Thursday, December 18, 2008

jezebel


intertwined
dime
piece from 39th
time
is money she cooes.
as I ease
‘tween her thighs.


Tuesday, December 16, 2008

now, that's a bad bitch


TS clearance finally went through. Starting the job on Jan 8. Mandatory security briefings and such scheduled already. 50 min metro commute every morning. lookin all types of work-chic fab.

BRING IT ON.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

jacks are wild

familiar with the drinking game "Kings"?

someone pulled a jack.
came up with this rule: "if you address someone by their first name, you have to put your forehead on the table until someone else does."

this pic brings me joy.

Friday, December 12, 2008

this is my booty.

this is a woman's booty.
it doesn't explode off my back.
it won't balance your drink. use the bar you bastard.
it ain't allllllllllllllllll that gahd damnnnnnnnn take out your camera phone and videotape it-worthy. but it's still nice.
it had its glory days. sophmore year it had a mind of its own.
junior year? twas ample.
but now that my diet is free of 2am pizzas and shitty chinese food
now that i work out once a month (MUST change that)
it's kinda in chill-mode.

there was a time when i was concerned with what guys thought about it
then i became a lil jaded.
its stardom eclipsed my personality.
trust - it wasn't the baddest on the scene, but i was known for it. that got old.

i got older. my body started to change a lil.
i started wearing womany clothes. leaving more to the imagination. (sometimes)
(if i could show you the jlo jeans i swore by freshman year...you would cry with me)
seducing with my eyes instead of a sashay. shit works.
i'm so much more confident in a cowl neck sweater and jeans than in something hooch. how much does THAT say?

all of the sudden...i'm loving my body again.

whats your favorite part? (of yours!)

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

guess who's coming to dinner

"pretty lady...i'm coming to dc next weekend"


"why do you think we're talking a lil more now?"
"because i can do so without feeling I'm being dishonest or disrespectful toward u or anybody else. good question though."
"just thinking about it. and how receptive should i be given the fact that we fell off for months basically because of you. can u really pick up where things left off like nothing happened? Can i really be expected to i mean. damn this isn't drunk text appropriate."
"that's a good question too. but that's one u gon have to answer. do you want me to fall back?"


..."if its cool i'll probably spend the weekend with you and then get up with some of my peoples"

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

i'll give you tomorrow.

my parents tell me that when i was a wee one
and i was mad at them for some reason
they'd come and try to make up with me - but i wouldn't budge
i'd just say:

i'll give you tomorrow.
and then i'd fall asleep.

kinda profound, huh?

Monday, December 8, 2008

unemployment and gchat...take 55

me: they interviewed me LAST WEEK
and i was like hi this is blahblah i met with u and liz last week
regarding the position
and shes like oh...hiiii
lol
awkwarddddddd
like...word? u just gonna play me like that?
but theyre having a meeting tomorrow to discuss everything
so ill hear back from her then
but shit if u don't remember my name
i need to e-mail yo ass
im so sick of fucking interviewing
Zika: gurl if anyone knows ur pain i dooooo
these ppl keep holding me in limbo
me: yea really
Zika: its like a lover that breaks ur heart but u cant just walk away from him
me: lolll
Zika: cuz hes like maybe he'll take u back
me: yea real talk
lies
Zika: like i haven't heard from u in 2 wks and u call me to see if im
still interested and tell me to hang on ur still making ur decision
that is straight up some dude shit
mia for 2wks
me: ahahahaha! so true!
Zika: sigh
me: n in the interview they're like sooo who else are u interviewing with
like...why would i tell u who else im messing with
u cant have ur cake and eat it too!
Zika: i knoooo!!!
me: ...shoulda put a ring on it!!
Zika: LOLOLOL
the unemployed woman is so similar to the woman being toyed with by a trife man