At Last...
*doing the macarena* I am FINALLY back! There is SO much I want to write about, I almost don't even know where to start. I realized in the two weeks that I'd been sans Mac (my laptop) that writing is truly a passion in my life that I've been neglecting for far too long. So last night (or was it the night before?), I came up with an idea on how to get back into building up my writing game. Details later...
Um...what else has been going on? Work. Crazy busy for the last few weeks. I went from feeling so beat up on Monday to today, where I was having a very frank conversation with my supervisor to tell her that I disagreed with the way she was handling things and haven't been feeling very supervised at all. I haven't felt so empowered in ages. This will be resolved to my benefit, darnit!
I can't even remember what I have and have not updated on here. I've got another new thing going on - I joined the steering committee for this Young Professionals thing. So far, so awesome. I love volunteering and am really excited about being involved with getting other people around my age to volunteer as well.
Let's see...I have to find a new salon yet again. Can you believe that? You'd think in a city full of blackfolk, I'd finally be able to find someone who I could rely on to help me tame this beastly nest of yarn on top of my head. But alas, although I really liked Yoyo, she's no longer available for all of my hair's relaxer needs. Was it a coincidence that this lady who owns a salon about 10 minutes from here was in line behind me while i was out for lunch today? She's getting a SOS call tomorrow - will it be my wallet or my nappy hair that does the dialing? I've been having a jacked up hair week, despite having a new fun ceramic flat iron to play with.
It is officially beyond over with Big Papi. I dunno if I left my last entry about him up long enough for anyone else to see it, but he did something that offended me beyond belief. And to add insult to injury, I think he might have a girlfriend. Wtf, BP...w.t.f? For me, it was the final straw - I officially give up on men in this town. And, I think, men in general for a little while. I'm not batting for the other team or anything but right now my mindset is that if I can't have what I want, then I want nothing at all.
I'm kinda tired, so I think I'm going turn on the XM, do some more picking up around my room, and call it a night.
It's so good to be home,
ticachu
Um...what else has been going on? Work. Crazy busy for the last few weeks. I went from feeling so beat up on Monday to today, where I was having a very frank conversation with my supervisor to tell her that I disagreed with the way she was handling things and haven't been feeling very supervised at all. I haven't felt so empowered in ages. This will be resolved to my benefit, darnit!
I can't even remember what I have and have not updated on here. I've got another new thing going on - I joined the steering committee for this Young Professionals thing. So far, so awesome. I love volunteering and am really excited about being involved with getting other people around my age to volunteer as well.
Let's see...I have to find a new salon yet again. Can you believe that? You'd think in a city full of blackfolk, I'd finally be able to find someone who I could rely on to help me tame this beastly nest of yarn on top of my head. But alas, although I really liked Yoyo, she's no longer available for all of my hair's relaxer needs. Was it a coincidence that this lady who owns a salon about 10 minutes from here was in line behind me while i was out for lunch today? She's getting a SOS call tomorrow - will it be my wallet or my nappy hair that does the dialing? I've been having a jacked up hair week, despite having a new fun ceramic flat iron to play with.
It is officially beyond over with Big Papi. I dunno if I left my last entry about him up long enough for anyone else to see it, but he did something that offended me beyond belief. And to add insult to injury, I think he might have a girlfriend. Wtf, BP...w.t.f? For me, it was the final straw - I officially give up on men in this town. And, I think, men in general for a little while. I'm not batting for the other team or anything but right now my mindset is that if I can't have what I want, then I want nothing at all.
I'm kinda tired, so I think I'm going turn on the XM, do some more picking up around my room, and call it a night.
It's so good to be home,
ticachu