MY WISH LIST...

Since I haven't gotten a birthday or Christmas present in 2 years (not including the Mercedes I bought myself), I thought I would put together this little wish list for you all. So listen up lurkers, followers, and anyone else who may want to take pity on me *cue violins*.


1 Christian Louboutin Greissimo Pump size 8.5 9
2 new rims for the new whip (stock only, no hood ish for my baby)
3 amex gift cards (in any amount over $100)
4 target gift cards (in any amount over $30)
5 MAC Book pro
6 purple ipod
7 purple ipod
8 purple ipod
9 purple ipod
10PURPLE F*CKING IPOD

Feel free to start anywhere on the list. 

KAYTHNXBYE


*Twinkle*

My take on Lesbian Zodiac Signs...

Im going to try and do this from just My memory and in order. Don't shoot me if I mess it up.

Aries: Sensitive and Stubborn, but fiercely Loyal. Very sexual. If you get one to actulluy fall in love with you AND be faithful to you. You are officially the bomb.com

Taurus: Similar to Aries. BEYOND stubborn.Fighters, not quite as sexual, but lots of fun.

Gemini: Two sided, but not necessarily two faced. Just watch your back and pick your battles wisely. You're only one person, but you're fighting two.

Cancer: Super sensitive, Super loyal, very determined

Leo: Ummm, no thanks

Virgo: *Clears throat* RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!

Libra: Cool

Scorpio: Cool

Sagitarius: Together and driven. Family oriented. Lots of fun. Great in bed/on the island in the kitchen/in the car...

Capricorn: I've never met one that was ever wrong about anything...in their own heads.

Aquarius: Cool, most of the time. (but that could be said about anyone)

Pisces: Without a doubt the most unbelieveably amazing lovers. Without a doubt, the least compassionate people.

*Star*

Was it all a Dream?

I was just awakened from a dream and I figured I'd better tell someone before I forget it so here goes.

Í was @ a wedding, my wedding. I never saw my own face, but I saw things everywhere that were distinctly "me". The aisle runner was deep purple. There were lavendar and white gardenia's, and purple roses literally everywhere. Just when the door opened for me (or whoever the bride was) to walk down the aisle, all the people started pointing.the door slammed shut and the whole picture went black.
Then I woke up...
Random
Quick
Weird
Oh well
*Star*

WELL NOW ISN'T THAT JUST WONDERFUL...

I HAVE WRITERS BLOCK.
F*CK.

NIK

10 more random facts about me

1. I am a addicted to my blackberry.

2. I absolutely can not look at a honeycomb. It makes my flesh crawl.

3. I am 5ft 7in and my legs take up about 4 feet of that.

4. As bad as she get on my nerves, if I or anyone I know, needs something to happen, she is the person to call.

5. If I like a book I will re-read it about every six months.

6. My body is covered in scars.

7. My O.C.D. is getting worse, not better, as I get older.

8. Most nights I stay up almost till dawn.

9. God talks to me all day long.

10. One of my biggest pet peeves is people who cut me off when i'm talking.

Just felt like sharing...

Nik

I shoulda known.

I sent out a text to about 10 or so "family" friends, male and female, asking them to list the top 5 qualities they look for when they first meet a woman. Now my friends are a mixed up bunch, I know, cuz birds of a feather and all that jazz, however, they are also a group of extremely intelligent and driven women. They are studs, femmes and everything in between. I expected to get some interesting answers and post them on my blog. Interestingly, I got almost the exact same answers from just about everyone I asked. I'm realizing that all of this stuff is becoming like some twisted social experiment whereby I get to see how crazy my friends are and, thus, make myself feel better in the process. Anyhoo. On pretty much everyones list was eyes, style, conversation, and or confidence. Basically, we all pretty much want the same thing. Great! That was my suspicion and my real purpose for asking my friends that question in the first place. Then I asked the same question of my straight friends and, you guessed it, same answers across the board. The point of it all is that we are all looking for pretty much the same things. We may look for it in different packages, but the basic are all the same. We are all more alike than different and, I think, if we just took and extra moment to focus on those similarities as much as we focus on the differences, we' all be better off. (singing)Heal the world...

NIK

*SIDENOTE*
There was ONE person who's answers were just totally different than EVERYBODY else's. My dear sweet ex girlfriend. Lawd, bless her heart. Ok, here come my disclaimer...again. NO ONE IS ABOVE BEING BLOGGED ABOUT. PERIOD. So, her responses were looks, skin color, hair, and ass. Ok first of all, I asked for 5, not four, but I'm gonna let that slide, but ass, skin color, and (inhale) hair! Wutdafukk? (Exhale) So if she see a female from behind that just got her sew in redone and has a fat azz, then she's cool. Hell, this is Memphis, she should have a whole team of dogs like that! Please don't think that I'm bashing my ex. We're friends and have a pretty good relationship. We fight about the kid and that's were it stops. So when her text came through, after all of the ohers had ben so insightful and thoughtful, I just sat there giving my phone the *blank stare*, followed by *blink blink*. Then I burst out laughing. I'm still laughing as I sit here typing. Oh the kids...wut iz we gone do?


Nik

I Just Dont Know

Have you ever been so absolutely certain about something and then for whatever reason, life forces you to think that maybe you were wrong? Its a terrible feeling. Its like when little kids find out there's'no Santa Clause. Just completely devestating. When it happens as an adult, you're expected to pick up and proceed, just like nothing ever happened. But we're all human. Letting go of something that meant the world to you is no easier at 30 than it was at 13. Its probably more difficult, actually. Even if some amount of reassurance comes back, you are forever changed, because that thing that you believed in 100%, now exists at only, lets say, 75%. It hurts so bad. It is, unfortunately one of the things i've come to expect from relationships.

With two women, no matter if there's'a masculine/femine situation at play, both are looking for that "thing". The piece of the puzzle that they can not provide for themselves. Its a near impossibility, in my opinion. Because so often, instead of finding that missing piece, we find more pieces just like the ones we already have on our own or more of the pieces we just don't want at all.

Relationships are difficult. Lesbian relationships are hard as hell. There has to be a level of compromise that i've only seen in movies. Women (especially women of color)tend to want to hold on to their issues (good and bad) so they can say, "no one can change me," or "no one's'gonna make me do anything." Before you know it, you and your issues and your "strong woman" declarations are standing all alone.

So when that dream of a relationship that you believed in so much turns out not to be the puzzle piece that you thought it was,step back and take a good look at it. Evaluate whether or not its a piece thats just like the ones you already have that,at the very least, you're already accustomed to dealing with, or is it a piece that is so stuck on not compromising or bending at all to try and fit in your puzzle that you'd'rather not be bothered with at all

On some extra ish right now...

Nik

Twitter me baby, go head baby...

I have been putting this off for a very, very long time. This is something I truly do not want to do. Ugh, I am dreading the mere thought. However, at this point in the game, I think it is unavoidable. So here goes: I am going to join Twitter. AGHHHHHHH!!!!!

I don't want to do it. I mean I really don't want to do it. I'm just not into it like that. I know it sounds strange coming from a blogger, but it's almost like I just don't care enough to get into it. Years ago, I got a facebook page because a dear friend (wut up Yaz!) was all about it. I never put one thing on that d*mn page. It just sat there, stuck in cyberspace, forever.

When I first checked out Twitter a while ago, it just seemed like too much d*amn work. Like what's the point? I'm already here on blogger giving up all of my thoughts. Must I get on Twitter and give up all of my actions as well?

Apparently so.

Now after having said all that, let me tell you what's probably going to happen. I'm going to join Twitter and fall madly inlove with the sh*t. It's going to become one more thing I torture my poor Blackberry with at all hours of the day and night. I'm going to be "Twitting" my life away in a weeks time. Mark my words. Never fails...

Ugh..

Well, off I go to join my next addiction.

Nik

So Extra(did i miss the memo?)

Please, please, please will someone tell me why we gots to act a damn nut all the time? I work in a public place and almost daily, one of "us" comes thru showing they ass! I am truly agitated right now. I just saw tonight's episode of "let's act a damn fool" which included a full reproduction of the routine from Beyonce's Single Ladies video. Really. So I just need to ask this question. Why we gots to be so extra? Ugh!