Monday, April 30, 2007

Confused, Confused, Confused

A question for ladies: Why do some (and I stress some) of y'all wear outfits to expose cleavage, but when you come to the counter, y'all start covering that area up like there was a draft y'all just noticed?

See some ladies rock those outfits they chose. They're like, "yeah I got it, I flaunt it. Look but don't touch." Fine with me.

Others are like

"I'm sexy, look at meeeeee." *skips around in the winter with skimpy outfits.

"No I'm young and innocent (-esque)" *covers top with hands.

"I got them. Please check out what I got." *moves hands and sits near guys.

"Please don't see what I got." *covers self again as she asks for help at the counter.

"Peek-a-boo hoo." * She leaves a mess, like she's emotionally scarred.

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Erotica

Ok, now that I have your attention. LOL

“Erotica” is what I said will be the title of my thesis that won’t be explored until sometime in the far off future. My goal is to ask/write about if there was any literary and artistic merit to erotic fiction, and explore this in detail for my future thesis.

This is me moving away (against?) from my conservative background. This is me looking at all forms of mediums, and seeing what I can work with. A friend told me that people would only look at the pictures. LOL I should make it all text, but the reader in myself likes pictures too much. I do believe I need to break away and do something, wild, challenging, and on the risqué side.

That, and I should leave the college with something “fun” to read. By fun I mean I put time, effort, research, and well-crafted words to work for me as I explore my ideas. Maybe the title won’t be “Erotica,” but it makes me smile to think of it as such.

As an unwritten future, I think this would be a challenge. I am also sure I will have more pros and cons as I work this idea out further, and of course, I may find a more challenging thesis to tackle, or the thesis committee won’t like my ideas. Still “Erotica” is blog-worthy post.

Friday, April 27, 2007

On A Natural High

This week has been bittersweet, but I am very happy to say I am taking classes again. Let me back up a little for you.

Initially, I stopped taking classes. I’m not blaming anyone, but my workload and new duties were getting the best of my class assignments time and me. Needless to say I could slow down the class work, but not the job. I decided a lengthy break form class was in order. Furthermore, I was able to devote more time to my writing projects, which dominated my free time.

Needless to say, the time for my education to be at the forefront of my goals is here. It’s just one class next quarter, but that’s one step closer to my MFA. I will so bust it out. I will have a terminal degree in Contemporary Writing.

And my elementry school teachers called me "stupid." Assholes.

I’m feeling like a champ now. I hope and pray this feeling extends itself to my entire life.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

More With Fiction Writing

My master cast list needed polishing for my proposed mini series. Its that I want to present it with clarity and exactly what I need to say. I am more than pleased I did this, as it allowed me to touch base with the story again. It allowed me to see what I am writing. I really want to get this story published. I pray for a response, positive or negative. I will move onto the next publisher, if I have to. I never felt like this before on a project.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Bittersweet III: Real Inspiration

NOTE: Dear readers. This may seem a little out of sequence, or an odd request, but could you start reading from part one (below). I want you to have the full impact of what I wrote. I would appreciate any comments you have as well.

---S.

Michael was the type of professor who withheld all comments. I always thought he disapproved of my artwork. That was so far from the truth. Back in my undergrad days, I stood out like a sore thumb. I was tall, and the only African-American male student in the Studio Art department. There were a few AA ladies, but they were scattered about. I, however, digress. Michael could remember me easily. I loved working on my art. He was kind enough to check on my progress, along with so many of the faculty.

He enriched me as a student by giving me the space to grow, and encouraging me to be a better artist. I am so grateful for his support. I can tell you with all honesty that it hurts that I didn’t know he passed until tonight. It hurts that my friends weren’t my friends.
I choose, in loving memory of my Professor, to make more art, and I feel the need to rise above all transgressions. Ain’t nobody taking that from me.

Bittersweet II: Goodbye Michael Tyzack

NOTE: Dear readers. This may seem a little out of sequence, or an odd request, but could you start reading from part one (below). I want you to have the full impact of what I wrote. I would appreciate any comments you have as well.

---S.

Today I have mixed blessings. After months of trying to get back into classes, I now have the opportunity to get back into them. I am so grateful. I had a little bit of struggle, but I decide to not focus on the negative, but on the positive. No need for it.

Found out today, that Michael Tyzack, the department head of the Studio Art department passed away in February. I never knew this. OMG. I am so upset. Let me confess, I loathe funerals and wakes, but I would have gone to his. Tyzack is one of the instructors who encouraged me to keep working at my craft, and to go to graduate school.

What pulled the rug from under me was that people, who I used to work with, on campus, knew this, and have both my email and cell number, and didn’t bother to say a thing to me. These are people who know I graduated from the Studio Art department. I started full time there in my last semester as an undergrad. Oh God, I have to let them go. I have to let this go. I’m going nowhere with the resentment.

Bittersweet Part I: Let ‘Em Go

This week has been a mix of things. On YABS forum, we were talking about passive-aggressive people calling themselves my friend. My response, and my conclusion is that I will be forgetting people who don’t respect me. They aren’t worth getting mad over anymore. Not worth feeling upset about.

Tonight I found something that impacted me so strongly. I thought I knew some people, I worked with for years. Came to know them, care about them. Felt like we had a family unit at work. When I left Charleston, I gave them my cell phone number. They never called. I called them, and I still did not get the message that I was not someone they wanted to be friends with anymore. Every call was one sided. Foolish me.

I know if I visit the old job, some of these peeps would smile and say how am I, but that’s it. I’ll never get a call again. I say to this, let them go. If they don’t want to call, or be friends, then what need I do? Let ‘em go.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

I've Been Thinking

There I go again thinking of things, like how to deal with my life, when something strikes me in the middle of my humor. Half the things I worry about are absolutely nothing. less than zero. Why did I ever devote time to worrying about this? Just the sam I am over that garbage. I am looking forward to trying on new hats.

Oh, I found my Photoshop book too.

A.P.B. My Photshop CS Book.

Y'all know 'cause I want it, I can't find this damn thing. I want to re-teach myself some stuff. I'm having creative ideas. If this book keeps hiding, I swear that II would be surpised if I stuffed it in the closet, and never looked back. If I don't find it, I will read my Illlustrator maunal first. Then Fireworks.

No, its not under my bed, and not in my pile of discarded things. Dammit, Adobe products, why must I be tormented with silliness. May purchase a subscription to Lynda.com, and work that out.

Somewhere I need to find my Flash and Dreamweaver manuals, and bust them down. Have people making double takes. Yes, i am that good, and not afraid to expand my horizons. It's all about communication people. This is how I feel, and I don't want to fight the need to speak.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Having An Ok Day

I sleep too much. Really I do. I don't like sleeping so late, but that would mean going to bed at a respectable hour. When will that happen? I'm thinking of new ideas so I will be fine. lol.

My lactose intolerance has spiked this month, and I have felt the nasty pains of not having my lactade to help digest the dairy in my diet. It felt like someone was kicking me in my abs and chest. A war with dairy inside my body.

Still working on my story. Printed it like 10 mins before I got dressed for work, only to find I ran out of black ink. I have a spare cartridge, but had not time to replace it and finish the printing. Well, its not like I can edit all 19 pages like I want to in one day. I should so have numbered the pages. Hindsight is always perfect.

EDIT: It is always fantastic to have an ok day, than a miserable day. Let the day be blah, it could be crappy.

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Why Did I Watch Boondocks Last Night?

Why did I watch Boondocks last night? All I can say is I laughed so hard, it hurt. Never has an overuse of the n word been used where I found it to be satired, as well as rap itself. OMG I will not spoil it for you. You will have to see the misadventure of Ganstalicious for yourself. Talk about hot mess, and me splitting my side laughing at all that mess. It was good. If the other episodes are as good as that was, I will watch more.

EDIT: Link to the Boondocks website.

My Go At Multitasking-Life Is So Unfair

So if I had longer hair I would rip it off as I played the multi tasker for the week-end. I spent 30 mins trying to fill out some forms, and other things, like balancing a budget, making some calls, and talking with some peeps I neglected to do earlier. Ugh, arrrgh.

Then of, course, I didn't eat until late, and my blood sugar dropped like a ton of bricks. This was worse than "fall down day," as I did not mention the pot of hot soapy water that fell on the floor. I thought it was balanced on the sink, there it went splashing all over the floor.

I nibbled on some chips, we all know the chips don't have the nutrition it takes to give that boost. If my mother were here she'd be fussing with me for not eating sooner. She'd be right, this time. As I laid on my bed, I heated some food, and I should have microwaved it. I was distracted by television. As I laid there feeling low, I was like somethings cooking, and then I realized my pot was on the stove. Fortunately I did not have it at high heat. Ate my leftover baked beans and sausage. It took forever for my blood sugar to get back to a decent level.

I feel silly. So silly that I can't talk about the slice of cheesecake I had later on that tasted so good, and I could have had it sooner had I not put too much effort into multi-tasking. Oh, I got most of it done.

Beyonce - Green light [NEW OFFICIAL VID]

Because my blog needs a sexy lady singing.

Changes II

Was always afraid of what change brings, what it means to me. So scared I don't do what I need to do. It only proves I have much to learn about life. I'm still gonna do what I need to in order to improve the quality of my life. It seems difficult, but I believe that can improve my life. No looking back, no regretting what didn't happen. Let's look towards the future to better times and happiness.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Fall Down Day!

Thursday was “fall down day.” I kept falling, and quite frankly I was like why am so clumsy. I tripped over everything in my apartment: the carpet, thin air, my shoes, which I should have moved, etc.

Then people deleted me from their email accounts, and threw away my avatars, by accident. Don’t nobody delete me anymore. lol

I didn’t write much fiction, which likely means something at least three pages will be done tonight, along with my fafsa forms.

I was supposed to watch “Like Water For Chocolate,” because I borrowed this DVD and need to get it back to the owner. A friend recommended Netflix, and I should think about it.

Multi-tasking like crazy. I’m getting hungry. Thawed out the lasagna, so I may take a bite.

My Weird Dream; Stacy "Died"

Had the weirdest dream about being dead, then coming back to look on my family. It seems like my immediate family members knew I was hanging around, but everyone else didn’t. They didn’t see me at all. People were coming to prey on my family’s vulnerability, but I was there causing stuff to happen, and foil them. That’s love for you, that you stop your resting to help those you love.

I think this is a rebirth type of dream. I've changed. It is so clear. Odd, the story i recently wrote was about rebirth as well.

Movie Day

Granted, I am tired, and I have been watching silly movies today. Tried to sit through War of the Worlds, twice and failed. Not interested, which is odd for sci-fi and me. Nothing was clicking for me in the story. Watched Silver Hawk, a martial arts super hero flick starring Michelle Yeoh. It was silly, but fun. I watched most of it, but I'd seen it already

Spent so much time at YABS today. If was fun time so I don’t feel bad about it.

Wrote nothing today, which may change if I stay up. This blog entry should count for something, and my forum postings.

OMG my scalp is drier than paint chips. Gotta wash it down, and break out the conditioner. Can't be going around scartching my scalp. Looks on the gross side of life.

No plans for tomorrow other than to finally sit my tailbone down and do my fafsa form. Its long overdue, but since I have no plans, I better work that out.

Speaking of grad school, there are some kinks in the road, that need to be smoothed. I am hoping to get this managed before the fall quarter starts or I may be S.O.L. This worries me a whole lot. I will elaborate one days, as sometimes talking about it still upsets me.

Bought a cheesecake that has been so good, I do feel guilty for taking a slice. Its real creamy, and melts in your mouth. All I can say is it was a good buy.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Changes...

I'm getting a feeling that I'm heading for some changes. Call it instinct, but something's got me thinking I am going to give up some things, or make some positive changes in my life. Something of an epiphany. I know this as I see and sense that my responses have changed. I know that I am growing and learning still.

I am nervous. I am afraid of what will come. It's foolishness. I handle change adeptly, as I have always done. I do resist, but I get over that too.

Maybe I will look back at this time and smile because I know the negative impact is over, and I don't have to think about the negative anymore. The negative is a teaching tool. Instead of worrying about the things I cannot change, I will dwell on the things I can change.

Good events take time, and do not happen overnight. There will be many times where I will have to plant a seed, and see where this leads me. The resources I don't call upon, will available to me again, because I believe in myself.

Hanging at the Crossroads

This is where I am now, at the crossroads. I want to improve my life, and find a fulfilling direction that is stronger and meaningful. I also want to rise above where I am. Yes I am demanding more out of my life. I was feeling low about this in February, but I have come to the decision that rather than spend that time loathing where I am, but to build on my strengths. This requires me to take stock of my skills. This also requires me to shed myself of the belief that I can’t do wonderful things on my own.

I want to go on hours about change, but I have to go grab my tutorial books and run through my software skills because I can kick ass. I need to refresh my mind.

I Know I'm Tired When...

You know I was tired when after my hot bath, and put my boxers on backwards. Then I get mad at the boxers for being wrong, not my tired, fool self. Of course, I forgot to take out my contacts, because that would be too easy, and they need to get out of my eyes before I fall into a sleep.

Of course, I forgot to turn down the thermostat, since I upped it for the bath time. I only remember after I pull the covers over myself and get comfortable. I popped in a DVD to help me fall asleep. I’ve seen Revolutionary Girl Utena so many times I can recite the lines in my dreams.

No animation tonight. I want to watch something with people in them (I will settle for Beast Wars if I don’t find a movie though).

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

4/17/07

It’s been a busy few days and I am tired. I am still excited about writing. The story has taken some new turns, and I did some research to add some depth to the material. It’s pushing the material away from a straight up comedy, into a more dramatic story, which I find very appealing to work on.

I will say that the characters themselves are dictating and demanding of the story. This rough draft is begging to be structured. There are chunks of the story I am asking myself, how does the situation get to this point? What made him and her choose this path? There are additional scenes I need to have in order to make the story much more clearer.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Progress

Writing this story when I realized that I will need some reseach to improve the next draft. A couple of the characters have defined themselves in a very negative way. I've got to get a handhoild on it. Crazy ass characters. lol

Does The Happy Dance

Been working on my writing. Only scribbled down notes, ideas and scenes on paper. I am going to add them to the draft shortly. Came up with yet even more crazy ideas. I am loving this experience. To be honest, I was dreading starting a new story. Its something I needed to do for the creative soul in me, and get back into something to make me forget my first project. Went through that dry spell and some false starts with other stories that I will eventually reclaim and work out.

Eating a late dinner tonight. Made dinner for a change, instead of spending $10.00 per night on food. Made baked beans (bold and spicy blend) and rice. The southerner added sautéed onions & bell peppers, as well as bacon and sausage. It’s so good.

Gotta get back to my script. My guess is after I get 15-20 pages of the rough draft, I may be able to claim it as chapter one. I may go further. I honestly don’t know where chapter one ends, so I may double that length, then edit after all chapters are done.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Fooling Around

Decided to write out some dialogue for an idea, and found myself working and working on it until it was nine pages long. I love the idea that I started. I am going to keep writing on this. Eventually I will have to break the dialogue into panels, and this will be the first chapter of a four, or five-part script. I am excited that I have some new ideas, and am willing to push this further to make this project completed and off to a publisher.

It’s got a mild humor bent, and the strength is between the characters’ interactions. I could stay up all night trying to add more pages, as I can visualize the next scene right now. I got the music going and no interruptions until the morning. However I feel it best to hold back on some things. God willing, I will get more dialogue going.

UPDATE: Ten pages now!

Sunday, April 15, 2007

My Day

Me too darn tired. me no wanna write a thing. But I get these five sentencces down, like I'm s'posed ta' and I'll be alright. Did me grocery shopping and I wanted a cheesecake but Wal-Mart was a little low on the goodies side. I had to pass on by. Picked up some salad and some fruits. I'm tring to get healthier foods. Th.ings to balance out the cheese cake. I don't want to be a lard butt ya know.

On the way home some ass in a pick up was tailgaiting, then darted into the next lane, and then the third, tailgiting that person. I know when people try to ride the bumper I take my foot off the accelerator. No need for me to feel pressure when I was doing the speed limit. You got ants in your pants-not my problem. I know if you tailgate me, you're going to be pissed. Get off my bumper. Also, I can't run over the peeps in front of me. Slow that thing down.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Ten Pages

I got the first ten pages of the script done. I have thirteen more for chapter 1. The harder decision, is this four chapters/issues or six? A brother be thinking about all kinds of stuff. We'll have to see, but the rule is to not edit until I got stuff done.

Untitled

Today is one of those crazy days. A pair of khakis don’t fit so well. They are so snug, or I’ve gotten wider around the waist ☺ lol I needed a new pair or three. Perhaps that will be on point for the week-end. I’d like to get that outta the way. lol can’t be showing up at the job all jacked up over some pants. Lord, my crotch and waist will thank me for not trying to compress them into ill-fitting pants.

The roads are so dangerous. Again people straddling the lanes, crossing lanes with no signals, and not paying attention to where they are going. I was really scared driving a few times.

About to reclaim a script and work out ten pages tonight. Forgot to make my grocery list, and I will do that before I go to be tonight because it needed to be done.

Gotta skit I need to rock out as well. If I don’t I will be pissed with myself for not putting some energy into it.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Driver’s Seat, Yeah That’s Me

This is me trying to get myself back into a frame of writing. I need to write at least one paragraph a day. Yeah its simple, but I need to do it as a warm-up. Get the creative mind flowing because I’d like to have some pieces of a story ready to write & type. Truth is I’m afraid. Afraid of what’s going to happen next. This is unlike me, as I know how to put pen to paper. So what the heck am I afraid of?

Meant to call my Mom, but I got sidetracked. Nothing new. I will call her tomorrow when I get the chance.

The day is ok. Feel a little rushed, but am sitting down on my break relaxing to a point.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Keep On Dicking Around

I hesitate to post this entry as the offending party comes off looking like a real jackass, so I censor this post to protect the guilty’s ID. If I didn’t care for said guilty party, I might act a bastard and post their name.

Last month, the offender was late with his cell phone bill, again, so I called and asked what’s the problem. Furthermore I suggested that if the offender could not make the bill at a certain time, to let me know, but it needs to be paid before the end of the month. The offender agreed, and then asked if I could get a phone for his girlfriend.

I’m like no way. She betta hook up with prepay. She needs to march her butt down to Verizon Wireless, get those prepaid minutes, and be happy. The offender can’t pay his bill on time now, why would I get him another phone for his girlfriend (Don’t answer that, please)? He says the girlfriend takes his phone all the time, and he needs his. I am embarrassed he asked me this. I was like, you must hate me on some level, or think so low to use me. Somebody’s gonna get their phone cut off if they keep dicking around.

Stop Farting, You're Stinking Up The Place

The week starts off with negative vibes. People are trippin like they need some high-powered meds. The kind of meds that make a person look and feel numb, to help them get them outta this universe. Their attitudes stink like farts. A loud fart that is so nasty you know the maker needs to change his shorts. It gets testy around these here parts. Fortunately I know how to open a window, and let that foul air on out. I’m moving right along.

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Mellow

I need some rest, so I chill this day, hoping to feel mellow for the rest of the night. Was debating which DVD to pop in. I may put one in at random. So long as it keeps me entertained without bogging me down. Will jot down s'more writing soon.

Was thinking of some new foods. Stuffed cabbage sounds good. Hadn't done that in years. Stuffed cabbage, wild rice, and some mixed greens/ or string beans.

Been obsessing over cheesecake. J clued me onto Juniors' website. May order their sampler. My only gripe is that when I went to the site, I automatically gained ten pounds. lol Oh those cakes look so delicious.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

My Breakthrough

If I don't give a damn about what others may think of my ideas, I will write more, and work harder at producing quality mateiral, no matter the medium. No regrets, no limitations, no distractions.

Like 1, 2, 3-Thinking Outside the Box

Moving right along, I decided I will have a burger for lunch from B & D's. This means I need to remember to order it on time. I tend to forget things so easily. The powers of the rapid fire mind. I'm laying off the frappichino today, as I think after twice in a row I may be taking in too much caffine. I am amped as it is. Time to let it go, for the weekend, at least. :-)

My mind is racing with new impulses and ideas. I wonder what is going on in that head of mine. I truly won't know until I jot it all down.

Totally OD'd on Beast Machines. I got to disk three of the series. I want to peep Justice League Unlimited. I keep hoping the costs for the DVD's drop as it stands at $39.00 each (seasons 1 & 2).

I'm nervous about new prosepcts, but this is a good thing. Its better for me to feel nervous and scared, than it is to feel that crappy complacent feel I get sometimes. I never want to work when I am too complacent. I say this because I know that its good to keep moving and breaking outside my comnfort zone.

Had these ideas for stories. Wow, the thoughts were so inapproriate, in that rude, and funny. I felt ashamed of them. Yes that sounds incredibly stupid, as I have not committed them to being published, but I have so many off the wall ideas. I edited myself, and didn't write them down. i can still hear them in the back of my head, and I don't think that was a good idea to try and suppress them.

I should unleash my ideas, because I don't think censoring myself is the way to go. Its different from pulling back from an extreme. An extreme is me taking something so far, that I'm not in touch with my ideas.

I almost censored mysef on my first script, but after thinking that this is what the character would do, I realized that it was a worthy risk of shock and/or horror as to what was done. I left that aspect in.

Here's to being outside the box.

Busy Little Bee

Ok, I need a new project. Not just something to keep me busy, but I need to delve into a fully realized new project. Of late I have been jotting down notes and stuff. I have a four person cast for a story that is comming into focus, however, I would like to get myself past the list, but it is maturing slowly and steady. I should not rock that boat.

A bit of sucky news, my artist, again has left a project. This is awful to me, as I thought the energy we had for the short story was awesome and the fisnished product would have been fabulous. I've been thinking about doing the artwork myself. Yes, I am a fine artist, and not a sequential artist. I don't know how quick I can draw this, but maybe, just maybe I should try it out for my own curiosity. Now I'm wondering how good a job I could do. This is going to be rough, but the foundation for drawing is there. I have to do some research, for my character, but I think I can createsome rough sketches this week.

Gotta get some photo references. :-) Busy, busy, busy.

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Drama, Drama, Drama

There is drama everywhere. Not my drama, but drama nonetheless. It gets to you in that indirect way and locks hold of your mind. Today, all I want to do is purge my mind of the foolishness that is so not my own. Let me tell you, I have enough of my own dram to get through. I'm gonna start using that dram for my stories.

Speaking of stories, scribbled down some notes about some ideas. I so need to work on a full new project. Dive into it, and break it down.

The Steak Out

Back at it again with the ribeyes. Marinated them yesterday, and will be cooking them tomorrow, provided I get up on time to do the deed. I wish I had a grill. Cause I would cook those suckers on that grill.

Ok, I’m tired, and I foolishly didn’t eat a good brunch. Potato chips are not solid food. I know this, yet I played that game anyways. Willful ignorance. I pay for it every day I try it. Gonna learn one day.

Foolishly got caught up in the soaps again. Something about how trampy the character of Brooke Logan can get I find fascinating. I should turn away, but I don ‘t. It’s like watching a Judge Hatchet DNA test. Sorry people doing sorry things, hoping for something significant to happen from a DNA test. I always get the feeling they go back to the same behavior just the same.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Paradise Kiss Opening

This is a romance anime. I read some of the manga. Wouldn't mind seeing the first few episodes.

Nasty Ass Horses

I have lived in three cities, and the worst part of two of them is the carriage tours with the horses. Well, first of all the carriages are slow, and being a driver I don’t want to spook the horses. I feel bad their out in the hot sun of any historic district.

What I loathe most of all is the horseshit is everywhere. The streets are littered with feces, baking in the sun, and both Savannah, and Charleston have that muggy heat. The heat intensifies the smell. Let me tell you the to think you are safe from the smell of horse poop is a HUGE mistake. I nearly puked in my car on the way to work. I didn’t want the air on to vent the shit. I didn’t want the window down to bring in that hot, crap ridden funk.

What do I see smushed by tires on the road to work? Horse poop. What do I see when I step out of my car after paying an already nauseous amount of money in the meters? Horse poop. What did somebody step in on their walk across the street for all to smell and see? Damn horse poop.

One day I looked out the window and what did I see, a horse pooping at the stoplight. Thank God I don’t eat at my desk, and the door was closed. I didn’t even have to go out for dinner. I brought my own food. All I can say is heat turns poop to shit bomb. Go outside to get a soda or latte, day or night you smell the smell.

I am so disgusted. I need a bath to rinse the thoughts from my head.

Rich

Tried a slice of Millionaire’s Brownie cake. Let me tell you, this was one rich slice of cake. OMG, its so good, so sweet. Well worth the price I spent on it. LOL I won’t be buying another slice soon. Why? Well, the price and the fact that rich foods are instant weight gains. It was good. It was damn good. I am feeling good all inside and out.

Ummm, the Macy Gray CD, Big, followed me home. Can I keep it? Really, I DL’ed it from iTunes. I am listening to Big as I type this. I am enjoying the CD. I “Get Out, Okay” are my faves so far, but I need to hear it a few more times before I say anything else about the CD as a whole.

Read some comics. Fell in love with Stormwatch PHD. So much in love I ordered a subscription via mail. Writer Christos Gage said it was good months ago at YABS, but now the proof is in. I’m loving what I read.