helped me to bring in my 25th right... love you guys... more than you know...
-Friday... Nov. 21...
bestie and i went out to Evolve ... my favorite spot... it's always a pleasure being with her... she's my mini buddha as you all know... it was cold as Eskimo balls outside... i had the shrimp and spinach soup... crab cakes... and a cup of hot tea... (with cream and honey...) deeeeelish! bestie had the crab cakes... then Markee showed up... i wuv him... he's the best... Markee asked us what we were doing after dinner... we looked at each other... and realized we were in no way dressed for shenanigans... plus we both has a long day... and were pretty tired... so we decided to take it in...
-Sat. Nov. 22...
woke up... looked in the mirror... licked my lips... and realized how sweet it is to be me... LOL!
daddy bust in the door singing happy birthday... and had my present upstairs... i reminded him that my birthday isn't until tomorrow (the 23rd)... he then scrambles to hide my gift again... (he's so special...) mom ask what my plans are for today... i told her that bestie won't tell me... cause she's a doo doo head... (but i wuv her little doo doo head...)
bestie takes me to get a message... but not just any message... it was a Reiki message... AMAZING... there's not a lot of rubbing involved... but it really helps you to be in turn with your inner heart (or your spirit) and the universe (or God... or whatever higher being you believe in)... you do have to focus... (there were times throughout the message i started singing luke base music... HYDROLICS!)
i then met up with bestie at bottom boo's house... and all my friends were there... (and when i say all my friends... i mean bestie and bottom boo... and that's it...) bestie then kidnapped me for like 4 hrs... and rode me around the city... we stop at Pentagon City... pick up a couple dresses... and then went to get coffee... cause we were super tired... then bestie took me onto this street... a super dark street... i told her i did not feel like getting ass raped right now... i wasn't drunk enough yet... we walk in to this spa (that had no business being there... it was super cute) and in the back... there was a POLE PARTY!!!!! Freakin rocked... a couple of my girls were there... we acted like total whores... total dirty whores... Gabby was the best whore of them all... she won a free pedicure... yeah for being whores with pretty toes!!!!
ran into a few problems... but we eventually made it to Layla... WACK ASS CLUB!!!! but any ways... Texas Ranger was there... and Mr. Fishy (that's bestie's former love... their going to get married... cause that's what makes me happy...) i kicked it with Texas... then went to his place... and all i can say... is that i brought my birthday in that way it should be brought in... with the ones that i love the most...
Sun. Nov. 23...
Nicole and Deanna took me to The Park... then to Current... and got me drunk to the point that i called "earl" on the way home... and yeah... that's what i call friendship... i'm going to take you out... get you drunk to the point you get sick... ride you around to a bunch of places you don't want to go... and even when you beg me to take you home... i'm gonna take you to a bunch of clubs... freakin awsome!
so... to all of the people who helped me to bring in my 25th right... love you guys... more than you know...
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