I'm still here y'all
I know I haven't posted in a minute. My apologies to all 2.5 members of my readership community, *lol*.
Well well well... what has gone on since? Nothing much, same ole same old, except that this past weekend I went to Atlanta with my homegirl T.T. and met up with my girl Meagan for her birthday. We went to see Erykah Badu, and old girl tow ( that's tore, for the slang challenged) the house down, as usual. Nina Sky and Twista opeened the show. We really wanted to see Jill Scott on Saturday, but the tickets sold out so we "settled" ( ha!) for Erykah. I was impressed with Nina Sky! They can really sing! Problem is, their material leaves something to be desired. As for Twista, I was a lil disappointed, because I'm a fan from his older days, and I wanted to hear more of that, but of course, he stayed focused on his latest album, which isn't bad per se, but I just like "old" Twista better.
We had a great time during the show though, during everyone's sets and right before Erykah's because that's when the DJ finally decided to start throwing fire on the 1s and 2s. At that point, it seemed like he started throwing on the BEST hip hop ever made up until the year of 1994 or so. I broke out of my normal shy shell ( thanks to Meagan and her nutty self) and danced my ass OFF. I had on heels and had to take those bad boys off to get my groove on properly... a sis was getting a lil hyped up in there! I swear that by the time I was through, my snug jeans has started slipping down, and my abs were looking tighter. We worked OUT, ya heard? what kinda pissed me of was... these neo boho posers. You know the type. I don't even have to begin to explain, but they are the typical type you'd expect to see at a Badu show. they were hating on us hard, and being stiff than a mug, like we were out of place by having a good time dancing and reciting along with the music before E's set. I guess we were disturbing their chi or some shit, or maybe my fro was obscuring their vision or something, I dunno. I apologize to ya phony stiff, fake wanna be boho asses though; I lit some nag champa in your honor before I went to bed that night :-).
After the concert, I went to a gay club with TT and her girlfriend, and danced a lil bit more... to the point where my thighs hurt! I usually don't dance, but what the hell the DJ was on fire... I figured I could drop another 5 pounds for the night, lol. I had a good time there too. Don't get me wrong, I love men, but y'all don't know how to behave in the club sometimes, so being the lezzie hag that I am, I had a ball. Most of the men there were cute too, but I didn't have to be concerned about being inappropriately groped. Lesbians are funny though... almost a lil more hardcore than men. I got hit on before I got in the door good. It's been my experience that if you have no intentions to go along with their game, A lesbian don't even wanna talk to your ass ANY MORE. With men, you can turn them down, and they'll still talk to you, or at least try to get a dance so they can rub up on you or something. Lesbians? Nope. Every time I said, "Sorry, I'm into men", the chicks got GHOST. Men who get dissed in clubs, take notes! Be gone once you get shot down, okay?
I had a really gracious host for the weekend, and I don't think I made it to their place til about 5:30 am, so You know I was tore down and worn out... thankfully, when I woke up, my body wasn't screaming in as much agony as it had been doing when I went to bed. After bsing most of the day, I was treated by my host to a nice spot, and I got to see OMAR!!! My goodness I have such a crush on Omar, it's a shame. I wanted to eat him up... despite the fact that she's short, and we all know I'm not crazy about short men. Omar is the bomb... and he got the nerve to make good music too. *sigh* What a guy.
Lets see... well you know I always have to close with a gripe though, right?
Well. Ever feel like you're just in the wrong place for EVERYTHING? I usually don't trip on men or relationships because my focus is usually elsewhere, but now I'm tripping because I really like someone, but knowing who and how I am, I can't pursue them because they don't live here. This sucks, and always happens to me. I met someone over the weekend too, but I wonder why I'm bothering, because of the same thing. I mean, sure we can visit each other, but it's not the same. Dating is hard enough as it is, but dating LONG DISTANCE? Fuggetaboutit. Tried it... as light dating and in a monagamous relationship... it's hard and I don't have the energy to devote to it. Why do the men here have to suck? Good news is, I'm leaving for the new year, God willing, so wish me luck!
Y'all be good now, ya hear?
Well well well... what has gone on since? Nothing much, same ole same old, except that this past weekend I went to Atlanta with my homegirl T.T. and met up with my girl Meagan for her birthday. We went to see Erykah Badu, and old girl tow ( that's tore, for the slang challenged) the house down, as usual. Nina Sky and Twista opeened the show. We really wanted to see Jill Scott on Saturday, but the tickets sold out so we "settled" ( ha!) for Erykah. I was impressed with Nina Sky! They can really sing! Problem is, their material leaves something to be desired. As for Twista, I was a lil disappointed, because I'm a fan from his older days, and I wanted to hear more of that, but of course, he stayed focused on his latest album, which isn't bad per se, but I just like "old" Twista better.
We had a great time during the show though, during everyone's sets and right before Erykah's because that's when the DJ finally decided to start throwing fire on the 1s and 2s. At that point, it seemed like he started throwing on the BEST hip hop ever made up until the year of 1994 or so. I broke out of my normal shy shell ( thanks to Meagan and her nutty self) and danced my ass OFF. I had on heels and had to take those bad boys off to get my groove on properly... a sis was getting a lil hyped up in there! I swear that by the time I was through, my snug jeans has started slipping down, and my abs were looking tighter. We worked OUT, ya heard? what kinda pissed me of was... these neo boho posers. You know the type. I don't even have to begin to explain, but they are the typical type you'd expect to see at a Badu show. they were hating on us hard, and being stiff than a mug, like we were out of place by having a good time dancing and reciting along with the music before E's set. I guess we were disturbing their chi or some shit, or maybe my fro was obscuring their vision or something, I dunno. I apologize to ya phony stiff, fake wanna be boho asses though; I lit some nag champa in your honor before I went to bed that night :-).
After the concert, I went to a gay club with TT and her girlfriend, and danced a lil bit more... to the point where my thighs hurt! I usually don't dance, but what the hell the DJ was on fire... I figured I could drop another 5 pounds for the night, lol. I had a good time there too. Don't get me wrong, I love men, but y'all don't know how to behave in the club sometimes, so being the lezzie hag that I am, I had a ball. Most of the men there were cute too, but I didn't have to be concerned about being inappropriately groped. Lesbians are funny though... almost a lil more hardcore than men. I got hit on before I got in the door good. It's been my experience that if you have no intentions to go along with their game, A lesbian don't even wanna talk to your ass ANY MORE. With men, you can turn them down, and they'll still talk to you, or at least try to get a dance so they can rub up on you or something. Lesbians? Nope. Every time I said, "Sorry, I'm into men", the chicks got GHOST. Men who get dissed in clubs, take notes! Be gone once you get shot down, okay?
I had a really gracious host for the weekend, and I don't think I made it to their place til about 5:30 am, so You know I was tore down and worn out... thankfully, when I woke up, my body wasn't screaming in as much agony as it had been doing when I went to bed. After bsing most of the day, I was treated by my host to a nice spot, and I got to see OMAR!!! My goodness I have such a crush on Omar, it's a shame. I wanted to eat him up... despite the fact that she's short, and we all know I'm not crazy about short men. Omar is the bomb... and he got the nerve to make good music too. *sigh* What a guy.
Lets see... well you know I always have to close with a gripe though, right?
Well. Ever feel like you're just in the wrong place for EVERYTHING? I usually don't trip on men or relationships because my focus is usually elsewhere, but now I'm tripping because I really like someone, but knowing who and how I am, I can't pursue them because they don't live here. This sucks, and always happens to me. I met someone over the weekend too, but I wonder why I'm bothering, because of the same thing. I mean, sure we can visit each other, but it's not the same. Dating is hard enough as it is, but dating LONG DISTANCE? Fuggetaboutit. Tried it... as light dating and in a monagamous relationship... it's hard and I don't have the energy to devote to it. Why do the men here have to suck? Good news is, I'm leaving for the new year, God willing, so wish me luck!
Y'all be good now, ya hear?
sputtered by HeavenLei/Blumoonbabe @ 5:15 PM
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