Time: 1:06 am. This post is probably going to be very scattered and shit so forgive me or fuck yourself with a pine cone. Sorry, I never claimed that loving me is easy and having a pine cone up your pleasure canal definitely would be a challenge. I can't sleep and it's frustrating as hell. I even took a vicodin to help relax my mind. Nothing seems to work. Been praying. I don't know. Maybe weed is the next step? LOL. I don't think I could do that. I don't know where to find it nor do I know how to do all the other stuff you have to do to make it "smokeable" if that's a word. Anyway, yesterday was a pretty good work day. I retained 8 customers and my personal goal is 5 a day. That kinda makes up for only having 1 on Monday. I'm just praying that I can keep up the momentum through the rest of the week. It gets rough when we have such a high call volume. I get stressed, frustrated and start to feel like I can't do it. The boo tells me not to stress and that it's just a job. He's right but I don't know how to just relax and let things go. They linger in my mind and drive me crazy. I think it's because I'm a bit of a perfectionist. I truly have a desire to be the best at my job that I can be. Crazy idea, huh? Let me revisit the weed idea after I get a new high paying job. Maybe I'll just win the lotto. If someone else out there wins, please gift me some money. I'm not even asking for a milli. I just wanna pay off my current outstanding debt and I promise I'll be happy. If you're writing letters to Oprah, drop my government to her. Thanks in advance, kind souls.
How about these fucking gas prices?? I'm really not feeling this shit at all. Can someone just go knock Muammar el-Qaddafi the hell out and stop this shit? I'm tired of getting raped at the gas pump. Between that and our job market, America is fucked right now. Oh and what's with the spelling of dude's name?? Why is it all over the net 3 million different ways? I just picked one and ran with it. If you don't like the spelling I chose, eat a brick. My parents were contemplating coming this weekend, but won't due to the gas prices. I actually kinda wanted to see them this time. I miss my mommy... :-( I kinda wanna have a talk with her about something that will probably lead to an argument. *big fucking sigh* Maybe I should just send her a copy of "Born This Way" by Lady Gaga and say, "Let's discuss" after she listens. She probably wouldn't get it though and think it's weird...
How does everyone feel about this whole Nene-Kim-Sweetie controversy? I meant to blog about it a while ago when it happened but since I'm up and thinking about it now, now's the best time. Ok if you don't know what I'm talking about, Google is your friend. Hell, go to Bravo's website and I'm sure you can find it. Anyway, someone posted a picture of Sweetie on Facebook with a caption that said, "Free Sweetie" which I found to be ridiculous. My thinking is that she's not a slave, although Nene seems to think that Kim treats her like one. My feeling is that she's a grown woman and if she likes the way Kim talks to her, why the hell should we care? My friend from Facebook compared Sweetie to an indentured servant. I disagree. I also wonder if the reason there's an issue with it is because Kim's white and Sweetie's black. I didn't see anyone calling any of Diddy's various failed groups or assistants (Fonzworth Bentley and contestants) slaves after the way he's treated them on Making the Band or on I Want to Work for Diddy. After making a bitch cross that bridge for some cheesecake... The need or want for money sometimes makes us do things or put up with things that we wouldn't normally. Again, grown people who chose their own paths is my thinking. *Kanye shrug* I want your thoughts. No, seriously, fucking reply you douches. Maybe the best way to get a response is to not call people douches, huh? My bad... Is bitch better?
I've been listening to Marsha Ambrosious' CD and I think it's pretty awesome. I was just talking to a friend about it yesterday (sorry I forgot to call back). It's a pretty good listen from start to finish. Normally, I wouldn't be able to take Marsha's voice for too long because there's just something about her style of singing that irritates me at times. I actually can listen to the whole CD from start to finish without skipping any tracks. It's a nice baby making cd. I wanna practice to it this weekend if I can find a way to get to my boo. I was invited out to dinner and the club by a friend but I can't afford to do shit. With these gas prices I'm probably gonna have to give up some booty, dick and neck just to get half a tank of gas.
I kinda wish that I could blog for a living. It's mostly stress-free and kinda fun when I have shit to talk about. I can be pretty open and just share my thoughts on various bullshit that doesn't have much relevance to people who don't know me. I rarely do this "in real life." I guess I kinda feel like I'm being judged and maybe that's something that I shouldn't care about. I usually just write whatever I feel and let it go but "in real life," I kinda over think everything. Oh well, maybe I'm actually getting sleepy now. I certainly hope I get some sleep because I'm going to be hell to tangle with if the wrong person gets caught up in my horns tomorrow. Will I care? Probably not. When people ask me why I'm so ornery I'll just say, "I'm a Taurus and I'm cute, what's your excuse?". I have a knack for making people dislike me and sometimes I actually enjoy it. What can I say? It's a gift and a curse.
Oh and I added that picture of Aang at the top because that's how I feel when I can't sleep. Like a bitch been whoopin my ass. Plus, he's cute.
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