Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Gettin' Allllll F-d Up!!!

My big sis Randy and her manfriend Carlos had a Q at their house this past Saturday. MAN was it fun. Rick, the pretty gay boy who turned out to be straight kept giving up shots of tequila and needless to say, by the end of the night, I was ALLLL fucked up!! I ended up yakking and poor Dre-dle had to deal with that, and he's a fab pal for it!! I had the hangover of the century on Sunday, but it was worth it.

Stupid July is halfway over and I still haven't done HALF of the things I wanted to do this summer. Beach, pools, mini roadtrips, outdoor film fest, summer dance, bar hopping (at bars with outdoor verandas,) etc. The only thing I have been able to do and love is go to Q's!!

That's ok, Jacks and I are gonna squeeze part of that stuff in next week when her manfriend leaves to Vegas!! ;p

Brad, you MUST tell me why you and Jen were at Lamaze class. Is there a baby Bradwell on the way? Does Dril know about this? Fill a sister in, yeah?

K. Mendez. Out.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Holy Crackers, It's A Blog

Ok so I know these blogsies are far and few in between these days.

But I swear 'fore God there's all sorts of crap going on!! (you gotta say that like a southern black woman.)

Let's see....

The home life has been stirred up quite a bit, and it's not even to it's maximum dysfunctional potential yet. Trust me, it'll get there in due time.

There is trouble in paradise (YES, again for those of you who know us!) But, as a wise Arby once told me, "love hurts, wear a fuckin' helmet." Right he was.

Work sucks more and more each day I'm there because I know I'm wasting away. Why is it that there are very few people who can say that they are happy going to work each day? I have a feeling that a majority of the people on the expressway, walking, or on the busses and trains (when they're not burning) aren't really happy about where they're headed.

I'm just....just.....well, I'm tired of complaining and not doing.

I'll admit that I'm guilty of that. Part of it is fear, you know. Fear of going out there, trying, and failing miserably.

The funny part is that if I heard anyone else talking like this, I'd advise them that life's about trying, falling, then getting up again, and that you only hurt yourself when you don't do anything. Why don't we ever take our own advice?

I need a fucking vacation, dammit.

I am responsible for a lot of things and a few people, but I am also responsible for myself. Now I should start acting like it.

Thanks Brad and Dril for your very funny comments and insight :) You are very much appreciated!!