Speaking of the blog that got pulled, it was speaking on job security; which according to the bestie, is an oxymoron. I agree. There is no job security. That shit went out the window back in the 80's. People who have been with companies 20 and 30 years are being "let go". So if you think it's all good, and your job is secure; think again. One day you'll be there, and the next day you're gone. Bills are getting too expensive and gas is lifting it's skirt again; showing its ass! People honestly can't afford to lose their jobs now days. Although, I feel like I'm being under paid, I'm thanking God every morning for both of my jobs. Play time is definitely over. I must admit that I got comfortable, and slacked off a bit in my job duties and my focus on my job in a general thought. I had been in my "I don't give a fuck" mode for quite some time. Gosh, I guess it's time to start caring again. Lord take the wheel.
My body is aching something serious. When you're intoxicated you tend to do things to the extreme measure. I guess I was moving muscles that ain't never been moved before. I feel it now though!! No real recovery time unfortunately. All activities over the weekend ran into one another, and before I knew it Monday was here again. I hope this week goes by fast, and I'm able to have a smooth transition into the new facility, get use to the new rules and job duties.
Hope everyone enjoys their week ahead. Work hard so you can play later...
What a glorious night...
Yay! Happy Birthday to me! Whew, I'm a quarter of a century old today ya'll. I don't know what to do. Can I still say I'm in my early twenties? Or do I have to really throw that "mid" part in there now? It has been a wonderful week so far; that has spilled into a wonderful day. So many people surprised me this year, and it means so much, because as ya'll know I was a little down and out for a minute there. Just when I write everybody off, they step up to the plate. I appreciate each and every person that has shown me love today. I'm not mad at the fact that I hadn't been able to sleep since midnight, because of the horribly sung songs, text messages and calls. Special thanks goes out to these folks...
Ma Kisses (The Bestie) - Thanks for always being here for me. We have been through so much since last year, and it looks like things are finally back on track. I ain't mad at you for not getting my Golden Girls DVD sets "bic", loll. Only, because I know we're going to have a Grand time tonight at my favorite Mexican restaurant. I love you like none other; my sister from another mother. Thank you for being you, and accepting me for being me. Simple and plain. Love you bic; see you soon!
Regina(black) & Tabu(blue) - Thanks guys so much for the "Fried Chicken Shindig" last weekend. The first one of '09 in honor of me. I had a lot of fun. Regina, you already know we are making history in this friendship with each day that passes. I'd never thought you'd actually stick around this long friend!! It's been a wrap every since we met over 3 years ago. You get on my damn nerves, but you make my life sweeter, and I appreciate you.
Redd - Whewww!!! I don't even know what to say about you, lmao. I met you through the bestie, and have loved you ever since. I am super comfortable with the fact of knowing that you'd do anything for me, and I'll do anything for you. You're always down to ride out wherever, whenever. Your ass is getting old too though! You're up next! 21?! OMG!!!! The world will stop spinning. I been waiting for you to turn 21 for yearssssssss!!! Lol, I love you fool. Don't act an ass as dinner tonight please!
My Big Sister - You've been M.I.A lately, but I know I'll catch up with you soon. You literally are my sister from another mother, but we share the same mister and I couldn't be more delighted. We are like oil and water, but nobody knows me better. Thanks for all that you've done for me, and all the advice given over the years. See ya Sunday!
The Parents - Bottom line, I wouldn't be here without ya'll. I couldn't ask for better parents. Things haven't always been peaches and cream, but I don't regret any of it, because it all made me who I am today. Daddy, I get my common sense, charm, and strong will from you. My Queen Bea, I get my leveled head, my sarcasm, my height (lol), my determination and my loyalty from you. I love both of ya'll more than words can say.
All the above people mentioned hold a special place in my heart. I couldn't name everybody, but those of you not mentioned know who you are and where we stand. Just having these folks here by my side is the best birthday gift I could ever ask for.
February 12, 2009 marks a date of rebirth for Tamica Nicole. Life up to this point has been remarkable to say the least. I've had my share of ups and downs like every other person walking this earth. My perspective on many things in life have changed since last year. Fuck turned over a new leaf, I'm about to uproot the whole damn tree and plant 10 more. I gotta go, because clearly I'm going to be late for my own shindig! Thanks to the blog fam who already showed me love!!!
Peace
I don't wanna feel a thing.I don't want the reality,
actually, reality stinks.
...tell me another lie"
I love this damn Ne-Yo song. I'm bittersweet about the lyrics though. Bitter only, because I've felt exactly how he delivered the words in this song. I've been in love so deep, where my mind was all fucked up. Every ounce of common sense I owned went out the window. Every answer to every question of why was ignored, because I didn't want to deal with the truth. I couldn't handle the truth. However, I knew the truth. Situations like this in life bite. However, it happens to the best of us.Sometimes you know people are lying, but you just go along with it. I feel that people lie for a reason. Insecurities of the truth, and the way they think people will handle their reality haunts them. So they lie. Terrible excuse, but we've all done it. You're lying right now if you say you haven't. My thing is some folks take it much to far. I get a lot of these outrageous, make believe stories from people online mostly. There are people in my everyday life that do the same thing, but not so much.
In my past I've been in relationships where I know my mate was lying. Covering up things perhaps about their past, but we all know that it comes to the light sooner or later. I'm not a naive person, so just because I listen to bullshit, doesn't mean I believe it. I take everything in, and a lot of things I take in go straight to the junk folder. From there it is permanently deleted. Oh but the lies keep coming.
"Please make me believe that there's nobody for you but me.
When I ask who you were talking to,
Tell me it was Kimberly.
...Baby I need desperately to believe you,
because I won't be held responsible
for what I might do.
Tell me another lie..."
The fact that people think I have the word dumbass tattooed across my forehead is hilarious to me. Thinking that they are really getting over on someone with these bullshit stories, and made up alibis. Pulling all the old tricks in the book and preaching to the choir. Well, I'm the author of that same book, and the lead soloist of that choir. Please come again, but only this time; come correct. Getting involved in drama based on lies that I saw coming way before anybody stepped up has never been my style. I just sit back and laugh at the clowns. More monkeys turning flips in a circus. So tell me another one. And another one baby, because i been calling people's bluffs since I was in pampers.
Man, why do people lie about their age? Saying you're 25 and looking every bit of 37 is not cute. I mean who are we fooling. My apologies go out to you if you're actually 25. Clearly, you lived a hard life.
"Finna put your ass to bed. Tell me which way would you like it". Sex with my ex? Never mind…see you in my nightmares.*slaps myself*
I've fallen completely in love with my new MySpace page. Add me jerks!
For the Love of Ray J. is a horrible show.
I kind of want to see Jason. It looks scary. Might have to hit the theatre up on Friday the 13th.
I have no Valentine's date this year. Happy Single Awareness Day?? Again?? Ugh!! Oh well, I'll be in the club on that Sweet Saturday, with my hands up with the rest of the single ladies!
Whitney looked GREAT at the Grammys. She still act kind of cracked out though. Must be the after effects. I just wanted her to shout out Bobby the king of R&B once more for old times sake though. Don't matter, cuz I did it for her.
Shout out to Houdini! I told you I was going to throw you in here somewhere. I'm not even talking shit about you either! Not yet, that is. Stick around long enough, I'm sure I will sometime in the future. Muah!
Did India Arie come out with a new CD today? I haven't even heard a new song from her. Then again, I don’t listen to the radio. Just the same 1,002 songs on my iPod over and over again. I have to step my music game up again.
I haven't even began to pack up my desk, and we're moving to the new building next week. Half this shit, I'm just going to throw away. I haven't used these things in years. Speaking of years, where is my 5 year service award??! Don't make me throw that "That's racist" kid up again!
Oh man, pics from the Fried Chicken Shindig coming soon. As soon as my nig Tabu uploads them!
Speaking of the Shindig. There was a pretty new face in attendance. That Parrot bay had me leaning, but my fancy was tickled. Punch drunk jailbait love, because I just found out she was 18 though. Lmaoo!! Lord take the wheel!
The Bestie said she was going to get me a present this year for my birthday. Being that I've been waiting on the complete set of the Golden Girls DVD since I turned 21, I won't hold my breath, loll. I had to buy that for myself! I still love her though.
Short week for me, but it's going oh so slow.
I have to call my Grandma today, found out she was in the hospital yesterday. She's okay, just need some tests ran. She's a fighter at 95 and the strongest woman I know besides her daughter, my mother.
Stay tuned for the next episode…
Can't wait until this long as work day is over. I'm slowly getting over my income tax news and beef with the IRS. I'm getting over the fact that at the moment I can't afford a pot to piss in. I'm getting over the fact that I'm hungry as hell and lunch doesn't begin for another 40 minutes. I'm getting over the fact that I have to work on Valentine's Day. I'm getting over the fact that I'm single again and back on the prowl; I thought it was perfect and I don’t know how. I'm getting over the fact that the blackberry curve 8900 might not be mine until late March. I'm getting over the fact that won't shit change until I start the damn movement. I'm getting over the fact that not everyone knows I'm gay, but they will find out sooner or later. I'm getting over the fact that they might not all respect it, but at the end of the day they can all kiss my gay ass. I'm getting over the fact that I need a perm, but I'm not going to the beauty shop until the 14th. With that last thing being said, I don't even want to go on.
Aquarius - February 6, 2009
Emotional breakthroughs don't come along every day, so when you start to feel like you're coming to a realization today, you need to stop whatever you are doing and devote some serious time to contemplating what it all means. If you just can't afford an hour to sit by yourself plumbing the depths of your heart, then at least try to make some time later in the week. Your mind is in the right place to look at tender issues with a new eye in order to see the cold, hard truth.
True enough the cold hard truth is knocking on the outside of my heart. Today I'll open up, have a seat, shoot the breeze and kick it with the cold hard truth.
Yeah, until I see and feel the change; I'll think the same damn thing!
Gosh, my day almost started off kind of BLAH this morning. I'm still in a positive state though. Workload is light, and I have time to actually process all the thoughts going through my head. I hope this feeling lasts on through my birthday next week. I want to be in a good mood all week. No matter how shitty I think my life is. Shit could always smell worse and be worse. I'm surviving though, and I'm glad to have survived yet another year. I'm trying to survive these lessons in love too, but I'm not sure how long this will last. My nerves are being worked beyond repair. Lord knows I'm trying though. Feeling alone at a table occupied by two is never good ya dig? I'm not worried about that anymore though. I honestly feel like I've done all that I can do by my lonesome in that situation. I'm going back to the dugout. The Champ can step up to the plate now. Hope she don’t strike out, because I'll be entering another draft for the number one pick on another team! I'll save this love verbatim for "The Reason".
Seriously though, I'm going to need that swagger right, skin light, sexy mfer in office to hit me off with a $1400 stimulus check this year. I'll pray on that, and let ya'll know how that goes, lmao. Man, I've laughed through my entire weekend, and I've been laughing every since. Sometimes shit be so ridiculous that you can't help BUT to laugh. I'm serious, here is a picture of my ass today after all the laughter….
Whew. I need to gel my hair back like Al Sharpton, because I'm seriously trying to keep the hope alive! With his crooked ass. That's besides the point though. Making and moving money like Willard Smith in 2009, is still apart of the years goals and business plans. Buckle down Nookie, buckle down. Stop getting shit faced in the club, and start robbing fools. I kid, I kid. Don’t tuck your chains in on account of little ol' me. Besides, I'm too legit to quit now. That's crazy, because Hammer said the same thing and well we all know his outcome and negative income. I can't lie and say I didn't make a few bogus and ridiculous purchases and investments on ungrateful folks. I chalked them up as a loss, but I'm feeling that shit big time. I would love to hear the words from these fools mouths, "yo, Mica here goes that money you hit me with a couple months ago! I know you thought I forgot!" Ha! Don't matter, you live and you learn. Get your umbrellas, rubber ducky floatation devices, and safety kits out though, because I'm brainstorming, and this shit about to hit harder than Katrina, Rita and Ike combined.
Later.
*Side note* Funny how people fall off of their job (or maybe they were never on it to begin with), and when you least expect it; here comes someone out the woodworks with a fucking superwoman cape on picking up the slack. Bittersweet…
To the person texting my phone right now making me cheese harder than a Chester cat….thanks. Talk about a grand entrance!
This is where I'll be each and every Saturday.
Follow the flashhhhhh
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