...are here again...the skies above are clear again...let's sing a song of cheer again...happy days are here again...

So-

This past weekend I was up to the usual antics.   Had a fashion show with the AKAs for their 100th anniversary, in which I was the only non-soror (and non-Greek...no, they don't count Eastern Stars-oh pooh), so I felt kind of out of place, but no one was snotty so it was all good.  I'm the house model for one of the designers and she's an AKA so there I was...

After the show, I went to an open call for Rip the Runway's Rags to Rhythms 26 city tour.  I got a callback for Sunday, so I'm excited.  One more round and I'm in for the win.  If I make the cut, I'm going to have a local designer I know make me Nia Long's dress from the BET Awards this year for the afterset. I was cool a minute ago until I started thinking about it again. Shite!

I'm a nervous wreck!!

Last night, I went to a semi-new club called 618 Live.  Pretty Ricky ("It's 5 in the mooorniiiiin...and I'm up havin....phone sex with yoooo") performed, along with a couple of local artist.  It was a nice time.  No fighting, no haters, just booze & music like it's supposed to go down! With one exception: this one Uncle Earl lookin-ass ninja invited himself into the loveseat I was occupying and started touching my bare shoulders and tried to kiss me on the neck.  I texted my homeboy Sean (aka my goon squad of one...lol) 'SOS' and he came straightaway. 

F*ckin Stalker...lol

I seriously don't know how I got up and off to work early this morning.  Well, I had to be here early for a 7am meeting, but I didn't think I had it in me...what's the saying?? "One tequila...two tequila...3 tequila floor?"  LOL

My boss surprised me after the meeting by calling me into her office to present me with a $500 bonus check for successfully (and painlessly...for THEM!  Ever have to deal with Luddites!??!?) implementing a new electronic study submission application in place of the tree-killing process from the days of yore...my only complaint?  The government kept half of it!!!!!  (Who the f*ck is this FICA bitch, and why she be all in my pocket son!?)  LMAO

Tonight is the margarita boat cruise, but I think it's gonna rain, so my arse will be in the house, which is fine.  I have to rest up for the 3 day weekend.  I'd prefer not to be too tired to do anything, like I did before my birthday. That sucked!  It's almost quitting tyme for me, so I bid ye adieu until the mernin come...

As I drop the deuce,

Gee

So, here's what's going on with me.

I've been in an inexplicably ever-present, sarcastic cloud lately. I don't like not being my usually manic self.  "It don't sit right with me, Lois!"  *breathes*

I find myself at the inception of summer, being fiercly annoyed by cat callers and solicitors on the bus stop in the morning as I try to prepare myself mentally for the work day ahead.  There is this stalkeresque guy who rides the same bus as I most mornings and stares- but never speaks.  Whell, he finally got up the nerve to hand me a note saying, "I think you are very pretty, please call me."  I guess in all his gawking he didn't bother to look at my ring finger. YA THINK?

Then there are the Latino men on my block with the libidos from Hell. Really, how many prostitutes you know wait on the bus stop holding a bus pass and a briefcase?!?! NONE!!  So why, then, do they pull up, roll down the window and make stupid "ven aqui" faces at me?  What, you think I'm gonna be all: "Oh, I was going to go to work so I can feed my kids, but since you pulled up, offered me money to sleep with you and did the eyebrow cha-cha...hey!"  

Ev'ry morning the same shiite.

I guess I should stop complaining and be grateful that men find me attractive, huh...

Getthafugouttahea.

Woosah...

So, today is Gwensday (I started writing this on Monday) and I'm in better spirits.  Guess I just needed to vent and relax.  I haven't been able to quit smoking, somewhat much to my dismay, but I have to do one thing at a time. Besides, I rather enjoy it.  I guess that's the point, huh.  

This past weekend, I went to the salon down the street for a masage and facial ( Foe $50!!  A steal!) and the lady gave me a Lipton diet green tea to drink afterwards, so add that to my list of new addictions.  I'm really trying to be healthier, but I find a hard time being consistent.  In the wake of the deaths of so many of my family members (most of which were not health related), there is a constsnt internal struggle between wanting to enjoy life as it come and wanting to improve...you know, so I can extend it.  Da irony!!

Guess I have some more meditating/soul searching to do so I can figure out what the hell it is I really want, yah?

Any suggestions for a mantra?

It's been a crazy week, I will have to update you guys on Monday cause I gotta run. I was gonna post this pic on Gwensday, but it was too cah-ray-zay in the office, so I'm posting it now.  This picture was taken in a waterfall in South Milwaukee on one of the NFL playoff weekends (so yeah..it was cold).  I felt like I was doing a ANTM challenge!!  LOL Have a great weekend and be safe.  Summer brings out the dullards!!  MUAH!!