http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mt1vUsODKbE

I am so friggin happy to see the come to fruititio I could do a back flip. I present for the intellectually starving.

I don't know why I'm up so late. It's after 11. I should have been in bed hours ago.  Blah blah. Man, right now I am really feeling Lupe. It's the music, the lyrics, the image. It's the whole package. I admit, I was very leery for a while because I'm Black and you know we trust nothing new.  But I'm loving his album. Especially cause i'm listening to it on the Zune I got for my earth day. I got it the night before we flew to Nassau, but really didn't have a chance to play with it until we got back last week. I mean, after all, when you're in paradise, what do you need a Zune? Anyway, here:
this is the music i'm feeling right now. I'm really blogging because I want everyone to check out my BFF's new album
  http://www.myspace.com/thirstyfishmusic.
He's the head under the squid.  So two my 2 readers. Go buy. Support black ppl and an asian. School starts monday and I am SO ready. Just think, soon enough ya'll be saying, I knew Dr Ria when she was just Ria. Now she's all doctory. lol. whatever. I go get my new glasses tomorrow. OR at least have the eye exam. I know. Big f'n doo. But i hope they can have them ready right away. I'm blind and my eyes hurt and i've no clue where my other ones are. The frames i'm getting are funky. They're green on the inside. I'll have to take a pic when I get them. If I ever find my friggin digi. I misplaced it before we moved in NOVEMBER. Now, I feel as if life has stopped. It's cool. I'm thinking I will just purchase one of those Kodak ones that come with the instant photo printer in a week or so. Have you noticed how Kodak ink is severly less expensive than everyone else? That, makes it worth my while.
So the bahamas were quite good to me and my now brown skin. Yum. I DID NOT want to return, but alas, we have things to do. We spent 2 and a half weeks there. ok, 2 weeks 2 days. Of PTO! When did life get so good to me. I guess it always was, but I kept ignoring it. I've got three more countries to visit before September. So what if you spent hundreds of $$ on a purse with someone else's name on it? I'm world class in my hand me down Pumas. You know, I don't tink I could be more happy than I am right now. I just feel good. All the time. I got my go go go go go go go go go go gadet flow going on right about now. What's my secret? Well, The Secret is.

I am quiter. I love to start things, projects, programs, functions, books, websites, scrapbooks. I love to initiate and in fact I've been told on more thatn one occasion, I am an excellent motivator. But after a while, I loose interest, and I'm done. According to Maya astrology, once I find my comfort zone in whatever it is I am seeking, I feel no need to continue in my drive. I grow lazy and lethargic. Amazing. So all I have to do is find what will keep me interested....

I can't believe I cut my hair this time. Dumbass.

sho, dis iz luuuvvv..hm mm uhm mmmm,sho dis izz luuuv......mm, mmmm, uhm mmm.... you know the song cinderella sings in her head while dancing with prince charming for the first time.

that's been on repeat in my brain since Sun came down to greet me. and it's all for love. the three job plus overtime thing. the paying all my bills thing. the scrubbing my ous on saturday morning, make brk fst,lnch n dinnr. tha, no slp. wke rly n pilaticise, cffine mi azz up, drve bk n frth wth fll tnks of gas. tha, gt shit done thing. tha, put on cnclr to hd tha bgs ndr mi i's thing. tha, shp til ya drp, so it all fl's wrth it thing and wndr hw ths 20g + cllg ln is evr gn go awy thing.

y do yng flk thnk bng n adlt mns frdm? its qte tha opisit. bt, lv. LUV.<3. mks it all betta. peace.

I love, I mean I abosolutely L.O.V.E. when I find new music/musicians, and by new I me new to me because you, the non-conforming, uncommon, space traveling, supervillianous, anti-establishmentarian, revolutionary, myspacer may have already come across whatever it is I have discovered of late. So anyway, my most recent new favorite artist goes by the name of Janelle Monae and can be seen in the "Morris Brown"  Oukast music video. You can go to her web page janellemonae.com and learn all about her. I didn't even realize she sang initially. I just wanted to get a better view of that bang/bun thingie she's wearing because it's gorgeous  and I'd like to try another style other than twist or my fro on my 100% all nappy hair. Not too much more to say. Some of the other artist I came across this summer include Amy Winehouse and Corrine Bailey Rae.

Ok a quick moment of procrastination via blog before I'm off to study. Can i be honest? Seriously. I like to think myself a humble person. But I am very smug about one thing lately. My hair. I chopped off my precious locs last May, chopped it down to less than two inches and now, now, when twisted and with shrinkage in effect my hair hangs past my shoulders. I mean my hair grows so damn fast. Folks was trying to say it was pregnancy hormones. But I aint pregnant no more. A friend of mine has been wearing twists for a very long time but her's are the same length they were when i chopped mine off last year. I actually want to tell her I think she is twisting way too tight. I'll just have to find a nice way to do so....



In other news, I got my license bitches!!! Yes i'm 23. Yes, i've beeen driving without one for a while. Yes I should have gotten that shit taken care of a while ago, but why drive when everyone else can take you where you want to go? So I'm all legal now. But I got some acknowledgements to make.

Rashod, thanks for driving me everywhere even when you didn't want to. You have become an indeliable (whatever that means but it sounds good)  part of my life. Bernetta, thanks for all those nights you picked me up from Grinnell at midnight. I do ever so greatly apprecitate it. Mike P. thank you for taking me to the mall countless times and even volunteering to be my shopping buddy. And thanks for lugging me and my friends to the Sports Blast and the Barn whenever we were in need. King, thanks for driving me places whenever you had someone's car to drive around in even though... well you know. I think I mostly got a kick of riding around with you. Mom and Dad, thanks for driving all the way to C-dale to pick me up and take me back to the city even if it was only  for 2 days cause you know i much rather ride in a car than take the train. Mike E. Thank you ever so much for picking me up every single morning  in your newly acquired car just to make sure I actulaly went to class. And thank you for being the first to let me roll around in your car in the parking lot in front of your house so I too could eventually one day be a legally licensed driver in their near mid twenties just like you. Tamika, thanks for sharing the Crayola Toy with me especially that first ride home from the Alpha house ( I think it was Mike's b-day). I began to love it just as much as you. And last but not least, thank you Nyles, my dearly beloved for cursing me out in order to make me drive the Green Monster though I couldn't see over the steering wheel. For taking a chance and making me drive to Wal-Mart in every car you rented, for teaching me how to drive in the G-20 and telling me if  I wanted to get anywhere I had to get myself there and most of all, thanks for buying me a car, my very own Mitsubishi Galant, thereby forcing me to get my license because it's my only mode of transportation. Now I have no excuse for making you go grocery shopping with me. But I'll still call you home from work just so you can carry in the bags.

If I forgot you, i'm sorry. But know the ride(s) were appreciated.

I found out a friend of mine is now a Christian. I feel like this is my fault. Like if I would have called her more and been more of the friend I claim to be be she would still be on the path to righteousness. Then again, maybe she wasn't really on the path in the first place. I mean turning to Christianity is like wearing your old size five shoes though your clearly a eight now. That's just the way it is. It's an easy way out. Feed me blind lies to answer all my problems. It's that man of hers. I don't think he's Christian now, but i'm pretty sure he ran her that way. With his polygamous behaviors. "Nature of man" my ass. It's my nature to behave laciviously as well, but you don't see me humping every other thing breathing...Not anymore anyhow. It just makes me so mad. Like she lied to me. Faked the funk. I guess her funk was never that strong in the first place. Stinky was more like it. But true funk draws you to it. An aquired smell. An adversion at first, but you find yourself craving it more and more. She was just stinky which is probably why I didn't bother to answer my phone half the time. Boo.

So i'm going to loc my hair again. Or rather, it's locing and I've decided to leave it that way. The longer my loose hair got, the more I had to detangle it in order to keep it nice. Which requires time, time I'd rather spend with son or sleeping. That's me.

esoteric discussions of the happenstance nature repeat over themselves in the mind.
thier persistence keeps me from any attainable degree.
It's what got my panties off in the first place, the third and the fifty-first.
but the 54th:
five plus four equals nine and all you had to say was you loved me though you didn't want to;
you needed me to need you like you did I;
This was wrong,
quite forbidden.
promised to never go where we'd both like it to.
save the bullshit and esoteric rubbish.
This is the real.
the raw.
the natural human oil funk of It
not washed off.
and I said yes.
okay
let's be organic with artificial constructs.
you lust me and I'll have you and we'll sweat every night on top of each other.
during the day we'll be friends and smile at lovers.
during the day we'll feign and pain ourselves until it comes true.
friends with no benefits.
comrads with parameters.
lovers of the mind and no more.

I'm over It but i'm really not
because if I was I wouldn't write It.

You live for the pain.
I, for self-destruction.

if it really wanted to write, it'd be written
so he said with a chinky eye bl/glare
son  in the corner
nothing's been the same
since you came into me
all the beautiful things
i ever dreamed at night as a child
i feel sunshine in the rain

take a breath
for a moment
ground me
what's looking at from within

like computer profiles
the soul is the perfect image
of not what we think we SHOULD be
rather, everything we know we are
the gods and earths before Olufemi had a name
the two second universes from father's ureathra into mother's cosmos

The world is you & me & i's together
i & i's wide shut
like pictures in a frame
snapped still
trapped in time
to one moment
and stuck in the cause
don't let the cause darw you in
meet me at the market place
a promise made several dimesions before

but sister travels a different road now
with God she loves, knows, and is part of

I be waiting to be with the energy
that is my son
My son
a different childhood that's not my own childhood
it's like growing up all over again

to be con't...