The Water Crisis is all my fault..

I take 20-25 minute showers, brush my teeth wih the water running, okay the other day I randomly shot water at a passerby....I am the cause for Lake Lanier's all time low, and Georgia's drought............*so*

Kicks Rocks....Drops mic.

RETURN OF THE (T)RIFLING (R)OOMATE PART 2?????

Back when I moved into my townhouse, a girl I'd known for some time from school was having some issues. Well since I had this big townhouse, I figured why not let her stay with me for a couple of weeks/months or whatever to get herself together she's cool, into music as well, so she wouldn't be a problem. Plus she can have the basement which means in a three story home we'd rarely see each other anyway.

She moves in all her stuff and we have a heart to heart..okay I know you guys are thinking the hater had a heart to heart—you're right I just sat there and stared into space thinking about random things that make me laugh. Like that cat that shows up when you Google kick rocks lol. Anywho..She moves in all this stuff including a box of brand new baby clothes. WTF? Maybe she is preggers? IDK

Fast forward to present day… she lost her job around late August early September and hasn't been able to contribute to the bills. Did I kick her out? Na, she'd been helping here and there and technically I really didn't KNOW she was unemployed at the time. Any who, she stops paying all together and basically ducking and dodging me.

*Insert Does she not realize I am loco face here*

So I just let her know plain and simple "shawty, you gotta pay or go"

She says I will get the money. But never does, and eventually her grateful attitude becomes---an attitude period, nothing more nothing less. Hmmm. So the other night around 3ish..I hear all this noise, hello I live on the third floor I am not getting out of my bed to see what is going on instead I turn on the camera..yeah shawty we high tech. I see her friends are moving her out. Eh whatever good riddens to bad rubbish. I go back to sleep wake up and realize everything is gone except her clothes and a few miscellaneous items here and there. Again whatever…except she comes home like everything is normal.

*Insert whatdaheckisgoingonaroundhere face*

Anyway, we talk I explain she has to leave she says she knows and will be about the first..NOV 1^st. Needless to say her ALL her clothes etc are still here so what else could I do? I had to let them stay in my living room..

YEAH RIGHT! This me, Con Inc. # 1 hater---chick please. I changed the locks, reprogrammed the garage door openers, put all her clothes in the garage. Shawty you will get your clothes when I get my money. Ha! That even made me laugh!

So now fast forward to Monday 11/12/2007—knock on my door girl with a familiar face but I can't figure out why says—excuse me is TR2 here? Me-No she no longer resides here. Girl starts to cry..WTF? She says look TR2 is my mom WTF? I just want to pick up my daughters clothes? Me-Shawty come in for a minute. Can't have all this drama outside in my lily white neighborhood. These people like me! Now what did you say? Girl proceeds to tell me, she's 16 TR2 is her mother, and she is preggers and wanted to pick up the box of new baby clothes left by TR2.

*Insert dramatic music here*

Turns out the clothes in the closet were not for TR2 who I suspected was preggers but for her Grand daughter..so TR2 is a 29 year old with a 16 year old with a GRANDdaughter on the way who is pursuing a music/acting career/spending most of her time on myspace with no home…..This some Jerry Springer Ish.

PS did I mention TR2 is dating a married man who's wifey came to our house while ol boy was upstairs….er um…Laying pipe?? Or that TR2 is an "up and coming gospel singer" whoooooo weeeeeeeeee.

I am sure there is more to come….

Technology made me spoiled

I think I am getting spoiled by email. My sidekick 3 died. The mailman delivered it today. It died Sunday. I wanted it back Sunday. Asurion said, we'll have a brand new sidekick to you by Tuesday at 3. I thought I'd die. I think technology has me spoiled..closes laptop

 

Drops mic.

Life...Pity Whatever..Get Over It..

You have 5 minutes to wallow in the delicious misery, enjoy it, embrace it, discard it, then proceed with life...

Happy Monday Suckas

Still finding myself...

I’ve been tryin’ to lose myself all day
Was almost there but could lose you
I push away take the first two steps
Then stop and choke on my regrets
I wish I didn’t know me so well
Ignorance is bliss,
How did we come to this,
I get angry, I keep It in
Then find myself apologizing
My beautiful spin artist
I never knew a one sided war
would be as hard as this..

Snippet from "Finding Myself"-Cd coming soon

Random Monday Thoughts

It's Monday; I am still finding myself…who knew I was so lost??

 

But I am amped that SLISHY FOUND ME TOO! (HEY!!!)

 

Dunkin Donuts-no longer pleases me. HELLO KRISPY KREME!

 

The gym hates me yet…I still go.

 

Fridays-Sizzling Shrimp and Chicken is addictive.

 

I am thinking of becoming a vegetarian I only eat Chicken and Fish anyway…

 

UGA had a bomb threat….so if the bomb did actually go off would we be able to do anything as GA is under a water crisis right now?

 

Why the hell are we under a water crisis?

 

Why did it take me so long to fall in love with Urban Grind Coffee shop?

 

Why is it Monday? Ugh.

 

*Drops Mic*

Finding Myself…Losing him

Damn

Why he have to leave me

Not now

When the eyes of my mind are not able to see by themselves

What did I ever do to deserve this

I couldn't even get 10 words out

Before he dipped

And now I'm sitting here looking at the time

Wondering who, what, when, where, how and why

I always treated him good

Well

At least I thought I did

We were each others first love from back in grade school

When we were kids

You see

I never once lied to him

Well..

There was that one time

But man you gotta understand

That dude was fine

From his head to his feet

And everything in between

Maybe if he had seen what I seen

He would understand

Yeah

I spit a little game

But things between us remained the same

I went home to him that night

And he lined my sight mind and body with gold

And I was able to let my soul

Pour out

And he forgave me

You see…that night

We made love like never before

Making sweet music together until my mind was sore

I mean

Me and him

We fit together better than any couple in life before

Mr. and Mrs. Huxtable

Whitney and Bobby

Snoop and weed

Whenever I had a jones or hunger for anything

he was there to fill my need

Mmmh….just thinking about em'

I can envision his swag sweeping through my thoughts

As he reads them

And I read his, who he nerv

Every article that touches every curve

As he slowly walks

he's the main reason I'm able to talk and express myself

And I just want him to come back

I promise I will never mistreat him again

But without him, I guess this is where it ends…

Wait a minute…

A light just came on in the room

The cloudiness is leaving

And in his arms

My mind is consumed

The torture is now over

Just in time cause I was getting real mad

This was the worst case of writer's block

I ever had

 

Snippet from a song on Finding Myself

©2007

Finding Myself

One of the hardest things in life I have ever done is step back and evaluate me as a person. A couple of weeks ago, I started doing just that. In the evaluation I discovered. I've lied, cheated, gloated, and many other things that I shouldn't do. I am running this rat race called life and hoping for the best. I am not perfect.

 

So in my evaluation I sat down and started writing. What may be my 1^st and only cd. Right now I don't know. I think concept albums such as the one I completed but haven't released called, "Two Weeks Notice," are unique and creative. But this CD for me is more profound, this body of work-though only in the writing stages makes me feel like I've finally found my voice. Like I had all of the right words there all along but now, I can finally speak them.

 

I guess time will tell, right now I am on a journey…

 

"Finding Myself" my official mixtape coming soon.

*drops mic*

 

Am I coming up?

"Finding Myself.."
Coming soon.

MORE ON THAT LATER.


So...I got BET AWARDS SHOW Tix in the mail...am I coming up?

Hmm..

*Drops mic*

Lesson Learned

So I'm sitting here in my crisp black shirt, creased black khakis, black socks, and black shoes....man I feel the urge to put my fist in the air and spew some intellectual phrase that turns heads or simply implies to the people, "I am somebody." Instead, I just sit and reflect on a few things... one I work for the whitest of whites..yacht owning, lakehouse having, what's Wal-mart individuals that you could meet. So why of all the people in my office is he the one to wear Black today? Should I ask...of course I should.

"Mr Duck Agent, I know why I have on all black today but why do you?"

"C.I...black is black and white is white. Just like wrong is wrong and right is right. I don't have to be black to know that.'

Today's Lesson....

Wrong is Wrong, right is right.... you don't have to be black to know that.

*Kicks Rocks, throws mic*