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I mean, it's funny, but just not really true. Dreams, people. I'm talking dreams ( Read more... )

UGH! I was writing a kick ass new blog and this crazy ass laptop just ups and decides to go back to the last visited page ( Read more... )

Yeah, yeah, I'm that person that stares longingly at the one (or 3) people who have the hair I want and dream about having it. Like, I want to put their hair on my head and pet it and pretend it's mine.

Seriously. I do that.

So, I'll quit all the yammering and post my HAIRSPIRATIONS.

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No Homo.

I normally don't shout things like that, but she has somehow tapped into my brain and found a way to make me unequivocally love her. I do.

Teenage Love Affair.

I love that song. I swear, I do. I used to hear it at work and found it catchy--how about I have a copy of her CD and I don't even think I've listened to the entire album. I'm going ( Read more... )

*sniff* truer words have never been spoken.

I mean, fresh off the heels of avoiding death by the hands of the worlds most skilled assassin, Judge Joe Brown, I'm just straight up *dead*

No, really, just straight up


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I'm so freaking serious. If I wasn't, would I be writing this blog at 1 in the AM when I have a shower to take and presentations to put together?

I didn't think so.

Yes, I think this man is quite tired of me as a fan and he's trying to do me in. But, he's being sneaky about it.

So, I'm doing a Google search--you know how I just love the Google--on ( Read more... )

and I can't get up!


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It don't make no damn sense for me to be sliding across my bed like it's General Lee and I'm Bo Duke.

SMH

I really need to clean my room. I just got back in yesterday and in a matter of minutes there are bags, boxes, shoes, and clothes all over the floor. The sad part is: I haven't even really unpacked yet.

Seriously. It's a mess in there and in ( Read more... )

I'm dead serious. I throw my hands up, throw my head back and shout...wait. No.

I mean, hands and knees, Dude, I bow down.

I ordered Freda Payne's new CD and Valarie Pettiford's CD the other night from CDbaby.com and last night, in the midst of my boredom, I decided to go back to the site and read the bios. Most information written in them, I've ( Read more... )