Nov 27, 2008 08:11
Live journal up until know has been meaningless to me. My friends thehiddenlevel & skizzylizzy have harped on me to creating this blogging booth. The facts are I never really knew what to write or blog about. I like to talk and not all the time do my rants sound good all typed out for the world to see.
The truth is I needed somewhere to hide. People from work, had in the past been looking at peoples blogs and personal pages which I think is actually pretty wrong. But, who am I kidding I'm not so interesting that I just can't fly under the radar, so to speak. So to add to my trite site, I am going to feel very comfortable bitching and Moaning (and not in a good way ) here. Not just "when I have the time but, most of the time.
First off, whenever I sit in front of this god-pounding screen I can't help but, feel the wall hit me square in the face. I have nothing to write abut.
There I said it again, I like admitting that because it make s me feel better about myself. Any way its Thanksgiving day and to welcome this day
I'm going to write 5, count'em 5 things I'm thankful for.
1. Women- OMG's you make a world suitable to live in. Mothers, Daughters,Sisters, Wives, Girlfriends, and anything you fairer sex call yourselves. I don't know why thats no.1. I can only suppose its because If it weren't for one I wouldn't be here. And to add to that I have a new found respect for what I consider the beautiful people. At any any rate I am Thankful.
2. Imagination-Where would we be without it. Whether it's used for art, writing, kickin ass or taking names. I'm glad we can use ours for anything and everything
3. Ghetto People- Without their brash, flashy personas some of us wouldn't look nearly as good. "The Ghetto it's not just home to Blacks anymore"
4.Alcohol- It does so much for us including population control. And yet because of what it is it can never hold a respectable job.
5. And to Loud Noises- More thanks to the people that cause them. Its a nice quiet morning when all of a sudden the silence is shattered by a phone ring or bad news or a loud mouth sob who just can't respect the ears of others.
Anyway this all sounds awful, but Christ, the only thing people do anymore is bitch or blog or whatever you call it.
5.