Why do you feel the need to staple this THREE times? Is three staples gonna hold these two damn sheets of paper together better than just one staple?!
Why did HE walk into the office carrying a Mac bag?
Why does fruit from Whole Foods last like...indefinitely?
Why do I feel like I'm wearing a sweatsuit right now? Today's outfit is COMFFYYYYY!
Why are my allergies acting an ass? Or is this the beginnings of a cold?
Why I prolly look like Rudolph right now?
Why would you ask ME if I know where your corporate card bill is being mailed?
Why he look like Robo-Cop without the armor?
Why did D rub my hair this morning and I loved him that much more?
Ah hell naw! Why did he just apply some stuff from the Mac bag to his face?!!!!
Why is my office heater not workinggggggggg?
Why did we go see Eric Roberson again last weekend and that shit was GREAT?!
Why have I been listening to his live CD non-stop since then?
Why is this reminiscent of when I saw Corrinne Bailey Rae perform on Oprah and took my ass right to Walmart to buy her CD...at 12:30 AM...on a weekday?
Why is this Allegra not doing shit? Damn, this is prolly a cold...
Why does that cancel my plans of going to class tonight and solidifies my plans of taking some Nyquil and getting in the bed?
Why did my B.C. pills KILL my sex drive?
Why is that shit BACK WITH A VENGEANCE?!
Why am I soooo happy that I'll be off my rag when D and I are in *surprise destination*?
Why did that sound so unsexy? LOL!
Why are none of the outlets in my office working right now?
Why what the fuck is going on?!
Why is my laptop about to d....i......e..........?
Why that's the end of this post?
Peace yall!
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Tagged!
I was tagged by Ms. Opinionated and since I also did not have much to talk about...this will be fun. LOL
The rules are to elaborate on the word(s) I've put in bold lettering below.
Accent – I guess that classic Midwestern accent. A little country...but not as country as people from the Chi. LOL! People can definitely tell I'm from the Midwest when I talk. Because I speak PROPER ENGLISH I also sometimes get..."Did you grow up around White people?" Blah. I have also been told that I do say some words extra country-like. D makes fun of me all the time. But I can't help it...my family's from the south. Guess some of that rubbed off on me.
I Don't Drink – I'm with Opinionated...I don't drink beer either. It smells like piss and bums. I don't want to imagine what it tastes like.
Chore I Hate – Grocery shopping. If I never went to the grocery store again, it would be too soon. D is always dragging me but sometimes he'll go by himself, which I love. I don't care if he comes back with nothing but hotdogs, fries and canned pineapples...at least I didn't have to go.
Pets – My first pet was our dog, Duchess. She was extra dumb but we loved her. Then we got the cat from hell, Chucky. I don't have a pet of my own right now (our apt. only allows cats...D and I are allergic) but my parents have a Yorkie named Fancy (as in Fancy from the Jamie Foxx show lol). She is a gorgeous little creature...such a girl. She actually likes to dress up in those stupid dog clothes. And she's smart as hell. I won't tell yall about the time she tricked me into getting up from the table so she could lick all up on my bowl of ice cream. D and I really want a dog but that will have to wait.
Essential Electronic – My mp3 player...I need way more music on there but I listen to it almost every morning on the drive to work.
Perfume/Cologne – I love Curve for men. OMG, even on women that shit is the bomb. Not saying I am all up on women sniffing them but you get what I'm saying. I also like Li ght Blue by Dolce & Gabanna, that perfume by Vera Wang...Princess...? Ummm...I just ripped a page out of my latest issue of Cosmo that had some new perfume that I want to get. Can't think of the name right now but it was banging.
Gold or silver – I used to love gold but I wear nothing but silver now.
Insomnia – D would say that I sleep way too much. But he can stay up for days at a time...like a crackhead.
Job Title – Administrative Coordinator
Most Admired Trait – I have been told that I have pretty eyes. They're green/gray. Surprisingly though, a lot of people don't notice them. LOL! My granny says I have nice legs. D likes em too. However, I think that my left thumb is pretty damn awesome.
Kids – I don't have any. I do want them one day but I'm not currently working on that. LOL!
Religion – I grew up going to a Baptist church. I don't go regularly but my faith and belief (in certain things) is very strong.
Siblings – I have an older brother and a younger sister which puts me in the middle. Eh, I didn't get many perks. LOL
Time I wake up – 6am, 6:30 am, 7am, 8am (by this time I'm late to work lol). On the weekends...I wake up whenever.
Unusual talent/skill – I can leap tall buildings in a single bound.
Vegetable I refuse to eat – I really tried to like brussel sprouts but ughhhh...I just don't. But anyone will tell you...I will eat almost anything. I'm like a garbage disposal. Me love food.
Worst habit – I procrastinate. I hold grudges. I can sometimes be judgmental.
X-rays – Do teeth x-rays count?
My favorite meal – Oh God...did I mention that I love food?
I am tagging anyone who wants to do this. LOL!
The rules are to elaborate on the word(s) I've put in bold lettering below.
Accent – I guess that classic Midwestern accent. A little country...but not as country as people from the Chi. LOL! People can definitely tell I'm from the Midwest when I talk. Because I speak PROPER ENGLISH I also sometimes get..."Did you grow up around White people?" Blah. I have also been told that I do say some words extra country-like. D makes fun of me all the time. But I can't help it...my family's from the south. Guess some of that rubbed off on me.
I Don't Drink – I'm with Opinionated...I don't drink beer either. It smells like piss and bums. I don't want to imagine what it tastes like.
Chore I Hate – Grocery shopping. If I never went to the grocery store again, it would be too soon. D is always dragging me but sometimes he'll go by himself, which I love. I don't care if he comes back with nothing but hotdogs, fries and canned pineapples...at least I didn't have to go.
Pets – My first pet was our dog, Duchess. She was extra dumb but we loved her. Then we got the cat from hell, Chucky. I don't have a pet of my own right now (our apt. only allows cats...D and I are allergic) but my parents have a Yorkie named Fancy (as in Fancy from the Jamie Foxx show lol). She is a gorgeous little creature...such a girl. She actually likes to dress up in those stupid dog clothes. And she's smart as hell. I won't tell yall about the time she tricked me into getting up from the table so she could lick all up on my bowl of ice cream. D and I really want a dog but that will have to wait.
Essential Electronic – My mp3 player...I need way more music on there but I listen to it almost every morning on the drive to work.
Perfume/Cologne – I love Curve for men. OMG, even on women that shit is the bomb. Not saying I am all up on women sniffing them but you get what I'm saying. I also like Li ght Blue by Dolce & Gabanna, that perfume by Vera Wang...Princess...? Ummm...I just ripped a page out of my latest issue of Cosmo that had some new perfume that I want to get. Can't think of the name right now but it was banging.
Gold or silver – I used to love gold but I wear nothing but silver now.
Insomnia – D would say that I sleep way too much. But he can stay up for days at a time...like a crackhead.
Job Title – Administrative Coordinator
Most Admired Trait – I have been told that I have pretty eyes. They're green/gray. Surprisingly though, a lot of people don't notice them. LOL! My granny says I have nice legs. D likes em too. However, I think that my left thumb is pretty damn awesome.
Kids – I don't have any. I do want them one day but I'm not currently working on that. LOL!
Religion – I grew up going to a Baptist church. I don't go regularly but my faith and belief (in certain things) is very strong.
Siblings – I have an older brother and a younger sister which puts me in the middle. Eh, I didn't get many perks. LOL
Time I wake up – 6am, 6:30 am, 7am, 8am (by this time I'm late to work lol). On the weekends...I wake up whenever.
Unusual talent/skill – I can leap tall buildings in a single bound.
Vegetable I refuse to eat – I really tried to like brussel sprouts but ughhhh...I just don't. But anyone will tell you...I will eat almost anything. I'm like a garbage disposal. Me love food.
Worst habit – I procrastinate. I hold grudges. I can sometimes be judgmental.
X-rays – Do teeth x-rays count?
My favorite meal – Oh God...did I mention that I love food?
I am tagging anyone who wants to do this. LOL!
Friday, August 24, 2007
Damn this Firewall!
I can't post any of the pictures I had to go along with this entry so it's gonna be extra boring. I actually wrote it the other day but am just now getting a chance to post it. Work has been hectic. Anyway, enjoy!
1) One of the things I hate MOST about other people driving is when you take 5 minutes to make a right turn. There's no reason for it! Gawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, that shit drives me nuts. I have lost my cool many a time over a slow right turn.
2) PMS is real. I snapped at D this morning because he kept trying to feed me a grape when I really didn't want a gotdamn grape and then he put the stupid grape right on top of my bowl of Special K and I lost it slightly. LOL Normally, this would never get to me. But I am ON EDGE right now. Between feeling puffy as hell, having a crater growing out the side of my face and those oh-so-wonderful pre-cramps...it's not good times for Monie.
3) To curb my PMS, I bought shoes. They are gorgeous and I love them. Take a look.
(PICS WOULD BE POSTED HERE BUT...)
4) The pictures are shitty because I have this craptastic ass phone. (PICTURE OF MOTOROLA Q GOES HERE LOL) I would have been better off with a Treo. This piece of shit won't hold a charge for longer than 3.75 minutes (seriously) and is forever acting up. I really hate it. But I'm stuck with it.
5) I am nobody's mother. I refuse to clean up after these grown ass adults ANYMORE! For real...what the fuck?
6) You called me while I was in class. I said I'd call you back when I got out. I didn't call you back until the next day. You come at me with, "Damn, that was a LONG class!" Grrrrrrrrrr! I already hate talking on the phone. And that comment made me hate talking on the phone...to you! By the time I get out of class, I am burnt out and ready to just go home and chill. And I'm sorry but my time at home with D is his time. You're not my man...you don't get priority, nukka!
7) No, I will not have your baby just so he/she can get my eyes. (D did not say this stupid ass shit - some random fucktard did).
8) My Mommy just got a new truck. She's been hanging on to her 1993 Lumina (LMAO!) for as long as she could but when it started leaking gas, she knew it was time to let it go.
9) D is trying really hard to make me his personal secretary but I'm not having it. Yes, there are some things that I will handle for him but dude...I am not sending emails to the Engineering College's advising office to see what classes YOU need to take this Fall.
10) Found out that I'm not the only one that HE visually molests on a daily basis. For some reason, finding that out made me really, really angry. No, not cause I wanted to be the only one he did that to (ew) but because he actually had the balls to do it to someone else! That shit is sick and I'm getting to a point where I'm going to do or say something about it. I'm trying to get out of this PMS cloud before I do anything rash but it's coming...I hope he's ready.
11) They're fucking. I know they are. Ughhhh...I just lost my lunch.
12) I like to hang my hand out of the window when I'm driving. But I always think that a car or huge truck will sideswipe me and rip my whole arm and hand off. So, I only hang my hand out when I'm in the far left lane on the freeway or not near any other cars on the streets. I'm weird.
13) I saw my uncle for the first time since he's been sick. That in itself is sort of a shame but mentally, emotionally...I knew I couldn't handle it. He looked better than I thought he would. He's very thin and sorta pale. He doesn't have any eyebrows and he had on a hat but I imagine he doesn't have any hair. He had a little peach fuzz going on where his beard used to be. LOL It was cute. I'd heard that he had been pretty weak but when I saw him he was walking around and gave me a HUGE, super-tight hug. He's gaining some strength but he has to rest frequently. Since the cancer spread from his lungs to his throat and esophagus, he is having a hard time eating. He's in a lot of pain...I noticed the bottle of Percocet on the kitchen table. He told my Granny that he's going to try hard to live as long as he possibly can. He knows he's going to die from this. We all know it...but it kills me inside to really think about it.
A lot of people don't understand why I'm so distraught...I mean, he is only my uncle, right? But we (myself, my brother and my sister) are 100% closer to my Daddy's side of the family than my Mom's. It's weird but that's how it is. Because of this, my Granny is like my second mother. Her love for us and our love for her is...it's crazy, for real. I can't even explain it. All my uncles are like fathers. They have been there...every day...since birth. I just feel...*sigh* Out of all three of us, I am the strong one. When my other Uncle died a few years ago from cancer, my brother and sister were done for. I was hurt and sad, of course, but I held it together for the most part. Seeing it happen again in the exact same way...
I can't stop myself from crying at night...crying at random times during the day. I don't know if I'm all messed up because this is what's going on or scared because this disease obviously runs in my family. Like...who will be next? My other Uncle? MY DADDY?! (Lord, you might as well take me now)
Or maybe it's just a combination of everything.
I'm just barely holding on and that...SUCKS.
(UPDATE: My uncle is back in the hospital with pneumonia. We are not allowed to see him because his immune system is really fragile and they cannot risk him getting any sicker. *sigh*)
1) One of the things I hate MOST about other people driving is when you take 5 minutes to make a right turn. There's no reason for it! Gawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, that shit drives me nuts. I have lost my cool many a time over a slow right turn.
2) PMS is real. I snapped at D this morning because he kept trying to feed me a grape when I really didn't want a gotdamn grape and then he put the stupid grape right on top of my bowl of Special K and I lost it slightly. LOL Normally, this would never get to me. But I am ON EDGE right now. Between feeling puffy as hell, having a crater growing out the side of my face and those oh-so-wonderful pre-cramps...it's not good times for Monie.
3) To curb my PMS, I bought shoes. They are gorgeous and I love them. Take a look.
(PICS WOULD BE POSTED HERE BUT...)
4) The pictures are shitty because I have this craptastic ass phone. (PICTURE OF MOTOROLA Q GOES HERE LOL) I would have been better off with a Treo. This piece of shit won't hold a charge for longer than 3.75 minutes (seriously) and is forever acting up. I really hate it. But I'm stuck with it.
5) I am nobody's mother. I refuse to clean up after these grown ass adults ANYMORE! For real...what the fuck?
6) You called me while I was in class. I said I'd call you back when I got out. I didn't call you back until the next day. You come at me with, "Damn, that was a LONG class!" Grrrrrrrrrr! I already hate talking on the phone. And that comment made me hate talking on the phone...to you! By the time I get out of class, I am burnt out and ready to just go home and chill. And I'm sorry but my time at home with D is his time. You're not my man...you don't get priority, nukka!
7) No, I will not have your baby just so he/she can get my eyes. (D did not say this stupid ass shit - some random fucktard did).
8) My Mommy just got a new truck. She's been hanging on to her 1993 Lumina (LMAO!) for as long as she could but when it started leaking gas, she knew it was time to let it go.
9) D is trying really hard to make me his personal secretary but I'm not having it. Yes, there are some things that I will handle for him but dude...I am not sending emails to the Engineering College's advising office to see what classes YOU need to take this Fall.
10) Found out that I'm not the only one that HE visually molests on a daily basis. For some reason, finding that out made me really, really angry. No, not cause I wanted to be the only one he did that to (ew) but because he actually had the balls to do it to someone else! That shit is sick and I'm getting to a point where I'm going to do or say something about it. I'm trying to get out of this PMS cloud before I do anything rash but it's coming...I hope he's ready.
11) They're fucking. I know they are. Ughhhh...I just lost my lunch.
12) I like to hang my hand out of the window when I'm driving. But I always think that a car or huge truck will sideswipe me and rip my whole arm and hand off. So, I only hang my hand out when I'm in the far left lane on the freeway or not near any other cars on the streets. I'm weird.
13) I saw my uncle for the first time since he's been sick. That in itself is sort of a shame but mentally, emotionally...I knew I couldn't handle it. He looked better than I thought he would. He's very thin and sorta pale. He doesn't have any eyebrows and he had on a hat but I imagine he doesn't have any hair. He had a little peach fuzz going on where his beard used to be. LOL It was cute. I'd heard that he had been pretty weak but when I saw him he was walking around and gave me a HUGE, super-tight hug. He's gaining some strength but he has to rest frequently. Since the cancer spread from his lungs to his throat and esophagus, he is having a hard time eating. He's in a lot of pain...I noticed the bottle of Percocet on the kitchen table. He told my Granny that he's going to try hard to live as long as he possibly can. He knows he's going to die from this. We all know it...but it kills me inside to really think about it.
A lot of people don't understand why I'm so distraught...I mean, he is only my uncle, right? But we (myself, my brother and my sister) are 100% closer to my Daddy's side of the family than my Mom's. It's weird but that's how it is. Because of this, my Granny is like my second mother. Her love for us and our love for her is...it's crazy, for real. I can't even explain it. All my uncles are like fathers. They have been there...every day...since birth. I just feel...*sigh* Out of all three of us, I am the strong one. When my other Uncle died a few years ago from cancer, my brother and sister were done for. I was hurt and sad, of course, but I held it together for the most part. Seeing it happen again in the exact same way...
I can't stop myself from crying at night...crying at random times during the day. I don't know if I'm all messed up because this is what's going on or scared because this disease obviously runs in my family. Like...who will be next? My other Uncle? MY DADDY?! (Lord, you might as well take me now)
Or maybe it's just a combination of everything.
I'm just barely holding on and that...SUCKS.
(UPDATE: My uncle is back in the hospital with pneumonia. We are not allowed to see him because his immune system is really fragile and they cannot risk him getting any sicker. *sigh*)
Monday, August 20, 2007
WTF?
What is this Soulja Boy shit that's all over the radio and YouTube?!
And why are we SuperMan'ing that hoe?
Jesus, take the wheel...
*smh*
And why are we SuperMan'ing that hoe?
Jesus, take the wheel...
*smh*
Friday, August 17, 2007
Don't F with Monie
As you all know I recently moved. My old apartment was bogus as hell and I had a little incident with them recently. You know how you have 30 days to get your security deposit back? Well, I didn't get mine within 30 days. I had to call the leasing office repeatedly and they kept lying and telling me it was in the mail. When I called the actual property managers, they told me they had my check right there. Fucking liars. They couldn't give me an answer on why it wasn't mailed out. They wouldn't overnight it so I had to drive 40 minutes to go and pick up my own security deposit. I was PISSED so I filed a complaint with the company and with the Better Business Bureau. I am all about complaining if I feel like something is wrong. LOL
Anyway, this is the email that I got back from the property manager this morning. It was addressed to me and she cc'd the woman at the BBB and a lawyer. I have taken care to protect the innocent (me) and the guilty (them). I would love to put them on blast but I won't do that. Read below:
Regarding the complaint filed by Monie in the Middle on 8/14/07 the first order of business is that ##### Companies does not own the apartment where Monie in the Middle resided. Please note that #####, LLC is the owner and responsible party for this claim.
Ms. Monie's security deposit was $475 and we refunded $285 of that deposit. The stove, toilet, bathtub and cabinets were very dirty. Blinds were broken and the there were thirty-one nail holes in the walls. That is in addition to the normal wear and tear you would expect with a move-out.
Ms. Monie's complaint is correct as she received the check six business days late. The security deposit went through our Deposit Accounting Department due to the adjustments for excessive cleaning costs and repairs.
I am not aware of anyone "lying" to Ms. Monie that the check was mailed. We never intentionally held her security deposit. I apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused and will gladly reimburse Ms. Monie 50 cents per mile for her the mileage from Cleveland to Akron to pick up her check.
Ms. Monie can contact Leasing Office Liar for mileage reimbursement at #####, LLC. The phone number is 000-000-0000. Thank you for the opportunity to respond to this complaint as resident satisfaction is our top priority.
Ass Clown
#####, LLC
Well, hell. She light weight dogged me and tried to make me seem like I kept a nasty house. D and I cleaned the hell of out that tiny ass aparment before we left. She said "blinds" were broken but ONE small end of ONE blind was cracked. She tried to play me. And THEN...50 cents per mile?! GTFOH!!!!!
So, I relaxed myself, woo-sah'd a little bit and this is what I sent in response:
BBB Lady,
I apologize for filing a complaint against the wrong company. I sincerely hope that the reputation of ##### Companies will not be tarnished. It is very clear to me now who the guilty party is.
Ass Clown,
As far as the “excessive cleaning costs and repairs”, I don’t agree with your assessment of the damage and I don’t understand what that has to do with why my check was late. Regardless of any repairs that needed to be done, you had 30 days to handle them. Nowhere in the email below do I see any REAL reason why the check was late. I paid the security deposit on time so I should have gotten it back on time. Period.
You may not have been aware that the employees in the leasing office lied to me but I can assure you that they did. Yet, why should I expect your company to admit to any wrongdoing?
Additionally, one would think that because I had to go so far as to file a complaint, that YOU would tell Leasing Office Liar to contact ME about mileage reimbursement but now I see how your company works. Is this an example of the “resident satisfaction” you speak of? You can keep the few measly dollars I would get in exchange for my huge inconvenience. Perhaps you can use that money to hire someone with some taste to handle those unsightly, so-called million dollar renovations. I will get more conciliation from telling everyone I know to steer clear of that residence!
##### are quickly earning a name as the slums of [name of suburb]. Taking this incident into consideration, I can certainly see why. Customer service speaks VOLUMES about a company. It would benefit you to remember that.
Good day to you all.
-Monie in the Middle
Take dat, take dat!
Sidenote: You really should see these renovations. They are awful. Like something out of a bad 70's nightmare. I am glad to be OUT of those apartments. Have a good weekend, yall!
Anyway, this is the email that I got back from the property manager this morning. It was addressed to me and she cc'd the woman at the BBB and a lawyer. I have taken care to protect the innocent (me) and the guilty (them). I would love to put them on blast but I won't do that. Read below:
Regarding the complaint filed by Monie in the Middle on 8/14/07 the first order of business is that ##### Companies does not own the apartment where Monie in the Middle resided. Please note that #####, LLC is the owner and responsible party for this claim.
Ms. Monie's security deposit was $475 and we refunded $285 of that deposit. The stove, toilet, bathtub and cabinets were very dirty. Blinds were broken and the there were thirty-one nail holes in the walls. That is in addition to the normal wear and tear you would expect with a move-out.
Ms. Monie's complaint is correct as she received the check six business days late. The security deposit went through our Deposit Accounting Department due to the adjustments for excessive cleaning costs and repairs.
I am not aware of anyone "lying" to Ms. Monie that the check was mailed. We never intentionally held her security deposit. I apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused and will gladly reimburse Ms. Monie 50 cents per mile for her the mileage from Cleveland to Akron to pick up her check.
Ms. Monie can contact Leasing Office Liar for mileage reimbursement at #####, LLC. The phone number is 000-000-0000. Thank you for the opportunity to respond to this complaint as resident satisfaction is our top priority.
Ass Clown
#####, LLC
Well, hell. She light weight dogged me and tried to make me seem like I kept a nasty house. D and I cleaned the hell of out that tiny ass aparment before we left. She said "blinds" were broken but ONE small end of ONE blind was cracked. She tried to play me. And THEN...50 cents per mile?! GTFOH!!!!!
So, I relaxed myself, woo-sah'd a little bit and this is what I sent in response:
BBB Lady,
I apologize for filing a complaint against the wrong company. I sincerely hope that the reputation of ##### Companies will not be tarnished. It is very clear to me now who the guilty party is.
Ass Clown,
As far as the “excessive cleaning costs and repairs”, I don’t agree with your assessment of the damage and I don’t understand what that has to do with why my check was late. Regardless of any repairs that needed to be done, you had 30 days to handle them. Nowhere in the email below do I see any REAL reason why the check was late. I paid the security deposit on time so I should have gotten it back on time. Period.
You may not have been aware that the employees in the leasing office lied to me but I can assure you that they did. Yet, why should I expect your company to admit to any wrongdoing?
Additionally, one would think that because I had to go so far as to file a complaint, that YOU would tell Leasing Office Liar to contact ME about mileage reimbursement but now I see how your company works. Is this an example of the “resident satisfaction” you speak of? You can keep the few measly dollars I would get in exchange for my huge inconvenience. Perhaps you can use that money to hire someone with some taste to handle those unsightly, so-called million dollar renovations. I will get more conciliation from telling everyone I know to steer clear of that residence!
##### are quickly earning a name as the slums of [name of suburb]. Taking this incident into consideration, I can certainly see why. Customer service speaks VOLUMES about a company. It would benefit you to remember that.
Good day to you all.
-Monie in the Middle
Take dat, take dat!
Sidenote: You really should see these renovations. They are awful. Like something out of a bad 70's nightmare. I am glad to be OUT of those apartments. Have a good weekend, yall!
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Sometimes I Hate Boys
Yesterday, I was nice and took D out to dinner. He was in an ok mood while he was at work. However, when he got home and discovered that his Xbox was again not working, his mood quickly went south.
DIGRESS:
WTF, Microsoft? This is like a $500 game system. There is no reason why it should be freezing up and doing other dumb shit. D has sent it back at least 2 times now to be fixed. That's some bullshit.
I'M BACK:
I noticed his mood when he got in the car so when he's like that, I either try to joke around to make him feel better or just leave him alone. He was telling me about how one of his female friends needed him to come over to hook up her computer. He didn't feel like doing it yesterday so he said he'd just tell her he was going to the gym and couldn't do it. I asked him why not just tell her the truth. He asked me if I always tell my friends the truth when I don't want to do something. I said no. He said alright then. In the most joking manner EVER, I said "You need to start telling these hoes the truth". All of a sudden he goes off: "Why do you have to call my friends hoes? Why are you disrespecting them?!" Yackety smackety blah blah blah. I told him that it's not like I haven't called them hoes before (jokingly) and that I was just kidding. He wasn't trying to hear it. I knew that he was just taking his bad mood about the Xbox out on me so I tried to ignore it but seriously...that shit pisses me off.
Needless to say, he had an attitude while we were at dinner. He wasn't saying much. I wasn't saying much. Whatever.
We ordered our food and started eating. I got a steak with mashed potatoes and steamed broccoli. The kitchen ran out of mashed potatoes and they weren't done making more by the time I was done eating. I was a little peeved by this. Our server asked if I wanted to take another side to go. Uh, no. That would be stupid. Instead I asked for it to be taken off the check or to get a free dessert or something. He said he couldn't take it off because it was a side and came with the meal. GRRRRR. He said he'd ask the manager about the free dessert.
While he was away asking, D goes on and on about how I won't be able to get a free dessert and blah blah fucking blah. I told him most places will do something like that for you when they run out of food or some other such inconvenience. He said this place was not "most places". Just basically being a real a-hole.
The server comes back and says that I won't, in fact, be able to get a dessert. He apologized and said there was nothing he could do. He walks away and the first thing out of D's mouth is: "I told you."
Whooooooooooo, boy, I swear I wanted to reach across the table and punch him in his jaw.
I was already mad at the fact that he was taking his attitude out on me but then for THAT to come out his mouth....
Now, I'm a Scorpio so my temper is like fire. I hold grudges and I hate when people say stupid, unnecessary shit to me. I paid as quickly as possible (yes, I still paid for both our meals even though I wanted to choke slam D -- I'm not that much of a bitch lol) and we went home.
I went to the restaurant's website and sent an email telling them what happened and what I felt I deserved. Because at the end of the day, I did not get my COMPLETE meal. True, I could have taken a side to go to get that complete meal but I didn't want that.
I received a call today from the manager. He apologized profusely and said it was nothing but a big misunderstanding. He said he would have given me a free dessert no problem if he had known the full story. I could tell that our server was fairly new so I believe that he probably didn't tell the manager the whole deal with what happened. Anyway, the manager said he'd send me something in the mail (a coupon probably) and that next time I'm in there to ask for him because dessert would be compliments of the restaurant. I told him that his apology meant everything and I appreciated his call and his gesture. I was nice and civil. LOL
D is cool now. We don't usually stay mad at each other long. He gave me kisses last night and said he was sorry. Early this morning, while we were asleep, I turned over and made a mistake and elbowed him in the forehead. LMAO! I gotta keep his ass in line somehow. Fighting him in my sleep works for me.
DIGRESS:
WTF, Microsoft? This is like a $500 game system. There is no reason why it should be freezing up and doing other dumb shit. D has sent it back at least 2 times now to be fixed. That's some bullshit.
I'M BACK:
I noticed his mood when he got in the car so when he's like that, I either try to joke around to make him feel better or just leave him alone. He was telling me about how one of his female friends needed him to come over to hook up her computer. He didn't feel like doing it yesterday so he said he'd just tell her he was going to the gym and couldn't do it. I asked him why not just tell her the truth. He asked me if I always tell my friends the truth when I don't want to do something. I said no. He said alright then. In the most joking manner EVER, I said "You need to start telling these hoes the truth". All of a sudden he goes off: "Why do you have to call my friends hoes? Why are you disrespecting them?!" Yackety smackety blah blah blah. I told him that it's not like I haven't called them hoes before (jokingly) and that I was just kidding. He wasn't trying to hear it. I knew that he was just taking his bad mood about the Xbox out on me so I tried to ignore it but seriously...that shit pisses me off.
Needless to say, he had an attitude while we were at dinner. He wasn't saying much. I wasn't saying much. Whatever.
We ordered our food and started eating. I got a steak with mashed potatoes and steamed broccoli. The kitchen ran out of mashed potatoes and they weren't done making more by the time I was done eating. I was a little peeved by this. Our server asked if I wanted to take another side to go. Uh, no. That would be stupid. Instead I asked for it to be taken off the check or to get a free dessert or something. He said he couldn't take it off because it was a side and came with the meal. GRRRRR. He said he'd ask the manager about the free dessert.
While he was away asking, D goes on and on about how I won't be able to get a free dessert and blah blah fucking blah. I told him most places will do something like that for you when they run out of food or some other such inconvenience. He said this place was not "most places". Just basically being a real a-hole.
The server comes back and says that I won't, in fact, be able to get a dessert. He apologized and said there was nothing he could do. He walks away and the first thing out of D's mouth is: "I told you."
Whooooooooooo, boy, I swear I wanted to reach across the table and punch him in his jaw.
I was already mad at the fact that he was taking his attitude out on me but then for THAT to come out his mouth....
Now, I'm a Scorpio so my temper is like fire. I hold grudges and I hate when people say stupid, unnecessary shit to me. I paid as quickly as possible (yes, I still paid for both our meals even though I wanted to choke slam D -- I'm not that much of a bitch lol) and we went home.
I went to the restaurant's website and sent an email telling them what happened and what I felt I deserved. Because at the end of the day, I did not get my COMPLETE meal. True, I could have taken a side to go to get that complete meal but I didn't want that.
I received a call today from the manager. He apologized profusely and said it was nothing but a big misunderstanding. He said he would have given me a free dessert no problem if he had known the full story. I could tell that our server was fairly new so I believe that he probably didn't tell the manager the whole deal with what happened. Anyway, the manager said he'd send me something in the mail (a coupon probably) and that next time I'm in there to ask for him because dessert would be compliments of the restaurant. I told him that his apology meant everything and I appreciated his call and his gesture. I was nice and civil. LOL
D is cool now. We don't usually stay mad at each other long. He gave me kisses last night and said he was sorry. Early this morning, while we were asleep, I turned over and made a mistake and elbowed him in the forehead. LMAO! I gotta keep his ass in line somehow. Fighting him in my sleep works for me.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Your Credit and You
I have really been on this kick lately of getting my shit together. Besides applying to a better school, I have been getting my financial situation together as well.
I opened a high-yield savings account and I have been making regular deposits. That has been working out well. I increased my percentage of income going to my 401(k). My job matches at 3% which is good but why not send a little bit more?
And then there's my credit. I won't lie. I completely screwed all that up when I was at Univ. of Toledo. I had all types of credit cards and was buying all types of shit. Even paying my rent with the checks that Capital One sends with their cards. Craziness, for real.
Anyway, I was sick of being in the bad credit club so I said ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! And I have finally seen the fruit of my labor. I checked my credit scores today and my score at TransUnion has went up 45 points!!!!!! It's still not where I want it to be but this is major progress and I'm so excited! Can you tell? LOL
Besides continuing to pay my bills on time, I disputed tons of shit. You can't even imagine how erroneous your credit reports can be! I had stuff on there that wasn't even mine!
Let me tell you what I did:
TRANSUNION: I have several accounts listed that have been paid off for months now. These were collection accounts that I'm sure will still have to be listed until they fall off over time. The thing is, they are being reported as unpaid. Helllll no! Since I have proof that they have been paid, I disputed them so they are being reported as such. It probably won't have a lot of bearing on my score but I want it to be 100% accurate. I'm still waiting on the results of the investigation for those.
Besides those, I one account that wasn't mine AT ALL. I disputed that. I also had two accounts that were paid off but were past the date of being reported. I disputed those as well.
I also had about 9 public records that were totally bogus. At my old apartment, they would file for eviction with the courts if you paid your rent more than 5 days after the grace period. There was a short period of time when I was living there and unemployed. Naturally, I couldn't pay my rent on time. However, I always managed to pay it before any eviction proceedings could be started. Because they did actually have to file paperwork with the court, I had all these dismissed civil suits showing up on my credit report. I called the court to see what I needed to do to have them removed (they were dismissed, I didn't have anything to pay and never had to go to court...I wanted them GONE!) and she told me to dispute it with TransUnion. I did that and a week or so later, I got an updated report showing they were all deleted. I was ecstatic! Simply having those items removed is what caused the 45 point jump. I can't wait to see what my score will look like once my other disputes come back. It might not be much but some is better than none.
EXPERIAN: These bastards had my student loan account reporting as being 90 days late one month. First of all, neither TransUnion nor Equifax were reporting it late. Why does Experian wanna be the asshole? Secondly, I have ALWAYS had some sort of deferment on my loans. I have not yet had to start paying them back yet. How, how, how could a payment be late...when I never had to pay? That makes absolutely no sense to me so I disputed that shit. LOL! We'll see what happens with that. I also disputed for an accurate update on the collection accounts that I paid off but are still being reported as unpaid.
EQUIFAX: I didn't have to do much here. Besides disputing the collection accounts listed above, they were pretty much accurate.
It will be about 30-45 days before I get the results of these disputes. We'll see what happens. I'll keep you guys updated. Wish me luck! And check your credit reports!!!! You never know what kinda foolishness they will have on there!
I opened a high-yield savings account and I have been making regular deposits. That has been working out well. I increased my percentage of income going to my 401(k). My job matches at 3% which is good but why not send a little bit more?
And then there's my credit. I won't lie. I completely screwed all that up when I was at Univ. of Toledo. I had all types of credit cards and was buying all types of shit. Even paying my rent with the checks that Capital One sends with their cards. Craziness, for real.
Anyway, I was sick of being in the bad credit club so I said ENOUGH IS ENOUGH! And I have finally seen the fruit of my labor. I checked my credit scores today and my score at TransUnion has went up 45 points!!!!!! It's still not where I want it to be but this is major progress and I'm so excited! Can you tell? LOL
Besides continuing to pay my bills on time, I disputed tons of shit. You can't even imagine how erroneous your credit reports can be! I had stuff on there that wasn't even mine!
Let me tell you what I did:
TRANSUNION: I have several accounts listed that have been paid off for months now. These were collection accounts that I'm sure will still have to be listed until they fall off over time. The thing is, they are being reported as unpaid. Helllll no! Since I have proof that they have been paid, I disputed them so they are being reported as such. It probably won't have a lot of bearing on my score but I want it to be 100% accurate. I'm still waiting on the results of the investigation for those.
Besides those, I one account that wasn't mine AT ALL. I disputed that. I also had two accounts that were paid off but were past the date of being reported. I disputed those as well.
I also had about 9 public records that were totally bogus. At my old apartment, they would file for eviction with the courts if you paid your rent more than 5 days after the grace period. There was a short period of time when I was living there and unemployed. Naturally, I couldn't pay my rent on time. However, I always managed to pay it before any eviction proceedings could be started. Because they did actually have to file paperwork with the court, I had all these dismissed civil suits showing up on my credit report. I called the court to see what I needed to do to have them removed (they were dismissed, I didn't have anything to pay and never had to go to court...I wanted them GONE!) and she told me to dispute it with TransUnion. I did that and a week or so later, I got an updated report showing they were all deleted. I was ecstatic! Simply having those items removed is what caused the 45 point jump. I can't wait to see what my score will look like once my other disputes come back. It might not be much but some is better than none.
EXPERIAN: These bastards had my student loan account reporting as being 90 days late one month. First of all, neither TransUnion nor Equifax were reporting it late. Why does Experian wanna be the asshole? Secondly, I have ALWAYS had some sort of deferment on my loans. I have not yet had to start paying them back yet. How, how, how could a payment be late...when I never had to pay? That makes absolutely no sense to me so I disputed that shit. LOL! We'll see what happens with that. I also disputed for an accurate update on the collection accounts that I paid off but are still being reported as unpaid.
EQUIFAX: I didn't have to do much here. Besides disputing the collection accounts listed above, they were pretty much accurate.
It will be about 30-45 days before I get the results of these disputes. We'll see what happens. I'll keep you guys updated. Wish me luck! And check your credit reports!!!! You never know what kinda foolishness they will have on there!
Monday, August 13, 2007
Hmmmm...
Today I wore:
Tan slacks, white long-sleeve, button-down shirt, red and white striped tank (wide straps - almost looks like a sleeveless sweater) over the button-down. That probably sounds like shit but believe me...I look very cute and fashionable today. And I have no sense of style so this is good for me.
Anyway, I'm standing at the elevator about to walk to Tower City for lunch when this random guy says, "Hey, you look like a candy cane!"
WTF...was that a compliment...or not? Damn. LOL!
Tan slacks, white long-sleeve, button-down shirt, red and white striped tank (wide straps - almost looks like a sleeveless sweater) over the button-down. That probably sounds like shit but believe me...I look very cute and fashionable today. And I have no sense of style so this is good for me.
Anyway, I'm standing at the elevator about to walk to Tower City for lunch when this random guy says, "Hey, you look like a candy cane!"
WTF...was that a compliment...or not? Damn. LOL!
Friday, August 10, 2007
Randomness
Good morning! I want to say THANK YOU to everyone who left their well wishes in the comments...and even those who didn't but still sent up a little prayer for us. You guys are the best and I truly, truly appreciate it.
On to the randomness:
*Sir, you have a GM truck that apparently can pull a building from its foundation or some such shit. Why, then, are you driving it like a bitch?!
*I have SEVERE road rage. I cannot control it.
*D has a degree in Electrical Engineering. He's going back to school this Fall for a degree in Mechanical Engineering. His brain is humongous. I love it. And I'll love being able to play Xbox while HE'S the one doing homework! *evil laugh*
*When I take a shower, I need the water to be as hot as possible. I want my skin to turn red. That's the only way I'll feel clean.
*I can't sleep in complete silence. Even if I'm dead tired. I just bought a Homedic sound machine for the bedroom. I love it. I think D hates it. He said the sounds (rain, ocean, waterfall, summer night) don't sound real. I said they did. He said my brain is too small and easily fooled or something like that...I don't know...I was already asleep.
*Dammit, I'm getting glitter everywhere. Why do I continue to wear this shirt?
*D's birthday is September 8th. I'm surprising him with a trip to ???. (He said he doesn't read this but I DON'T BELIEVE YOU, D) I'm so excited. I have something really, really nice planned for his actual birthday. I'll be sure to take lots of pictures.
*Mayonnaise on french fries. All day.
*I weigh 162 pounds. Where did all that come from?! I was hovering around 145ish for the longest.
*My Granny loves D like he's one of her own. He gets the all the hugs and kisses. She even had him out in her garden helping her pull up garlic. LOL It's so sweet.
*I gave my Business Law final the smackdown. You might as well call me Monie In The Middle, Esquire.
*It's been raining like...every day here. Last week we got about 5 inches of rain in 90 minutes. Streets have been flooding, people have lost all ability to drive. I don't know about you but if I see a freakin lake where the street used to be, I'm not going to try to DRIVE THROUGH IT!
*I want a cinnamon roll BAD.
*Are you for real right now?!
Okay, I gotta go. I'm going to get a cinnamon roll and some coffee. Yum. Later!
On to the randomness:
*Sir, you have a GM truck that apparently can pull a building from its foundation or some such shit. Why, then, are you driving it like a bitch?!
*I have SEVERE road rage. I cannot control it.
*D has a degree in Electrical Engineering. He's going back to school this Fall for a degree in Mechanical Engineering. His brain is humongous. I love it. And I'll love being able to play Xbox while HE'S the one doing homework! *evil laugh*
*When I take a shower, I need the water to be as hot as possible. I want my skin to turn red. That's the only way I'll feel clean.
*I can't sleep in complete silence. Even if I'm dead tired. I just bought a Homedic sound machine for the bedroom. I love it. I think D hates it. He said the sounds (rain, ocean, waterfall, summer night) don't sound real. I said they did. He said my brain is too small and easily fooled or something like that...I don't know...I was already asleep.
*Dammit, I'm getting glitter everywhere. Why do I continue to wear this shirt?
*D's birthday is September 8th. I'm surprising him with a trip to ???. (He said he doesn't read this but I DON'T BELIEVE YOU, D) I'm so excited. I have something really, really nice planned for his actual birthday. I'll be sure to take lots of pictures.
*Mayonnaise on french fries. All day.
*I weigh 162 pounds. Where did all that come from?! I was hovering around 145ish for the longest.
*My Granny loves D like he's one of her own. He gets the all the hugs and kisses. She even had him out in her garden helping her pull up garlic. LOL It's so sweet.
*I gave my Business Law final the smackdown. You might as well call me Monie In The Middle, Esquire.
*It's been raining like...every day here. Last week we got about 5 inches of rain in 90 minutes. Streets have been flooding, people have lost all ability to drive. I don't know about you but if I see a freakin lake where the street used to be, I'm not going to try to DRIVE THROUGH IT!
*I want a cinnamon roll BAD.
*Are you for real right now?!
Okay, I gotta go. I'm going to get a cinnamon roll and some coffee. Yum. Later!
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Bad Day...
Since my uncle's cancer diagnosis, he's been in and out of the hospital. He's been getting chemo treatments but not taking care of himself like he should. I talked to my Mom this morning and she told me that my uncle was out of the hospital. So I'm thinking okay, good. He must be doing a little better. Then she says that the doctors said there's nothing more they can do for him. The cancer has spread rapidly and aggressively. They can only make him comfortable until he passes.
I feel like I've just been punched in the chest.
Lord, I am trying to hold it together over here but I can barely breathe.
I can't even begin to imagine what my grandmother is going through right now. One more child lost to cancer. I found out today that my grandfather's family (sisters, brothers) ALL died from cancer.
*sigh* I can't do this today...
I feel like I've just been punched in the chest.
Lord, I am trying to hold it together over here but I can barely breathe.
I can't even begin to imagine what my grandmother is going through right now. One more child lost to cancer. I found out today that my grandfather's family (sisters, brothers) ALL died from cancer.
*sigh* I can't do this today...
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
The Answers
I'm sleepy as hell. Now I'm sorta glad I only got three questions. I wonder if I can take a nap if I close my office door?
First question from Peachy. I think this is the first time she's left a comment. Loser. LOL!
She asks: How many times have you truly been in love?
NEVERRRRRR! LOL Naw, for real. I have only had 5 real boyfriends in my life. Joe, Jeremy, Randy, Adrian and now D. Joe and I got together the summer after we graduated from high school. We always had a little crush on each other but nothing ever came of it until then. I remember I saw his date at the prom (who the hell told her to wear black lipstick with a black dress?!) and I got sorta jealous. Not cause she was cute (hellllll no!) but because he was with her. One day that summer, he called me asking for my advice about some chick and I basically told him he needed to stop messing with her and get with me. I was a pee-yimp! It was cool for the summer. But come August he was going away to North Carolina A&T and I was going to The Univ. of Toledo. We tried the long distance thing. He ended up cheating on me. That shit's a dealbreaker for me so we called it quits. I was pissed then, naturally, but we're cool now and he's in a relationship with a lovely lady named Pam. The one thing that I can say about Joe is that he is the one primarily responsible for boosting my self-esteem. Back in high school when I was crack fiend skinny and just awkward, he really made me feel good about myself. Sure, my family did that too but sometimes it's that outside opinion that counts. I loved him for that but I can't say I was in love with him.
I met Jeremy over the internet (hahahaha!) once I returned home from UT. It was a decent relationship. His family loved me. I was at his house all the time. He'd let me drive his brand new Mustang to work every day. Most of the friends that I have to this day I met through him. Including Adrian. About a year and a half into the relationship, he cheated on me with a snaggle tooth bitch that we all used to kick it with. The thing is...I didn't know about it. We broke up because he was moving to Arizona to go to school. He wanted me to go with him (is you crazy?!) but I wasn't on it. I didn't find out until AFTER we broke up that he had cheated. With Snaggle Mouth ANDDDD with one of the girls that I was still cool with. We stopped talking for 2 years and didn't speak again until he moved back to Cleveland. He moved back because his grandmother and his father both died all within a two week period. We're cool now but we don't really talk. His babymomma/fiance is NOT having it. Was I in love with him? Nope.
Randy (He's been mentioned in a previous post - the guy with the good hugs) was...something else. I definitely loved him. We were together off and on for about 5 years. But in love? I don't know...it could have just been the bad boy thing. I can't really say. We ended on bad terms and I haven't talked to him in years. So I guess for him...I'll say no.
Adrian. Good relationship. We just really clicked. The first time I met him, he was at Jeremy's house (they were/are best friends) visiting from California with his girlfriend. We were all cool. We'd all go kick it when Adrian was in town. Jeremy and I broke up. Adrian and I kept in touch. He was the one who told me all the dirt Jeremy was doing while we were together. Was that some snitch shit? Yes! LOL! He moved back to Cleveland and I got him a job at my place of employment at that time. He actually still works there. Anyway, I'd see him at work and we'd flirt with each other but we didn't actually get together until two years after Jeremy and I had broken up. Adrian didn't man up and call Jeremy to say that we were together. Somehow, Jeremy found out and called Adrian PISSED. Saying that I was "his" ex and blah blah blah. I don't know about yall but I don't take too kindly to being thought of as someone's property. And I understand they were friends but that shit is so high school to me. Adrian and I were in a serious relationship, we weren't just fucking. So yes, Adrian should have called and gave Jeremy the heads up. But I feel like this...it's hard to find someone to be happy with out here. If Adrian and I were happy regardless of who was friends with who...I know people will say all day that I was wrong but I can't really say that I care. That was one of the best relationships I have ever been in and I took a lot of positive things from it. Anyway, Jeremy is pissed, Adrian backs down like a punk. He starts treating me like shit because he's under pressure from Jeremy about our relationship. I get fed up real fast and drop him. Adrian was a weak ho for going out like that and in my eyes he will always be a weak ho. I loved him. I was in love with him. But he's wack for that shit. We're cool now. But as I said in a previous post, he's married to The Bitch From Hell so we don't talk.
And lastly...my D. I can say right now that I am in love with him. I can see us married with 2.5 kids and the white picket fence. Sometimes he angers me to the point of no return...but I still love him. The ways that he's shown me his love (staying up all night cutting out little paper hearts to decorate the house for a treasure hunt he set up for me) are astounding. I love his lips. I love his big head. I love that little dip in the small of his back that I call my "Rice Bowl". I love his arms and his abs. I love his scent...So to answer the question (this post is long as hell ALREADY) I have truly been in love only twice.
From Tom_Gurl: Do you want kids? If so, how many...??
Yes, I do want kids. A boy and a girl would be perfect. A healthy baby, period, would be divine. I'm in no rush though. My nephews are enough for me right now.
Finally, from E: How did you get into your line of work? Did you go straight from college and stick to your major? Did you network/do an internship and get hired somewhere instantly? Or did you start working outside of your major?
Hi E! I started my college career at the University of Toledo. I was there for two years but returned home due to some personal stuff I was going through. I did not leave with a degree but I majored in Accounting. I have taken classes off and on since then, still majoring in Accounting. I wish to God that I would have been able to finish while I was at Toledo. It's been hard trying to work full-time and go to school full-time. Sometimes it came down to taking a class or paying rent. Between me having to re-take tons of classes (because credits didn't transfer) and not being able to go straight through...it seems as though I have been in school forever. But for the past year or so I have been on beast mode. I had 2 classes this summer and 5 last semester. I'll be taking 4 this Fall. After that I'll have 11 classes between me and a BBA in Accounting. I CANNOT wait. I will be the first in my immediate family to have a 4 year degree. After that, I plan to get my MBA and CPA. Might as well do it big, right? As far as my line of work now...I do more HR than anything else. But the good thing about this job is that I do finance-related stuff as well. I do all the invoicing, I track our expenses, I do A/P and A/R, etc. I'm getting a lot of experience and learning a lot. I have never done an internship. I found the job I have now in the newspaper. LOL! I was SICK AND TIRED of my previous job so every day I'd come home and look at the paper and the internet for another job. I sent my resume here, got called in for an interview, got called in again for the final interview and got hired. I was lucky in that respect. I'm sure that internships and networking would bring great opportunities your way.
So uh...did I answer the questions? I'm not sure. LOL! Yes, right now I am working outside of my major. If I need to do that for a while before I can find a job I love (and pertaining to my degree), I'd be willing to. This is a great company and I am make a few pesos. Plus they are paying my tuition. LOL! I think you are thinking along the right lines. Get the degree, do the networking/internships, work outside of the degree you earned if you have to. Sometimes that job might be the doorway to the job of your dreams.
Okay, this is long and my carpal tunnel is acting up. Thanks for the questions. Happy Tuesday!
First question from Peachy. I think this is the first time she's left a comment. Loser. LOL!
She asks: How many times have you truly been in love?
NEVERRRRRR! LOL Naw, for real. I have only had 5 real boyfriends in my life. Joe, Jeremy, Randy, Adrian and now D. Joe and I got together the summer after we graduated from high school. We always had a little crush on each other but nothing ever came of it until then. I remember I saw his date at the prom (who the hell told her to wear black lipstick with a black dress?!) and I got sorta jealous. Not cause she was cute (hellllll no!) but because he was with her. One day that summer, he called me asking for my advice about some chick and I basically told him he needed to stop messing with her and get with me. I was a pee-yimp! It was cool for the summer. But come August he was going away to North Carolina A&T and I was going to The Univ. of Toledo. We tried the long distance thing. He ended up cheating on me. That shit's a dealbreaker for me so we called it quits. I was pissed then, naturally, but we're cool now and he's in a relationship with a lovely lady named Pam. The one thing that I can say about Joe is that he is the one primarily responsible for boosting my self-esteem. Back in high school when I was crack fiend skinny and just awkward, he really made me feel good about myself. Sure, my family did that too but sometimes it's that outside opinion that counts. I loved him for that but I can't say I was in love with him.
I met Jeremy over the internet (hahahaha!) once I returned home from UT. It was a decent relationship. His family loved me. I was at his house all the time. He'd let me drive his brand new Mustang to work every day. Most of the friends that I have to this day I met through him. Including Adrian. About a year and a half into the relationship, he cheated on me with a snaggle tooth bitch that we all used to kick it with. The thing is...I didn't know about it. We broke up because he was moving to Arizona to go to school. He wanted me to go with him (is you crazy?!) but I wasn't on it. I didn't find out until AFTER we broke up that he had cheated. With Snaggle Mouth ANDDDD with one of the girls that I was still cool with. We stopped talking for 2 years and didn't speak again until he moved back to Cleveland. He moved back because his grandmother and his father both died all within a two week period. We're cool now but we don't really talk. His babymomma/fiance is NOT having it. Was I in love with him? Nope.
Randy (He's been mentioned in a previous post - the guy with the good hugs) was...something else. I definitely loved him. We were together off and on for about 5 years. But in love? I don't know...it could have just been the bad boy thing. I can't really say. We ended on bad terms and I haven't talked to him in years. So I guess for him...I'll say no.
Adrian. Good relationship. We just really clicked. The first time I met him, he was at Jeremy's house (they were/are best friends) visiting from California with his girlfriend. We were all cool. We'd all go kick it when Adrian was in town. Jeremy and I broke up. Adrian and I kept in touch. He was the one who told me all the dirt Jeremy was doing while we were together. Was that some snitch shit? Yes! LOL! He moved back to Cleveland and I got him a job at my place of employment at that time. He actually still works there. Anyway, I'd see him at work and we'd flirt with each other but we didn't actually get together until two years after Jeremy and I had broken up. Adrian didn't man up and call Jeremy to say that we were together. Somehow, Jeremy found out and called Adrian PISSED. Saying that I was "his" ex and blah blah blah. I don't know about yall but I don't take too kindly to being thought of as someone's property. And I understand they were friends but that shit is so high school to me. Adrian and I were in a serious relationship, we weren't just fucking. So yes, Adrian should have called and gave Jeremy the heads up. But I feel like this...it's hard to find someone to be happy with out here. If Adrian and I were happy regardless of who was friends with who...I know people will say all day that I was wrong but I can't really say that I care. That was one of the best relationships I have ever been in and I took a lot of positive things from it. Anyway, Jeremy is pissed, Adrian backs down like a punk. He starts treating me like shit because he's under pressure from Jeremy about our relationship. I get fed up real fast and drop him. Adrian was a weak ho for going out like that and in my eyes he will always be a weak ho. I loved him. I was in love with him. But he's wack for that shit. We're cool now. But as I said in a previous post, he's married to The Bitch From Hell so we don't talk.
And lastly...my D. I can say right now that I am in love with him. I can see us married with 2.5 kids and the white picket fence. Sometimes he angers me to the point of no return...but I still love him. The ways that he's shown me his love (staying up all night cutting out little paper hearts to decorate the house for a treasure hunt he set up for me) are astounding. I love his lips. I love his big head. I love that little dip in the small of his back that I call my "Rice Bowl". I love his arms and his abs. I love his scent...So to answer the question (this post is long as hell ALREADY) I have truly been in love only twice.
From Tom_Gurl: Do you want kids? If so, how many...??
Yes, I do want kids. A boy and a girl would be perfect. A healthy baby, period, would be divine. I'm in no rush though. My nephews are enough for me right now.
Finally, from E: How did you get into your line of work? Did you go straight from college and stick to your major? Did you network/do an internship and get hired somewhere instantly? Or did you start working outside of your major?
Hi E! I started my college career at the University of Toledo. I was there for two years but returned home due to some personal stuff I was going through. I did not leave with a degree but I majored in Accounting. I have taken classes off and on since then, still majoring in Accounting. I wish to God that I would have been able to finish while I was at Toledo. It's been hard trying to work full-time and go to school full-time. Sometimes it came down to taking a class or paying rent. Between me having to re-take tons of classes (because credits didn't transfer) and not being able to go straight through...it seems as though I have been in school forever. But for the past year or so I have been on beast mode. I had 2 classes this summer and 5 last semester. I'll be taking 4 this Fall. After that I'll have 11 classes between me and a BBA in Accounting. I CANNOT wait. I will be the first in my immediate family to have a 4 year degree. After that, I plan to get my MBA and CPA. Might as well do it big, right? As far as my line of work now...I do more HR than anything else. But the good thing about this job is that I do finance-related stuff as well. I do all the invoicing, I track our expenses, I do A/P and A/R, etc. I'm getting a lot of experience and learning a lot. I have never done an internship. I found the job I have now in the newspaper. LOL! I was SICK AND TIRED of my previous job so every day I'd come home and look at the paper and the internet for another job. I sent my resume here, got called in for an interview, got called in again for the final interview and got hired. I was lucky in that respect. I'm sure that internships and networking would bring great opportunities your way.
So uh...did I answer the questions? I'm not sure. LOL! Yes, right now I am working outside of my major. If I need to do that for a while before I can find a job I love (and pertaining to my degree), I'd be willing to. This is a great company and I am make a few pesos. Plus they are paying my tuition. LOL! I think you are thinking along the right lines. Get the degree, do the networking/internships, work outside of the degree you earned if you have to. Sometimes that job might be the doorway to the job of your dreams.
Okay, this is long and my carpal tunnel is acting up. Thanks for the questions. Happy Tuesday!
Monday, August 6, 2007
The Talk
What's going on?
So far I have 3 questions...LOL. You guys are really on a roll! Like I said, I'll answer them in tomorrow's post so keep asking away.
This weekend was...weird for me. I went to my parent's house on Friday to pick up my nephew. He's been wanting to spend the night at my house forever. I get there, hug and say hi to my Dad then go back to the bedroom. My Mom is laying on the bed and I go lay down next to her while my nephew gathers all the toys he's bringing over. My Mom gives me this huge hug...and starts to cry. I instantly start freaking out. In all of my 27 years...I can count on one hand the number of times I have seen my mother cry. I ask her what's wrong and she says she doesn't know. I'm trying to get info from her and I can't really tell why she's crying. Finally she is able to tell me that she has so much on her shoulders and she's so stressed out. She misses my brother (he lives 2 hours away from all of us), she's worried about my uncle, she's worried about my Dad, she's worried about her mother and she's worried about my sister. See...my Mom is the glue that holds our entire family together. She is the one who is the organizer, the fixer of everything. I guess all the things she had on her plate finally got to her and she just had a breakdown.
My sister used to live in the apartment complex that I just moved away from. She started to live with a friend of hers when my parents sorta kicked her out. Her friend sorta did the same thing and now she's living in a house, only a few minutes away from my parents, taking care of mentally retarded people. She gets to live there for free and she gets food but she doesn't get a paycheck. Which means that my parents felt it was best if my nephew continued to live with them. They didn't feel like it was a stable environment. She does have him during the day while my parents are at work though. The thing is this...my sister sleeps. A LOT. And sometimes it's almost impossible to wake her up. And if she's taken some medicine, like Nyquil or something, you can forget it. I remember one time, when we lived in the same building, I went up to her apartment before work one day to drop something off to her. I knocked on the door...she didn't answer. I started doing the police knock (BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!)...she didn't answer. I started kicking the door...she didn't answer. I damn near kicked the door off the hinges and she STILL didn't answer. I left to go to work and called her apartment all day and she didn't answer. My Mom and I are worrying ourselves sick. My Dad is trying to call, she's not answering. He actually had to leave work to go to her apartment to see if she was alive in there! Thankfully, she was ok. We all talked to her and said she needed to see a doctor or something about sleeping that hard. You can't have a 6 year old active little boy and be able to sleep through someone pounding on your door and your phones (cell and house phone!) ringing off the hook. What if the apartment building was on fire??? Who knows if she would have heard the fire alarm? Scary thoughts.
Anyway, because my sister sleeps like a dead person and is living in this house with mentally retarded people, my Mom is worried sick that something will happen to my nephew. She's really scared that one of them will do something to him...like either hurting him or touching him like they are not supposed to. That is one of my Mom's biggest fears. Because it happened to us...and went on so long without her knowing about it. She would kill somebody over my nephew and she wants to do whatever she can to protect him. She's saying she tried talking to my nephew, asking him what goes on in that house but you know what he said? "My Mommy told me not to tell you, Grandma." What in the hell?! My sister is over there doing who knows what and because she doesn't want my Mom to get in her ass about it, she tells my nephew not to say anything. Well, he's only six!!!! How does he know what he SHOULD tell and what he "SHOULDN'T" tell?! I love my sister fiercely but I want to kick her ass when she does stupid shit like this!
So, my Mom is going on and on about how she can't handle this all on her own and she doesn't know what to do. I told her I'd take my nephew and keep him as long as I could so she could relax. I told her that I'd talk to him and see exactly what was going on at my sister's house. I packed some clothes for him, grabbed his bookbag full of toys and left. Guess where my sister was while all this was going on? In my old bedroom at my parent's house...asleep. She didn't even know I had taken her son.
My nephew and I get to my house, we're playing, eating, watching TV, he and D are wrestling. It's around 9pm and I tell him it's time to get his bath and put on his PJ's so he can lay down. I figured that the best time to ask him what was going on is while I'm giving him a bath.
I start filling up the tub, grab his towel and face cloth. Grab a couple toys and the book I was reading. I always let him splash around in the tub before I wash him up. I put him in the tub, throw his toys in there, sit on the floor and...I freeze up. I don't have kids. How in the hell am I supposed to have this conversation with a six year old? I was so nervous my hands were shaking.
D was in the office, right across from the bathroom. I went in there and asked him what I should say. He told me to make small talk first and then gently just ask him if anyone was touching him in his private areas. OMG, yall have no idea how nerve-wracking this was!
I go back in the bathroom and sit back down on the floor. Jalen and I start to talk. I ask him what he and his mommy do when he's over there. He said she's always asleep. (Grrrrrrr! WTF?!) I asked him if any of the people that live there play with him. He said no and that they are usually at work during the day. I asked what they do when they come home and he said they are downstairs watching TV. I asked him where he is when they're downstairs and he said he's upstairs playing video games. I asked him where everyone sleeps. He said they all have separate bedrooms. I asked him if his mommy ever plays with him and he said no. I asked him if he's ever alone with the other people and he said yeah. My heart starts to beat faster. I asked him when and he said when his mommy is downstairs watching TV. I asked him what he does with them and he said one of the men wrestles with him. OMG, I am freaking out at this point. My hands are shaking and I'm near tears but fighting so hard to hold back. I asked him how do they wrestle and he said they wrestle on TV. (???) I asked what he means and he said they play wrestling video games. Whewwww, I let out the HUGEST sigh of relief. At that point he told me he wanted to stop talking and play. I said ok, sat on the toilet and read my book. I told him to let me know when he was ready to wash up. He's splashing around and I'm going through everything he said. He finally says he's ready and I soap up the face cloth and give him his bath. I knew that the hard part was still to come. So I'm washing him and I get to his...private area. I asked him who gives him his baths at his mommy's house. He said that she did. I asked him if anybody else ever does. He said his grandma. So...then I asked him if anybody ever touches him in this area that's not his mommy or his grandma. He said no. Only his mommy, his grandma and me. I asked him if anybody ever touched him there that wasn't his mommy, his grandma or me, would he tell? He said what about his Dah (my Dad)? I said that it was ok if his Dah was giving him a bath. He said ok. I told him that if any stranger (he understands who strangers are) touches him in this area to tell his mommy and his grandma. By this time he's way past ready to get out of the tub so he's squirming around trying to get out. I get him out and wrap him in his towel. I told him that Auntie is serious and that it's bad for any stranger to touch him there. He said okayyyyyyyyyy (lol). I got him dressed and he went back to the living room to watch Spongebob.
Yall, that was probably one of the toughest things I have ever done. Because sexual abuse is something that I went through...it was weird having that conversation with him. I remember my Mom having the conversation with us but I guess...I never imagined having to do it myself.
This post is super long but it felt good getting all that out. Yall have a good Monday...I'll answer those questions tomorrow!
So far I have 3 questions...LOL. You guys are really on a roll! Like I said, I'll answer them in tomorrow's post so keep asking away.
This weekend was...weird for me. I went to my parent's house on Friday to pick up my nephew. He's been wanting to spend the night at my house forever. I get there, hug and say hi to my Dad then go back to the bedroom. My Mom is laying on the bed and I go lay down next to her while my nephew gathers all the toys he's bringing over. My Mom gives me this huge hug...and starts to cry. I instantly start freaking out. In all of my 27 years...I can count on one hand the number of times I have seen my mother cry. I ask her what's wrong and she says she doesn't know. I'm trying to get info from her and I can't really tell why she's crying. Finally she is able to tell me that she has so much on her shoulders and she's so stressed out. She misses my brother (he lives 2 hours away from all of us), she's worried about my uncle, she's worried about my Dad, she's worried about her mother and she's worried about my sister. See...my Mom is the glue that holds our entire family together. She is the one who is the organizer, the fixer of everything. I guess all the things she had on her plate finally got to her and she just had a breakdown.
My sister used to live in the apartment complex that I just moved away from. She started to live with a friend of hers when my parents sorta kicked her out. Her friend sorta did the same thing and now she's living in a house, only a few minutes away from my parents, taking care of mentally retarded people. She gets to live there for free and she gets food but she doesn't get a paycheck. Which means that my parents felt it was best if my nephew continued to live with them. They didn't feel like it was a stable environment. She does have him during the day while my parents are at work though. The thing is this...my sister sleeps. A LOT. And sometimes it's almost impossible to wake her up. And if she's taken some medicine, like Nyquil or something, you can forget it. I remember one time, when we lived in the same building, I went up to her apartment before work one day to drop something off to her. I knocked on the door...she didn't answer. I started doing the police knock (BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!)...she didn't answer. I started kicking the door...she didn't answer. I damn near kicked the door off the hinges and she STILL didn't answer. I left to go to work and called her apartment all day and she didn't answer. My Mom and I are worrying ourselves sick. My Dad is trying to call, she's not answering. He actually had to leave work to go to her apartment to see if she was alive in there! Thankfully, she was ok. We all talked to her and said she needed to see a doctor or something about sleeping that hard. You can't have a 6 year old active little boy and be able to sleep through someone pounding on your door and your phones (cell and house phone!) ringing off the hook. What if the apartment building was on fire??? Who knows if she would have heard the fire alarm? Scary thoughts.
Anyway, because my sister sleeps like a dead person and is living in this house with mentally retarded people, my Mom is worried sick that something will happen to my nephew. She's really scared that one of them will do something to him...like either hurting him or touching him like they are not supposed to. That is one of my Mom's biggest fears. Because it happened to us...and went on so long without her knowing about it. She would kill somebody over my nephew and she wants to do whatever she can to protect him. She's saying she tried talking to my nephew, asking him what goes on in that house but you know what he said? "My Mommy told me not to tell you, Grandma." What in the hell?! My sister is over there doing who knows what and because she doesn't want my Mom to get in her ass about it, she tells my nephew not to say anything. Well, he's only six!!!! How does he know what he SHOULD tell and what he "SHOULDN'T" tell?! I love my sister fiercely but I want to kick her ass when she does stupid shit like this!
So, my Mom is going on and on about how she can't handle this all on her own and she doesn't know what to do. I told her I'd take my nephew and keep him as long as I could so she could relax. I told her that I'd talk to him and see exactly what was going on at my sister's house. I packed some clothes for him, grabbed his bookbag full of toys and left. Guess where my sister was while all this was going on? In my old bedroom at my parent's house...asleep. She didn't even know I had taken her son.
My nephew and I get to my house, we're playing, eating, watching TV, he and D are wrestling. It's around 9pm and I tell him it's time to get his bath and put on his PJ's so he can lay down. I figured that the best time to ask him what was going on is while I'm giving him a bath.
I start filling up the tub, grab his towel and face cloth. Grab a couple toys and the book I was reading. I always let him splash around in the tub before I wash him up. I put him in the tub, throw his toys in there, sit on the floor and...I freeze up. I don't have kids. How in the hell am I supposed to have this conversation with a six year old? I was so nervous my hands were shaking.
D was in the office, right across from the bathroom. I went in there and asked him what I should say. He told me to make small talk first and then gently just ask him if anyone was touching him in his private areas. OMG, yall have no idea how nerve-wracking this was!
I go back in the bathroom and sit back down on the floor. Jalen and I start to talk. I ask him what he and his mommy do when he's over there. He said she's always asleep. (Grrrrrrr! WTF?!) I asked him if any of the people that live there play with him. He said no and that they are usually at work during the day. I asked what they do when they come home and he said they are downstairs watching TV. I asked him where he is when they're downstairs and he said he's upstairs playing video games. I asked him where everyone sleeps. He said they all have separate bedrooms. I asked him if his mommy ever plays with him and he said no. I asked him if he's ever alone with the other people and he said yeah. My heart starts to beat faster. I asked him when and he said when his mommy is downstairs watching TV. I asked him what he does with them and he said one of the men wrestles with him. OMG, I am freaking out at this point. My hands are shaking and I'm near tears but fighting so hard to hold back. I asked him how do they wrestle and he said they wrestle on TV. (???) I asked what he means and he said they play wrestling video games. Whewwww, I let out the HUGEST sigh of relief. At that point he told me he wanted to stop talking and play. I said ok, sat on the toilet and read my book. I told him to let me know when he was ready to wash up. He's splashing around and I'm going through everything he said. He finally says he's ready and I soap up the face cloth and give him his bath. I knew that the hard part was still to come. So I'm washing him and I get to his...private area. I asked him who gives him his baths at his mommy's house. He said that she did. I asked him if anybody else ever does. He said his grandma. So...then I asked him if anybody ever touches him in this area that's not his mommy or his grandma. He said no. Only his mommy, his grandma and me. I asked him if anybody ever touched him there that wasn't his mommy, his grandma or me, would he tell? He said what about his Dah (my Dad)? I said that it was ok if his Dah was giving him a bath. He said ok. I told him that if any stranger (he understands who strangers are) touches him in this area to tell his mommy and his grandma. By this time he's way past ready to get out of the tub so he's squirming around trying to get out. I get him out and wrap him in his towel. I told him that Auntie is serious and that it's bad for any stranger to touch him there. He said okayyyyyyyyyy (lol). I got him dressed and he went back to the living room to watch Spongebob.
Yall, that was probably one of the toughest things I have ever done. Because sexual abuse is something that I went through...it was weird having that conversation with him. I remember my Mom having the conversation with us but I guess...I never imagined having to do it myself.
This post is super long but it felt good getting all that out. Yall have a good Monday...I'll answer those questions tomorrow!
Friday, August 3, 2007
Ummm...
I have absolutely nothing to talk about right now.
So, I'm going to do what I've seen tons of other lazy, shiftless bloggers do. I'm opening the floor for questions. All my lovely commenters, lurkers, etc. Ask me any question you want. I promise I will answer it. If I refuse, I'll send you $20. LOL! Yeah right!
Since it's so late on Friday and I don't think people are that lame that they check and read blogs over the weekend (lol I'm j/k), I'll answer all the questions that I've gotten by Monday in Tuesday's post.
So, ask away! Have a great weekend!
So, I'm going to do what I've seen tons of other lazy, shiftless bloggers do. I'm opening the floor for questions. All my lovely commenters, lurkers, etc. Ask me any question you want. I promise I will answer it. If I refuse, I'll send you $20. LOL! Yeah right!
Since it's so late on Friday and I don't think people are that lame that they check and read blogs over the weekend (lol I'm j/k), I'll answer all the questions that I've gotten by Monday in Tuesday's post.
So, ask away! Have a great weekend!
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Broads
I have to make this quick...haven't been able to post all day until now. And now the day's almost over. At least for me at work.
Anyway, I was reading someone else's blog...about chicks that actively pursue dudes who have girlfriends. Grrrr...I hate, hate, HATE that shit!
This has happened to me before and I was about ready to murder a broad. I don't play around like that...let me tell yall what happened.
A year or so ago, on Sweetest Day (some Midwest semi-Valentine's Day shit), I was at D's apartment. This is before we lived together. We were walking in together, he stopped to get the mail. He's going through it, I'm picking up the junk mail and putting it into a pile (cause this dude keeps every piece of junk mail he receives and that shit will pile up to the ceiling!) so I can throw it away.
I didn't know it at the time but he had gotten a card from this girl who has the hugest "crush" on him. Anyway, the day progresses, I can't remember all the details but he goes to work the next day and I'm still at his house. He left the card from chick on the dining table. I see it, pick it up and read it. Yup, shole did. LOL!
Anywho, the card says she just had to acknowledge the man that she LOVES (wtf?!) on Sweetest Day and she had a poem in there about how she hopes I make him happy and some other blah blah blah bullshit. At that point, I was seeing red! I get on the net and do some CSI type investigating. I found her name, her date of birth, her momma name, her daddy name, all the addresses she has ever lived at, all her webpages WITH pictures (the broad has a gap in her teeth big enough to fit my foot nicely through it), EVERYTHING.
Yall know it was on when D got home. I wanted to call her and let her know something but he wouldn't let me. Punk. We discussed what their relationship was, etc. Cause for a bitch to LOVE him and not just have a crush...there is something going on there. The broad ain't really his type so I wasn't concerned on his end...I just HATE being disrespected and that was STRAIGHT UP what she did. He said he'd handle it and as much as it hurt me pure to my soul...I let him.
Unfortunately, this was not the last we would hear from her. She decided to start calling D late at night with her number blocked. Like...for real? We won't know it's you, bitch? And I'm pretty sure she knew exactly what she was doing. You know if a dude got a girl, 9 times out of 9 she's gonna be staying the night at his house. She HAD to know I was there.
One time D was having some issues with his asthma and was taking a breathing treatment. I'm sitting there with him and the broad called his phone. He said he couldn't talk right then and all she kept saying was "Is it me? I just want to talk to you. Is it me?" OMG, how pitiful can you be?! Pride, trick! Get you some!
I told him he had to stop being nice to this broad and check her before I did.
She went away for awhile. She would still call occassionally to cry on his shoulder about whatever (don't she have some GIRLfriends she can cry to??!!).
There was a couple month period where D and I broke up. Still living in the same apartment. LOL! I was soooo fed up with sooooo much shit...I was almost like if the broad wants you that bad, tell her to come get your ass. Let her put up with the bullshit! LOL!
After we had gotten back together, I get on the computer one morning and there's an IM from HER to D. Turns out they started chatting it up again while we were broken up. Aw, hell naw. I could tell from what the IM said that they hadn't talked since we'd gotten back together but still D and I had some words and I told him that all contact would have to cease. No phone calls, no texts, no IM's, no smoke signals, no morse code, no letters, no cards, no NOTHING. I told him if I saw or heard hide or hair of that girl, we were DONE! I told him the time to stop being nice was NOW! That day he sent her a text saying she'd have to stop contacting him and he showed me the one she sent back saying that she could accept defeat (w.t.f?) and some other crazy shit. It basically said she'd leave him alone.
My PSA for the day...HOES, GET A HOBBY!
Time to go. Ciao!
Anyway, I was reading someone else's blog...about chicks that actively pursue dudes who have girlfriends. Grrrr...I hate, hate, HATE that shit!
This has happened to me before and I was about ready to murder a broad. I don't play around like that...let me tell yall what happened.
A year or so ago, on Sweetest Day (some Midwest semi-Valentine's Day shit), I was at D's apartment. This is before we lived together. We were walking in together, he stopped to get the mail. He's going through it, I'm picking up the junk mail and putting it into a pile (cause this dude keeps every piece of junk mail he receives and that shit will pile up to the ceiling!) so I can throw it away.
I didn't know it at the time but he had gotten a card from this girl who has the hugest "crush" on him. Anyway, the day progresses, I can't remember all the details but he goes to work the next day and I'm still at his house. He left the card from chick on the dining table. I see it, pick it up and read it. Yup, shole did. LOL!
Anywho, the card says she just had to acknowledge the man that she LOVES (wtf?!) on Sweetest Day and she had a poem in there about how she hopes I make him happy and some other blah blah blah bullshit. At that point, I was seeing red! I get on the net and do some CSI type investigating. I found her name, her date of birth, her momma name, her daddy name, all the addresses she has ever lived at, all her webpages WITH pictures (the broad has a gap in her teeth big enough to fit my foot nicely through it), EVERYTHING.
Yall know it was on when D got home. I wanted to call her and let her know something but he wouldn't let me. Punk. We discussed what their relationship was, etc. Cause for a bitch to LOVE him and not just have a crush...there is something going on there. The broad ain't really his type so I wasn't concerned on his end...I just HATE being disrespected and that was STRAIGHT UP what she did. He said he'd handle it and as much as it hurt me pure to my soul...I let him.
Unfortunately, this was not the last we would hear from her. She decided to start calling D late at night with her number blocked. Like...for real? We won't know it's you, bitch? And I'm pretty sure she knew exactly what she was doing. You know if a dude got a girl, 9 times out of 9 she's gonna be staying the night at his house. She HAD to know I was there.
One time D was having some issues with his asthma and was taking a breathing treatment. I'm sitting there with him and the broad called his phone. He said he couldn't talk right then and all she kept saying was "Is it me? I just want to talk to you. Is it me?" OMG, how pitiful can you be?! Pride, trick! Get you some!
I told him he had to stop being nice to this broad and check her before I did.
She went away for awhile. She would still call occassionally to cry on his shoulder about whatever (don't she have some GIRLfriends she can cry to??!!).
There was a couple month period where D and I broke up. Still living in the same apartment. LOL! I was soooo fed up with sooooo much shit...I was almost like if the broad wants you that bad, tell her to come get your ass. Let her put up with the bullshit! LOL!
After we had gotten back together, I get on the computer one morning and there's an IM from HER to D. Turns out they started chatting it up again while we were broken up. Aw, hell naw. I could tell from what the IM said that they hadn't talked since we'd gotten back together but still D and I had some words and I told him that all contact would have to cease. No phone calls, no texts, no IM's, no smoke signals, no morse code, no letters, no cards, no NOTHING. I told him if I saw or heard hide or hair of that girl, we were DONE! I told him the time to stop being nice was NOW! That day he sent her a text saying she'd have to stop contacting him and he showed me the one she sent back saying that she could accept defeat (w.t.f?) and some other crazy shit. It basically said she'd leave him alone.
My PSA for the day...HOES, GET A HOBBY!
Time to go. Ciao!
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