The STD trich (trick) has similar symptoms if a yeast infection - things I think you should know as you drink your morning coffee.
(seeing as how this was on the radio ad as I drank mine I figured I should share... and be pretty well pissed off as I do not want need or desire this kind of information at 8:57 am and while I am all about being informed PLEASE keep that shyt to yourself --LITERALLY- and if you can't go see a doctor or something)
SHEESH...
that's all...
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
I thought
I thought
I thought I saw u
In the train going uptown
Must have been a figment of my imagination/ something that I thought I wanted to see.
But despite the perceived trepidation--
the thoughts of oh my goodness what am I going to say if and when I see you again-
there was nothing.
Not a hint of regret
Not a slight of remorse
Not even a whisper of care
It is like you were not even there.
Invisible
And all the while trying to capture my attention.
You could not help the amazement in your eyes- that gave you away.
You looked me over not once not twice but 5 individual times-
trying to remember the girl you left
cause she is not the woman you see.
You notice my hair-
don't recall it falling that way.
I sit with a smile from my soul -
not just my mouth and that is foreign to you.
Other men notice too what I am to be seen.
And all the while you try to remain hidden
too ashamed to look me in the eye.
Something about that makes me laugh even more at the comedy of errors
of you.
It is your stop - I remember it well.
You rush to get off the train - debating to speak or pretend this never happened.
Trust me there was a time I wished you never happened.
But I smile in your direction - hell even give a wink with my right eye/
This happened and the proof just stared you back in the face.
More assured you were the best thing I never had.
Sent from my iPhone
I thought I saw u
In the train going uptown
Must have been a figment of my imagination/ something that I thought I wanted to see.
But despite the perceived trepidation--
the thoughts of oh my goodness what am I going to say if and when I see you again-
there was nothing.
Not a hint of regret
Not a slight of remorse
Not even a whisper of care
It is like you were not even there.
Invisible
And all the while trying to capture my attention.
You could not help the amazement in your eyes- that gave you away.
You looked me over not once not twice but 5 individual times-
trying to remember the girl you left
cause she is not the woman you see.
You notice my hair-
don't recall it falling that way.
I sit with a smile from my soul -
not just my mouth and that is foreign to you.
Other men notice too what I am to be seen.
And all the while you try to remain hidden
too ashamed to look me in the eye.
Something about that makes me laugh even more at the comedy of errors
of you.
It is your stop - I remember it well.
You rush to get off the train - debating to speak or pretend this never happened.
Trust me there was a time I wished you never happened.
But I smile in your direction - hell even give a wink with my right eye/
This happened and the proof just stared you back in the face.
More assured you were the best thing I never had.
Sent from my iPhone
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Hurricane Irene
Hurricane Irene
Impending storm update: I figure I should shave a leg and underarm lest we loose electricity and the waves come and I'm in need of rescue--would not want a woolly mammoth status stop me from being saved by sexy rescue man.
Also shaving by candlelight is trickier than need be.
be safe...
Impending storm update: I figure I should shave a leg and underarm lest we loose electricity and the waves come and I'm in need of rescue--would not want a woolly mammoth status stop me from being saved by sexy rescue man.
Also shaving by candlelight is trickier than need be.
be safe...
Friday, August 19, 2011
such a paradox:
Sitting on this #2 train and there seemed to be two Caucasian fellows looking like two regular dudes. Next thing you know they break out into Shakespeare on the train and do a scene from Romeo and Juliet complete with killing, laying on the floor, fight scene and poison (in the form of a water bottle--fitting). It was utterly cool and I was impressed (they earned my dollar), stated where you can see further performances (in some little theater off off off off Broadway) & got off train at 96 street. But who gets on next-- a Hispanic dude who is asking for some change and anything we can do to help him out. No song no dance no prose, no nothing. After the performance of the other folks, this dude is getting nothing and I think to myself -such a paradox--how some people 'work' for theirs and some people just ask.
Monday, August 15, 2011
coffee thought...horoscope
because i am just seeing this now... I will take it for today...
good morning all!
Gemini Horoscope for August 14, 2011
Okay, so you might not exactly be in love with your career right now, but there is a very bright light shining in your professional future. You are paying into an account of goodwill that will start to show handsome returns very soon, so just keep plugging away. You will get what you deserve. It's important for you to keep thinking about your goals, and not to get too emotional about your current situation. There's no reason to feel hopeless -- in fact, you have every reason to feel hopeful!
that's all...
good morning all!
Gemini Horoscope for August 14, 2011
Okay, so you might not exactly be in love with your career right now, but there is a very bright light shining in your professional future. You are paying into an account of goodwill that will start to show handsome returns very soon, so just keep plugging away. You will get what you deserve. It's important for you to keep thinking about your goals, and not to get too emotional about your current situation. There's no reason to feel hopeless -- in fact, you have every reason to feel hopeful!
that's all...
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
coffee thought...
i think i am back on my grind--- the coffee grind today. I don't know something made me get up today and thank the Lord I am able to keep it moving... today may not be perfect but I am here to make it happen.
All about crabs...?
In the world of relationships I will admit (experientially) I am a bit of a novice but in theory i am actually an expert at matters of the heart (hey aren't we all?) so when someone seeks my advice I feel I come from a place that can truly help them- unbiased and fair and equitable (hell, my dream job from when I was a little girl was I wanted to be a judge back in the day but my law track got derailed) I digress. Bro #2 is having girl issues : what say u?2 years in a committed relationship all is 'we'll' well as in nothing life shattering thank god. A few absentee moments and mis-communications abound but they are trudging along towards... Bliss? Love? Marriage? kids? all of the above? I guess...
well- a trip came up that she wanted to go on--it was a trip someone from her job was planning to crab fest. Now, it was themed up as a either a singles thing OR something where the girls can go on and have a good time (clubbing/ dancing/ etc). She invited her boyfriend and he really don't have it in his budget + he mentioned that he was not too keen on her going (there was mention of debauchery etc etc) well OK. She put it aside and they planned a trip together (Aww) well fast forward 2 months and lo and behold she 'forgets' to mention that she in fact paid for crab fest and fully intends to go crab feasting and deal with that. The brother was pissed -- not cause of the issue of crabfesting but the general 'perceived' lack of care of his feelings in the matter.
What say me?
i was all well, she paid for it and wants to go and this is not something she has done/ experienced before so why not'? cause i mean really no man (my man or not) is gonna say who what when where and why i can go somewhere or not. yes, I will ask your opinion and take that into consideration- then of course like life I will do the hell WHAT I WANT.
that opinion didn't go over too well- but it is what it is.
what say you?
*update, she didn't go-they continues to argue about the perceived cheating and lack of information sharing and if this is what relationships are--i don't need em. I still want one.**
well- a trip came up that she wanted to go on--it was a trip someone from her job was planning to crab fest. Now, it was themed up as a either a singles thing OR something where the girls can go on and have a good time (clubbing/ dancing/ etc). She invited her boyfriend and he really don't have it in his budget + he mentioned that he was not too keen on her going (there was mention of debauchery etc etc) well OK. She put it aside and they planned a trip together (Aww) well fast forward 2 months and lo and behold she 'forgets' to mention that she in fact paid for crab fest and fully intends to go crab feasting and deal with that. The brother was pissed -- not cause of the issue of crabfesting but the general 'perceived' lack of care of his feelings in the matter.
What say me?
i was all well, she paid for it and wants to go and this is not something she has done/ experienced before so why not'? cause i mean really no man (my man or not) is gonna say who what when where and why i can go somewhere or not. yes, I will ask your opinion and take that into consideration- then of course like life I will do the hell WHAT I WANT.
that opinion didn't go over too well- but it is what it is.
what say you?
*update, she didn't go-they continues to argue about the perceived cheating and lack of information sharing and if this is what relationships are--
Wednesday, August 03, 2011
coworkers...
Coworkers are a mess….
System down all morning and we are about to get a barrage of phone calls regarding the particular things we do.
Co-worker: well I am glad the system is coming back up; I'd rather have it working than not when I am answering the [stupid] phone calls.
Me: well yeah- that is helpful.
Co-worker: ...otherwise I would start having an existential crisis: why am I here? ...what am I doing with my life? …that sort of thing?
Me: you need help.
Co-worker:...am I making a difference? does my life have purpose...?
Me: answer the phones.
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