Random Ones DBA "On My Mind..."

- Georgia’s on my mind! Although I will only be doing a 48-hour hit and run a la Diddy, I will be making the most of it.

-I have no idea why my blog looks the way it does. I tried to contact Support to fix it. Who knows if they will. I can copy and paste HTML all day long, but fixing that is outside my realm.

-For all who missed it, there was a Law & Order: SVU marathon this last weekend. If you missed it, you missed out.

-I am so tired of the holiday season. It’s just big one contradiction. Spend a season in retail, and you will see what I’m talking about. It will change your views of the six weeks following Thanksgiving forever.

-My aunt persuaded me to make a list of ten things I want in the future. Material things that I want one day. I had a really hard time thinking of things. Thinking big is just not me. Damn my realistic mindset.

-The Gauntlet just isn’t poppin off. Thank goodness there will be something good tomorrow; we will finally find out who the Carver is!

-There are so many reasons I love facebook. Being an army brat, it’s been a great way to find and reconnect with so many faces. And I’ll admit I’m nosey. It’s always funny to notice when people suddenly become “single” or “in a relationship.”

-What happened to the male friend? What is wrong with the Y chromosome that they don’t know how to maintain a friendship with a female? It really is not that hard. Fuck the “tension.” True friends get over it and enjoy what you do have together, not worrying about the underlying. Really I think it all stems from the guy. That good ol’ Ladder Theory.

-Why must I wonder why? Am I the only one out there who likes to bring closure to the past, and actually confronts people to do it? I’m not talking about drama-filled confrontation, just getting the nerve to ask the simple question “why?” and “why not?”

-Christmas is never the same without Bonquisha. That’s one only for my folks from the 910 (NC). For all those who have never heard the “Bonquisha” song, you are so missing out! The worst part about it is that it doesn’t seem to be anywhere on the net.

-How do you ask your former best friend from high school if he turned out gay or not?

-Dude…people are still on Black Planet. People are still pimpin, hollerin, and caking on Black Planet. Another reason I thank God for facebook!

-Will they write about the War on Terror and Katrina in history books? Let me tell you how skewed that dang 9th grade history class was… in Canada, the kids are taught that the Canadian army helped the U.S. to win every single war the U.S. has been in. Clearly, we make no mention of this in our books. Guess it’s all in the eye of the beholder.

Bittersweetness, Example A

I told him that he either has to be a good friend, or not one at all.
But he will always be him, whether in my life or not.
And when he is not, I will always wish him back in,
And when he is, I will always be wanting.
I'm probably crazy because
I told him that he either has to be a good friend, or not one at all...
Because he either is the One, or The One That Got Away;
he just doesn't know.

It's the Muthafuckin' Law (& Order)!

So, last weekend I had my very own special run in with the law. Not just any law. Law & Order (insert theme here: duh-na, da-na-na-na, na, naaa).

Where I currently work, we take things in from customers to sell. About a week ago, a guy brought in an exercise machine - our most expensive item to date. The machine was on its way to be sold for $3000. That was, until, my bosses/business owners get this e-mail saying that the equipment was stolen (the very day it was to be sold). They talk to the police, and indeed, there is a full investigation going on (insert sad faces here). According to the e-mail sender, she was a former business partner with the man. They fell out, he left the business, and the day before he brought the Goods (that’s right, THA Goods) to us, he broke into her studio and stole the machine along with a bunch of other stuff. Not only can this former-wrestler move a 280-pound machine by himself, but he is said to be violent (Cue intense worry from bosses).

I don’t know why, but I laughed. I was excited. The cops were on their way to interview us, and all I could think was Damn, I wish someone was raped. See, what you don’t know is that I am a Law & Order junkie. And not just any L&O, but L&O: SVU. NBC, TNT, USA, CourtTV, I can watch it anytime, anywhere. Benson, Stabler, Munch, Finn, Huang…I love me some kidnapped kids and assaulted women. (Sidenote: I hate L&O: Criminal Intent. That one detective is such a friggin know-it-all! I am that only one that is borthered by that?) And here I was, on a normal weekday, getting my own special episode! Yessss! (Disclaimer: not meant to be insensitive, I’ve had fam that’s been raped).

Although I didn’t get to see the inside of an interrogation room, meet the DA Assistant, or the Asian psychiatrist, I did get to look at a line-up. Don’t worry, I fingered the guy. Dirty Bastard.

Faith & Instincts

For those who don't know me very well...which would be most of the people reading this...I can be quite random.

I am a person who must know "Why." Why? I just am. God made me that way. I need the elaboration, justification. I need logic. Reasoning.

The questions lately on my mind are: When do we go with our heart over our head? When do we keep doing in faith, or let it all go in instinct?

Even I don't know if I am making sense. Supposedly, one should always keep trying. Keep working, keep the faith. Supposedly, if things are meant to happen, they will happen. If you build it, they will come. At what point do we invest faith in DOING SOMETHING ELSE?

In Another Life I'd..

Be a metorologist. Step over Al!

Be a proud Duke graduate.

Rock it natural.

Still be a virgin.

Still be driving that Escort.

Be in ATL right now.

Gave it up back in high school.

Be in Med School.

Bank with someone actually national.

Take 4.75 years to graduate.

Wouldn't have been in the wedding.

Be an low-grade alchoholic.

Stuck with accounting.. and paid attention.

Likely be married.

Never met any of them.. niggas.

Choices. Fuck 'em.

First, Last & Now

Can't really decide on what to blog about.. came across this and I'm a sucka for surveys.. *First* First job: Cashier @ Rose's Discount Store, Summer '99 First screen name: AngryViewr. Thought it was pretty nifty, off of the old MTV show 12 Angry Viewers First funeral: My grandfather, November 2000 First pet: Fish, of course First piercing: Ears, 1990 First tattoo: On leg, 2001 First credit card: Some Visa I got freshman year First kiss: In my boyfriend's eclipse outside of FunFunFun, lol. October '99 First enemy: I love my sisters so much at times I hate them. *Last* Last car ride: Riding somewhere with my aunt and cousins Last kiss: May 2005. How sad is that? Last movie watched: Coach Carter Last beverage drank: Water Last food consumed: Spaghetti Last phone call: To TNKM Last time showered: This morning Last CD played: 2005 Spring Break Mix #2 Last website visited: I stole this from blackthought.blogdrive.com *Now* Single or taken: Single Gender: Female Birthday: 01.29 Sign: Aquarius* Siblings: Older and younger sisters Hair color: Dark brown Eye color: Dark brown Shoe size: 7.5 Height: 5'3 Wearing: An Old Navy thermal and comfy pants Thinking about: Constantly wondering the meaning of life. Feel free to post your own in comments, steal, whatever.