So, can nobody actually READ anymore? 

I'm not sure they can...  I mean, seriously...  There are signs all around us, right out in the open.  Open your friggin' eyes!!! 

Case in point:  My "About Me" section on my profile says, and this is a direct quote, "Life's simply too short to waste time and energy on stupidity."  "I hold no high opinion or regard for thugs, playas, pimps,  goons, or the like.  If you fit any of those categories, don't talk to me."  Seriously.  But every day, I'm inundated with messages from self-proclaimed thugs, goons, and playas saying things like, "Yo, shawty, you kinda fine so holla at a nigga!"  WTF???

Maybe you can read, and I'm just using too many big words.  So, let me put it in a way that you'll understand...  Yo, dawg, I ain't one of them hood rat bitches, ya heard?  I ain't tryin' to be no dope boy's ride-or-die.  Put that shit on pause.  Fo' real.

*Facepalm*

Okay, so now that that's out of the way....  I have to apologize to all the intelligent people out there.  Also to the people that actually know me IRL.  If I already know you and we have a rapport, that's fine.  Drop me a line.  No problem.  I just take issue with these urban wannabes and their ilk. 

Another thing before I go, if you've seen my profile on MySpace and happen to see me on the street, please...  "Yo shawty, I saw your profile on MySpace an wanted to holla at you!" is not the way to approach me.  That's a way to get stabbed or arrested.  If you must strike up a conversation with me, keep the MySpace talk to a minimum.  The best line to get my attention is, "Hi.  My name is ________." 

That said, I trust there won't be any more irritations.  (Yeah, right...) 

Kthxbai!

So, I haven't posted in a while, and, while I'd love to comment on the latest episode of RuPaul's Drag Race, I won't, just in case some of you haven't seen it yet.    But I will comment on the fact that kids, as the TV show always said, say the darnedest things. 

Case in point:  My little girl had just woken up from a nap this afternoon and came into the kitchen to ask me for some chocolate milk.  So I did my parental duty and got her and her brother some chocolate milk.  She starts drinking it, and these are the next words I hear out of her mouth.

"Mommy, my chocolate milk gots a booty in it!"

Okay, wait.....  WHAT?  I walk over to her, and she repeats herself, handing me her glass.  I look down in it, and at first I don't realize what she's saying.  Then I notice the shadow on the surface of the milk.  It kinda looked like a butt.  A good laugh was had by all.  ^_^

You can take it too, if you want.  If you do, leave me a link!  I'd love to learn something about you!  ^_^

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name:	Ray alt+0233  (Don't ask...)
Birthday:	13 March
Birthplace:	Germany
Current Location:	USA!  USA!
Eye Color:	Almost black, but brown.
Hair Color:	Same as my eyes.
Height:	5'6"
Right Handed or Left Handed:	Righty
Your Heritage:	They tell me I'm black...
The Shoes You Wore Today:	Black Pumas with black laces.
Your Weakness:	RUM!
Your Fears:	I'm fearless.
Your Perfect Pizza:	Pepperoni with chicken, ketchup, and extra cheese
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year:	Goal?  Goal?  GOOOOOOAAAAAL!!!
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger:	^_^
Thoughts First Waking Up:	Whatever it is, fuck it.  I'm tired.
Your Best Physical Feature:	My eyes
Your Bedtime:	Usually around 2 AM.
Your Most Missed Memory:	My puppy.  I wish we'd had more time together...
Pepsi or Coke:	Neither.  I hate brown soda.
MacDonalds or Burger King:	Burger King
Single or Group Dates:	Group
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:	Lipton
Chocolate or Vanilla:	Swirl
Cappuccino or Coffee:	Khalua and Coffee
Do you Smoke:	No
Do you Swear:	Every damn day.
Do you Sing:	Constantly
Do you Shower Daily:	Yup
Have you Been in Love:	I dunno.
Do you want to go to College:	Some day.
Do you want to get Married:	Marriage is an institution for those who wish to be institutionalized.
Do you get Motion Sickness:	Yes.
Do you think you are Attractive:	Come on...  LOOK AT ME!  ^_^
Are you a Health Freak:	A little
Do you get along with your Parents:	Surprisingly, yes.
Do you like Thunderstorms:	*purrs*  Yeah...
Do you play an Instrument:	All of them.
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol:	Yes, lots.
In the past month have you Smoked:	No
In the past month have you been on Drugs:	HELL NO!
In the past month have you gone on a Date:	No
In the past month have you gone to a Mall:	Yes
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos:	Yup.  I LOVE double-stuf mint creme...  *drools*
In the past month have you eaten Sushi:	No.  But I'd like to.
In the past month have you been on Stage:	Only in my mind.
In the past month have you been Dumped:	Ha!  I wish.
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping:	Nope.  Can't swim.
In the past month have you Stolen Anything:	Yeah.  HEARTS, BABY!  ^_~
Ever been Drunk:	Have I ever been sober?
Ever been called a Tease:	Yup.
Ever been Beaten up:	Nope.
Ever Shoplifted:	Yes.  Who hasn't?
How do you want to Die:	I don't plan on it, actually.
What do you want to be when you Grow Up:	A llama!
What country would you most like to Visit:	Japan
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color:	Bright blue or green
Favourite Hair Color:	All of them
Short or Long Hair:	Either or, but never both.  Mullets suck.
Height:	Anywhere between 5'2" and 6'5"
Weight:	It doesn't matter as long as you can keep up with me.
Best Clothing Style:	Anything but thug/street skank chic.
Number of Drugs I have taken:	None
Number of CDs I own:	>20
Number of Piercings:	None, but I'm thinking about it.
Number of Tattoos:	None, but I'm thinking about that too.
Number of things in my Past I Regret:	Nothing.  Regret is for those who are too weak to change their future.
CREATE YOUR OWN! - or - GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!

Allright.  Gonna get everyone up to speed on what's happened since my last post.  We're gonna do a thirty-second update.  If it takes you longer to read it, you read too slow.  Okay, are we ready? 

Three...

Two...

One...

Go!

Had Christmas with family and (pseudo) friends.  MERRY CHRISTMAS!  New year, new outlook!  YAY!  New president!  No more Bush!  (Insert lesbian/bush joke here)  Hahaha.  HAPPY 1st BIRTHDAY AJ!

Cracked my rib.  Don't know how.  Hurts like hell!  (Gotta be more careful)  I like chicken!  I HATE dogs.  Allergies suck.  Florida should never be this goddamn cold!  Look!  I've got a garden!  It's organic!  Yay me!  Need a new car, old one's broken.  Don't ask.  Oh, and did I mention:  I.... AM.....  AWESOME!!!

BUZZZZZZZZZZ!

So that's pretty much it.  I'll probably post more later, but it's cold in the computer corner.  Gonna go find a blanket now.  Bye!

TO GROW A PAIR.

Boys, stop chasing after these ignorant ass, trifling, sorry excuses for women.  Take the time to step back and put your wants, your needs into perspective.  Realize that you have needs that deserve to be met.  And I'm not just talking about the physical, I'm talking about emotional.

Before you spend money, before you give your heart away, ask yourself:  "Are my emotional needs being met?  Does she take a genuine intrest in my well-being, or is our entire relationship more about her and my wallet?" 

If she seems more interested in getting into your pants and your wallet instead of your heart, then this, my friends, is a whore.  You wanna stay away from those.  They don't love you, they don't love themselves, they don't love anyone.  They love the almighty dollar and what it can buy them. 

I'm sorry if I sound a bit harsh right now, but the truth is I love you guys very dearly, and I'm sick and damn tired of seeing or hearing you cry over one-sided love.  Don't jump head first into a relationship with every pretty face you meet.  Most times, under that pretty face is an ugly heart.  Not necessarily saying that you have to be with an ugly girl to find love (I myself am FAR from ugly) but please, for your own sake if for no one elses, get to know a woman before you give her your most valued posession: your heart.

And for those of you who aren't going to listen to me and are going to throw themselves into a fruitless struggle with a leech, I have this advice:  GROW A PAIR.  So it didn't work out.  Okay.  So what.  There's no use crying over a stupid girl who was never really even worth your time.  You say you just wanted a taste, and you got it.  And it was laced with cyanide.  Oops.  We live and we learn.  Maybe next time you'll look before you leap.

But like I said before, I love you all and will always be here when you need that shoulder to cry on.  Just expect a bit of scolding after the tears are done. 

Love Always,
Raye

You know, I don't just randomly rant about crap that nobody really cares about.  I also do a lot of poetry and the occasional drawing.  If you're interested, you can check out my DeviantArt gallery at http://shadowknight313.deviantart.com.  So yeah.  Check it out!  ^_^

*Warning:  My DA gallery contains tons, and I do mean TONS of angst.  People prone to thoughts of suicide or taking anti-depressants are advised not to view.*

Yup, the wait is over. Well, it's been over for a while, but I haven't had a chance to update lately. I finally gave birth to a gorgeous 7 pound 4 ounce baby boy! AJ is 5 months old now, and holding his own in this madhouse. I love him to pieces. I'll post pics soon.