That's right, I'm back on team of love. One month deep into this thing, and although there is still more learning and kinks to work out; it feels good. Most of the kinks need to be worked out on my end anyway. I managed to snag the closest thing to perfection that I could get my hands on. That in itself has it's bitter sweet moments. I love it all nonetheless.

My operation "Pick up the Pen…Pick up the Pieces" is still in the works. I'm moving this thing right along. Summer 2010 will mark the pathway to a better future for me. It will make an impact on those who are in my life as well. My support system is stronger than ever. Now is a better time than any to make a move.

We Are Young Money comes out next week, and I will be going to buy that to see what they are talking about. This should be interesting. It better be!

Right now, I still have Trey Songz "Ready" in heavy rotation. I can't get enough of this man. "Invented Sex" , "One Love", "Does He Do It" , "Jupiter Love", "Neighbors Know My name", and "Black Roses" are all my jams!

The video could've been a little better though.




I do like Toni Braxton's video ft. Trey Songz. As a matter of fact; I love it!

A bit sluggish this morning. Went to bed mad last night; so that pretty much defines how I woke up this morning. I'm turning the day around though.

I'm offically addicted to Twitter. Follow me!

I need my split ends clipped something serious! My hair is long and healthy, but it looks like shit when it's all uneven and whatnot. I'll be taking care of that and these unruly eyebrows come Saturday morning.

I completely missed the season finale of C.S.I. Miami last night arguing with my ex-girlfriend. Reason in being why I woke up with a major attitude.

I haven't eaten any fast food in the past 10 days. This is a historical moment for me. A woman who does not cook nor grocery shop; this is wow. I feel better too by the way. I'm actually eating 3 meals a day. Mom is proud, loll. Now all I need is furniture FINALLY, and I'll be an adult.
Going to read some of your blogs now…peace.

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…

I am hating this Tuesday with a passion. There will be no pics in this episode unfortunately. Stop reading the shit at any time. I'm about to go off. I'm about to make some people mad. I'm about to make some people think. I'm about to make some people regret. Regret the fact that they ever crossed my path.

I have decided to really hit the pavement and find me another day time job. Hopefully I can find a day time job that will eliminate my night time job, and pay me like they have some sense.

My workload is unacceptable, and for the first time its starting to stress me out. Maybe it's that 5 year itch. Next month will mark that anniversary, and I'm tired. I look back on all the shit I've done here, and my paycheck has NEVER matched such shit. I'm pissed. People are dropping like flies and I see why. I am so proud of my Queen Bea for living, but now I actually envy her, but she put in wayyyyy more time in this company than I ever plan on putting in.

I don’t understand why females get jealous when you talk to the next chick. I mean if you aren't even attempting to grasp and hold my attention, why get mad? I'm not about to sit around and look at your dumb ass and you not bustin' a move. If you're never around, how the fuck am I going to get to know you? People are getting besides themselves, seriously. Folks take this next quote for granted. "What one woman won't do, another woman will." You're in way over your head, if you think I'm about to chase your ass around, and wait on you. Ha! Kick bricks.

What would you expect from somebody you gave $400 to when they said they really needed it? It was clearly out of the goodness of your heart, because the person didn't mention one time about paying you back. Am I stupid for actually expecting this person to go the extra mile for me since I did them that favor? I mean I'm not expecting rose petals to be dropped at my feet every time I walk, but damn can the person just be there for me when I'm having a bad day? My sister warned me that my mind would be playing tricks on me after I gave up a sum of money like that. She said it's going to feel like the person has changed and is taking me for granted, when in actuality they are just doing the same shit they did before the money was sent. Ahhh…never again.

I feel alone in my relationship, and it sucks. I would say it was bad timing, but when is the timing actually good?

I powered my phone off, and I don’t know when I'm going to turn it back on. I don’t believe it's anything anybody can say to me to actually lift my spirits. I've been talking to God all day, and I'm doing alright. I don't throw pity parties, so actually depending on a unselfish listening ear has never been my thing. That will just lead to more disappointment, because people can't handle the problems in their own lives, how dare I expect them to handle the problems in mine? So if you're calling, leave a message. I'll return the call eventually.

This isn't the attitude I wanted to end my year in. So I'm going to have to take the next two days off in pure solitude. I'm going to drown myself in positive thoughts, words and encouragement. I'm diving straight into that Book of Proverbs, Galatians and Ecclesiastes. I want to start 2009 off right. I want to have a clear mind. I want to have a clear slate. Well not totally clear, because I accomplished too many things in 2008 to erase them ya dig? This is a year of continuation. Finish what I started.

I thought about deleting my BlogSpot, but I doubt that I will. I'm just going through it right now, and that’s only natural to want to escape from every part of the world. I saw a boulder on the side of the highway the other day, and I almost pulled over to see if my ass could squeeze under it.

I hope that my "friends" can understand my absence for however long. I haven't had a real sabbatical in a minute. It's very rare, I get a call just to ask me how my day is going. Or to ask me how I'm feeling. Or to ask me if life is treating me well, and if it isn't, was there anything they can do? Lmaoo @ that thought. It's more like calls solely surrounded by that person and their problems. I have always been and more than likely always will be the listening ear. People are not use to Mica having personal problems, they never hear me talk about it. I just got off the phone with a friend who was extremely upset about her day, and I listened. I am sorry that her day is going bad, and I hope that it gets better. I did what I do best, and swallowed my own feelings and threw a blanket over my own problems to listen to my friend. That's what I am supposed to do though. However, I need some time. Away from it all.

Funny thing is, I have to leave this job and go to another one and listen to people's problems. People it all finally catching up to me? My parents didn't raise a quitter. But they also didn't raise a fool.

I really just want to crawl into my Queen Bea's lap and have her rock me back and forth. Crying my little eyes out and just listen to her say everything will be alright. Listen to her say that she and God will take care of me. I've never craved the strength of my father's embrace before until now. I want to hear I love you Tamica, and I want the person to mean it unconditionally. I want the actions to match the actual words. Not you love me one day, and shit on me the next. That's getting old.

Whewww this is a depressing ass blog, and I'm sorry ya'll. If you had any sense you would've stopped reading a long time ago, loll. I have more to say, but I'll leave that for my prayers. If I'm not back before the first; I hope every one of you has a great new years.

peace.

I just put Step Brothers on my iPod yesterday, and it was the first time I saw it. It was super hilarious. Champ said she hated it and only laughed twice during the entire movie. The parts that she laughed at weren't even funny though. Smh @ that. She mad silly though, and obviously ass backwards if she didn't find this movie funny. She be doing shit just like these clowns, lmaoo. Will Pharell is an ass of all trades though.

Last night somebody question who was calling my house phone at 2 a.m. Man, it made me realize that I haven't been questioned like that in a long time. It was…..cute.

So I've been hanging out with people that I haven't hung out with in what seems like ages. I had narrowed down my hanging out with friends down to just one person. That's unhealthy, loll. Although, all of my acquaintances are not residing on the same planet as I, we still have fun when we get together. I'm going to re-vamp my social life in the new year. I've been in hiding for about 6 or 7 months.

Besides when I cop this Nikon D90 as my 25th birthday present to myself come February, I'm going to need to eject myself from my cozy little apartment and snapshot the happenings in life. Hell for that kidna money, I'll be taking pics 24/7!! The Paparazzi won't have shit on Nookie.

I've come to find out that I'm a little too selfish to date women with kids. I never considered myself to be an attention whore. However, for one I'm not a fan of kids and two, they need too damn much. Don't get me twisted though, I don’t despise them; and if I find worth in the woman, I'll love her and her child or children, no doubt about it. Besides the M.I.L.F's make it kinda hard to discriminate, ya dig?

I'm super excited about this movie. I'm a big Marvel Comics fan. I also love me some Wolverine!! I will have to find my wayward, and now missing big sister so we can go see this when it comes out. Hopefully she'll turn up come May 1st.

I LOVE everybody's blog that I follow. I know I keep saying this over and over, but ya'll never cease to amaze me with the shit you guys publish. Creative, intelligently opinionated, comical, fashionable and ambitious are all understatements for each and every one of ya'll. I wish that I could sit around all day and keep up with every single blog ya'll produce, but man it's impossible. I had to designate Sunday as my day to just catch up with all the blogs. Ya'll do THE MOST!

People be sleeping on BlogSpot though. I learn new shit everyday. I mean just yesterday I traveled to the far lands of Jervis and learned that Lil' Kim was now a yellow bone. I for one was shocked, because I hadn't seen her in a minute. She's following in MJ's footsteps, and it's a crying shame to say the least!

Yo, it's this Hispanic fruit lady that comes up to our job every morning around 11:00 and she sales all kinds of fruits, tacos, burritos, and freshly squeezed fruit juices. Mami, be making a KILLING!! I swear one day, she going to pull up to this bitch in a drop top Bentley. She already had an extreme make over. I didn’t know who she was. I been buying fruit everyday, lmaoo. I wonder if she is hiring.

So, I've been reading Sista Souljah's book Midnight. I swear it make a chick want to mingle with the Sudanese and become a Arabic speaking Muslim. This shit is a bit far fetched, and I really thought it would have just a little something to do with The Coldest Winter Ever. It's an alright book though.

Word to life; I miss my Queen Bea. I didn't get a chance to go see her on Sunday. Her or my daddy. I miss both of them. This Sunday, despite their so called "busy schedules", I'll be forcing them to lay in the bed like we use to do and watch movies. They need to sit down somewhere anyway! I'm sick of this! How dare my parents have lives! Loll, I kid. They can have lives, so they won't be all up in my shit!

I remember laying up with my folks trying to convince my daddy to let me go to England with them. Back then, my mom could get like half price on international flights or something like that. All I know, is that The Queen said, hell no you can't go, loll. So I had to use my charm on daddy. After dropping a grand alone on my ticket, guess who was mingling with the British folks for seven days? Eventually, I want to return the favor. Pay for all of our way to some place out of the country. One day man, one day.

Peace ya'll

I'm a Drake fan.

I'm a Wale fan.

I'm a Lupe Fiasco fan.

People are continuously sleeping on all mentioned above.

Man, what happened to Case? I miss Mr. Touch Me, Tease Me. Mr. Feel Me and Caress Me. Mr. Happily Ever After. Mr. Faded Pictures in a Broken Glass. Mr. Missing You.

I be killing those Veggie Wheat Thins Toasted Chips at work!!!

Stay Judy Dance

Johnny Bravo Dance When will it cease and decease? Love is in the air man. Not over this way, but folks seem to keep coming to me with questions on love. I never understood why people come to me of ALL people. Love is not a territory that I frequent much.

It's a lot of muthafuckas walking this earth, that has life twisted! Got me twisted! I've been a very good sport this entire year. I've been quiet and observing these flaky people, but now it's time to start taking names and crossing these suckers out!

Wow, I'm off work for the next two days, and I'm already running out of shit to do. I suppose I can get some much needed rest, but damn.

I got my eye on this bad boy. I want this Nikon D90 so damn bad. I'm putting it on my 'I don't celebrate X-mas' list right now!

Speaking of X-mas, that shit is right around the corner. Meaning 2008 is freakin' over! Although, I don't get involved in the holiday stuff, I do love this time of year. Everything is so peaceful for me. People are nicer, the weather is cold, but I still feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Deck the damn halls! I just want the extra time off from work.

So, I'll probably be cleaning and reading blogs all day.

OR

Or watching The Golden Girls on DVD. I can't get enough of these old broads!

Why did my power just go out? Let me publish this shit, before something else goes terribly wrong.

Peace.

T.Nicole © 2008

So my bestie is thinking about going to Georgia State to work on her PhD. I don't know how I will take her leaving the state. I mean, I'm just so use to her being right here, but since it is for her future, I am supporting her 100%. That just means more travelling for me.

Somebody didn't do their research on who the fuck I was last night, and got besides themselves. I had to lay my verbal Mica smack down on their ass. Lol, don't expect her to call back. Oh well.

I'm really feeling the blogs that I've been reading lately. When I first started, I was kinda bent about nobody ever visiting my spot, and now I actually have followers!! I'm following their asses too, and I'm loving what I'm reading.

Some of these bloggers in Houston need to get together and do with the folks up north are doing. We need to get together.

Houston is so overdeveloped, underestimated and full of potential. I love my city, but it's like big for no reason. Maybe I'm just not exploring enough of my city's options. Gas is down to $1.58 now, so I guess I can hop in my Chevy and just ride out. See what else my city has to offer.

Hate Beyonce, Sasha Fierce; whoever the fuck she is trying to be. Hate her. She still fine though.

Love Seal.

My sister is out of her apartment already. She was only there for 3 months, and probably only stayed there twice. She's been staying with one of her friends in our old hood. I just don't get it. Our parents were paying half of her rent for those 3 months, and she wasn't even living there. She claims she is going to pay them back though. Ugh, I don't even wanna speak on it anymore. My prayers will continue to go up for my big sister.

I watched Perfect Holiday for the first time on Sunday, and it was a perfect mess. I hated it. I'm mad that Terrance Howard even wasted his time in the movie. His role in the movie was kinda like how I felt about the movie. LAME!!

Being gay in 2008 sucked ass. I'm not thinking about switching teams or anything, I'm just saying, I wasn't feeling it this year.

I'm jumping on the "turning me on" bandwagon. I love this video and this song. Miss. Keri was stuntin' in this video. And as tired as I am of Lil' Wayne, I liked his verse. I'm suing his ass for jacking my line, "girl you're just an earthling, you ain't never been to Mica's world." Blah, go head though Miss. Keri, and Wayne please retire.

I work with a white lady who looks just like this. No lie. People wonder why I'm so pissy in the mornings. That is the first face that I see when I come into the building at 7:30 am. An albino version of Lil' Kim, will crash anyone's day.

I think it's a man, I'm leaving at that. Seriously.

T.Nicole © 2008

Notorious

Well for starters my mommy got the job! Her first day was today, and I am super proud of her! Go mom!

Super proud of my other friend for making the decision of chunking the deuce. I hope that where she is heading next treats her a little bit better. I'm sure it will.


T-Pain's cd comes out today. Thr33 Rings. Even though, he looks like a damn fool, I actually want to hear the cd. I'll be downloading it to my iPod tonight.

I wish my best friend wouldn't take on the junk in other peoples lives. She spends too much time worrying about why other folks aren't doing what they need to be doing. As long as she has her shit together, that¢s all that matters.

I have been spending too much time in the Ebony Gay Lesbian chat room on AOL. I believe it's time to take my annual 6 month hiatus. I know the same clowns will be in there on my return.




Kenny Latimore looks like some sort of creature in his new video. However the man can SANG his ass off.



It's hard to tell if a man is gay or straight now days, with the new dances out in Texas. They are twisting more than the females.



I need to rebuild my wardrobe. I cross-dress, loll, so I need two wardrobes. My tom boy apparel and my feminine apparel.

Deejay says she's coming down in January with her cousins. I'm not getting my hopes up on that just yet. She's been saying she'd be out here for as long as I've known her. It's almost been 2 years. She's done a lot of growing up since then too. I just anticipate to see what my reaction will be towards her when I see her in person.

Jamaica ain't shit. She wasn't shit last week, and still ain't shit this week.

I think I have a new neighbor. Some young white dude that drives this humongous truck. He should not be allowed to park that mess underneath the car port. I can hardly maneuver my little Chevy around it when I get home at night, let alone GET OUT OF THE CAR without squeezing the life out of myself!

I'm still waiting on White Lines to be delivered so I can suffer through this read for next month's book club questions.

This day is going by super slow, and I hope it picks up soon. I'd like to get home, post this shit, and go to sleep!

I just had the worse cup of coffee in my life this morning. Never ever try vanilla spiced rum creamer. Omg!

Yesterday evening seemed like it would never end. It was like pitch black outside come 6:00. I was waiting for C.S.I Miami to come on for hours and hours on end! Of course when it came on, I went straight to sleep. Needless to say, I'll be catching the full episode on CBS.com tonight at work.

I really need to start really writing again. I feel like I have completely fallen off over the past couple of months. I need to pick back up on my online short stores. The Nikki Memoirs and The Cure. People were actually following those, and I have let them down. I'm sorry!

It's funny how Ms. Jamaica sees me and won't say two words to me now. Well, that's a two way street, she knows that I don¢t have anything to say to her either. However, she tells a mutual friend of ours that she acted like an asshole toward me, but she won't apologize. Mmkay. It's nice to know that it's okay to portray the characteristics of a seven year old now days. That's a Sagittarius for you though.

I really need to go get my oil changed and my breaks fixed. I have put it off long enough. I just hate dealing with car stuff! Ugh!

I think "sour puss" finally got the hint and decided to hit the bricks. I know I was hard on her, but some people just don't understand where you are coming from until you talk to them crazy. I'm sure she's a great girl, but just not the girl for me. I wish her well, but Mica has got to go! Peace.

So me and my crew have decided to plan our first trip to Vegas this Spring. I hope they follow through with it. I have been wanting to go to Vegas for as long as I can remember. I was suppose to go for my 21st birthday, but um clearly that was years ago and I never made it. So perhaps for my 25th we can get this right. I want one of those "what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" stories NOT to tell!

David Banner is an idiot. The end.

I'm not feeling this month's bloggers book club selection; White Lines. Urban lit just does not tickle my tit. The fact that it takes major drug lords, prostitution, and flashy project living to get black people to read irks me. The whole Triple Crown Production series of urban books makes my skin crawl. Although, I don¢t think White Lines is a TCP book, but still. I'm going to try and suck this up and read anyway.

I am sitting her freezing my behind off at The Caster. I swear these people act like it's 100 degrees year round. I am bringing my ear muffs and mittens tomorrow, just like I did last year. I will be on the phone 2 hours trying to type with those mittens, but that beats being frost bitten. Wow, today was so ugh for me! It's the end of the month, so of course the work is rolling in faster and heavier than the money. We all know how that goes. I am not feeling the workload, but of course I'm sucking it up and, just doing my job. I can make it until Friday, so no need to complain.


On a lighter note, the call volume here at The Caster has gone down tremendously. This is why I'm able to sit here and write this blog, loll. Oh and dig this, your girl just got kudos from a customer for my sufficient explanation of her bill! Yeah see, I'm not always slick at the mouth, loll. Somebody once again decided to dissect my character and so called "tell me about myself." Of course, this is something I just don't worry about anymore. I ignore the hatred and keep on doing what I'm suppose to be doing, which is being me. I saw a status message one of my co-workers up here has on her messenger, and it reads as follows:

"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."

Real talk right? Yeah, I was feeling this quote, and had to hit her up on it. Words so true, and this is the exact reason why the soul clenching friends in my life accept me 100%. I love them for it! To everybody else, YOU JUST DON'T MATTER, SO YOU CAN STOP THAT CHATTER!!

Lord, please don’t let me get hooked to this red bull again, but I just don't see me getting through this week without it. I bought one yesterday and a 4 pack today. Damn shame. Tomorrow I vow not to buy anymore. Why am I so tired? Well, although this is becoming a bit redundant; I met someone….again. I know at least 10 people just stopped reading this post, lmao! Pray for me! I don't blame them though, because this could be another bump in this vicious cycle I seem to be on. Who knows? I know, I know; what happened to the last one? Was she just the flavor of choice for the month of July? No! Let's just say that my personality does not mesh well with everyone's. I'm just thankful I have the ability to detect intolerable issues early on and I know when I need to get the hell out of dodge; saving us both the future headache. Blah, blah,blah.

I've had the pleasure, or lack of a better word, of experiencing a lot of personalities in my life span thus far. I can sometimes determine a person's sign without them telling me, before I actually exchange words with them. I do so by observing how they interact with other people, how they handle a situation and just how comfortable they are with themselves. Capricorn, Pisces, Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, and Sagittarius. I know them all. Some I grew to love and others were just another crash and burn experience *cough CAPRICORNS cough*. The only sign I have not really experienced is my own; Aquarius. That was not until now. I'm not sure if anyone has really gotten into the mind of an Aquarius, I'm sure they haven't; that's almost equivalent to extracting gold in a mine. Damn near impossible. However, there are some lucky people who can reach the core of an Aquarius. They lost their own minds in the process, but they succeeded, loll.

So this Aquarius that I've had the pleasure of actually sitting down and chatting with is basically a mental mirror image of myself. It's like reading a book I've written and I know it by heart. This could either be superb or horrendous. I'm going to throw in a blah, blah, blah for good measure, because for some reason people always seem to mess up after a week of talking; so I won't put it past this one either. Their heads seem to be on straight and then all of a sudden it just falls clean off and you're trapped in a bad remake of Sleepy Hollow. Or like my friend just told me, "sometimes unhealthy people say the healthiest things." I'm not trying to be bamboozled again ya'll, loll. So here's another blah, blah, blah; for good measure.

Welcome to another terrible Tuesday; just kidding. I'm alright this morning. I haven't hated Tuesday all month. Probably because I took off from my second job every Tuesday in June. However, this is my last Tuesday off from Comcast. Next week starts another week from hell; starting with Tuesday. Yesterday was a pretty good day, I suppose. I found myself to be a tad bit irritated by the end of it for various reasons. I've come to the realization that I analyze people too much and they always come up short. ALWAYS.

In the words of Weezy F. "They don't make em' like me no more. In fact, they never made em' like me before. I'm rare; like Mr. Clean with hair." Totally agreed Dr. Carter! We are not the same I am MARTIAN! It's official. I think with both sides of the brain, my heart is on the right side of my chest, I live in a different time zone, and so on and so on; I am just DIFFERENT. I can't keep running into the same exact problem with everyone I meet and blame them; it's me. I cannot fault them for not being anything like me and not understanding where I'm coming from. How could they? I was talking to someone about this last night and she helped me to realize a lot of things. She asked me have I ever been in total awe by someone. I had to think a long time. Usually if I started out in awe; it later turned into an AWW SHIT! HELL NAH! NOT YOU TOO! Or something like that. By the way, thanks Diamond; for listening and pretending like you understood, loll.

So my scope says no one is more adaptable to circumstances than I. I'm sick of adapting to be honest. I'm sick of wasting my breath on people who will either dismiss what I have to say or retort with something that has no sensible meaning what so ever. Does anyone have a focused brain anymore? "No, Mica you're just too quiet." Not really. I speak with it's worth it. I don't know about anyone else, but my words are priceless and precious. Why waste them? I don't speak to be cut off and forced into a moment about what's going on with a television show or what's going on in your background. I'd much rather stay quiet. Forgive me if I don't respond; what you just said means nothing to me. That's where I go wrong though. When I'm talking to someone, I give them my undivided attention, because clearly, yet MISTAKINGLY label them as worth it. I turn off my T.V, I ignore incoming phone calls, text messages (depending on who it is), I close my laptop and I'm focused on that person and the conversation at hand. 95% of the time; I don't get this same considerate gesture in return.

It's funny, my scope also mentioned that I would run into the narrow-minded and unreasonable. *sigh* Lord not today, please. Give me a break. I just got off the phone with an old friend and she suggested that I just remain quiet. She's been trying the same technique and it's remarkable what you find out about people. The question is; do I look over certain things and still peruse a friendship or continue to write people off like I've been doing for the past 3 or 4 years? I know everyone one doesn't own the same qualities and everyone won't be that entire package. Some will lack what others possess. Like my old friend said, "You might just have to build a repertoire." Hm, food for thought. I was so use to having just one good friend who was equipped with the entire package. Bitch, loll. I can't stand her for setting the bar so high, now it's hard for me to settle for less.

I'm going to try and keep these realizations in mind and stop writing people off so soon and so fast. I'm going to hold true to my forgiving and compassionate soul (or lack there of? Loll!) and turn this people analyzing thing down a notch or two. It's really not a good look, for certain people. I'm becoming more and more irritated and will more than likely end up a lonely old hag because of it. I am a Martian, but I'll socialize with the earthlings until I find someone of my liking and of my kind. Good luck you say? Thanks, I'll need it.

Ah, Tuesday we meet again! Although I could use just one more day's vacation, I won't bitch and moan about returning back to work. This is only because I enjoyed my weekend so much. I turned over a positive leaf and let the rays of sunshine seep into my dark world. Right before my eyes closed last night I prayed hard that this week would be much better than last week. I have tons of work to do here at the office since the month is coming to a close. So work wise it'll be hectic, but I can honestly say that I enjoy weeks like this, because my mind is constantly occupied. So I'll gladly slave over my desk, with the appreciation of even having a damn job.

Another challenge that will evolve this week is lack of funds. Money is definitley funny right now. If I could only get one more stimulus check from the government, loll; that would be superb! To top it all off, rent is due, electricity bill is due and my cell phone bill is due at the end of the week. Oh joy! I hate coming up with that rent money, but it feels damn good once it's paid and you realize that you've paid for space in your own place. Top Ramen will definitely be my gormet meal of choice this week, loll. Just another reason why I must slave at these two jobs of mine. Life isn't all peaches and cream, but living in my adulthood, I have learned to apprciate those small things. Not to mention the value of a dollar.

In light of it all, I do have some good news. I found out from my big Sister that my Niece and Nephew will be down at the beginning of July and will be staying through August until school starts back up. I miss my babies and I can't wait to see them. Even though my Nephew is finishing up Driver's Ed this summer and my Niece will be headed to the 7th grade; they are still my babies! I can't believe how much they've grown up! My Nephew's voice is deeper than Barry White, loll. My Niece, the ONLY Capricorn I will tolerate, is as sassy as ever. Too grown for her own good, loll. I hope to have as much fun this summer as we did last summer. Can't wait!

Well duty calls! Actually, it's screaming. I hope everyone can comfortably get back into the swing of things after this long weekend. Have a wonderful week and don’t work too hard!