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I’m still sick. Yesterday I had a fever of 103 degrees…..it broke last nigt. Have you ever been awake when your fever broke? Why can you actually feel it? I was freezing and on fire at the same time. It was hell. I tried to eat some chicken broth last night. I tried to eat some crackers today.

The Grand Diva called me tonight to tell me to make sure to go to the doctor (like I’d forget).

I am actually feeling a little bit better right now. My head still hurts and I still have this really achy feeling. I’m watching Americal Idol (I hate when they talk back.  If your ass knew so much you’d already have an album and some fame.  Get a grip) and America’s Next Top Model. Any ANTM watchers out there? Two plus size models made the first cut.

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Did anyone watch The Game last night?  I love me some Tasha Mack!  I tape it every Monday.  Did you hear Tasha use my line?  “You know fat meat’s greasy!”  I was hollering.  I kept rewinding that scene and watching it again and again….cracking up.  She is always super duper fly and hilarious.  I really like this show.  This and Veronica Mars are the only shows that I watch on the CW network on a regular basis.

Speaking of Veronica Mars…I would love to be Veronica.  I’d have Weevil messing folks up on a regular basis!  Act up with me if ya want, your car would be snatched and squeezed into a lunch box.  Then we’d leave it on your front porch.  But I want Veronica to get back together with Logan. I love them as a couple.  That fruit loopy Parker can find her way back to the farm as far as I’m concerned.

My uncle called me yesterday and asked me to move back home so that I can run for his seat on the city council in 2 years.  At that time he’s planning on running for state senate and thinks that I could easily take his seat.

I am physically ill this moring.  My stomach is in knots, I hurt, my body is chilled, and I swear I’m dizzy.  Stores should really sell 20 oz. bottles of ginger ale.

I heard a dj on the radio a couple of weeks ago ask women why they don’t always wear matching bra and panty sets.  What damn difference does it make?  I know I have male readers.  If you don’t want to comment then email me .  I want to know why it bothers men so much whether a woman’s bra and panties match all the time.

I don’t have a playlist today.  I’m just sick.

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On last week’s episode of Lincoln Heights…

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Overheard at The Grand Diva’s house yesterday while I was in town for the birthday dinner.
 
I went to church to usher this morning and forgot to put my hair on. My head was so cold that I had to go home and get my hair before coming over here.
 
Mitch you need to wash my car. I shut the door today and dust flew.
 
I was the first person of color admitted to the nursing program in Tulsa. They tried to tell me that I was black. I told them that black is a descriptive color. Your suit is black. A sweater is black. I’m brown. Ain’t never been black.
 
“Is that pink? It looks white. Well I guess the thread looks pink.” “Grand Diva how can you see the color of the thread but have to squint to see the actual material?”
 
I told Dorothy that you ain’t supposed to wait til your husband is dead to throw your back out.
 
Pastor tried to embarrass me this morning. Telling everyone to repeat after him “Church starts at 9:00″ I repeated it but I’ll probably be late next Sunday too.
 

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Good Monday Morning.  Thanks for all of the advice and tips you guys gave me regarding planning and making arrangements.  I appreciate it.

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