The Evolution of Me

Wow. Today is December 31st... the last day in 2K9.

Dear 2k9,

Quite the drama queen you were. Every month it was something new. But none the less I feel like I have changed this yr.. whether it was for better or worse has yet to be determined. We've shared laughs, crys and a plethora of blasphemy (especially male related). Cant say I loved you. But wont say I hated you.

Respectfully Yours

You know that myth about how you spend your New Years is how you will spend your year? FALSE. Last year, I spent it with a group of ppl that I dont even associate with anymore... ironic? Maybe.

I have no plans as of yet. Everything is up in the air. Not really in the clubbin mood. Ive move on or rather moved back to my chill mode. I would love a nice get together but I dont really know where Im going. Hopefully I will have fun tho.

Not going to really make any resolutions. I just feel like I want to continue to grow and change. This year was the first stage in my transition to being myself. Geeky, goofy, crazy, ME. I started to assert myself and not take other ppls bull. The problem is, I havent gained control of my new talent. My mouth is a pistol and these hoes fittin to get whipped. Once I figure out how to balance all the things Im learning you wont be able to tell me nothin..

2010 is gonna be a good year. I can feel it. Im gonna make the most of the territory that has been given to me and hopefully multiply it. Im ready. Im excited.

Gonna end it with a lil quote that I dont remember verbatim or from whom I stole it.. lol
"What lies behind me or what lies in ahead of me is nothing compared to what lies within me"

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i have been sick goin on 2 weeks. wtf.
first my sore throat
then mucus tricklin down my throat
then the cough
the the headaches
and oh lets not forget the fever...
the latest symptom is my right ear cloggin every 5 seconds its starting to hurt... and ring.

been druggin myself with OTCs but they dont get me rite like the stuff my Dr prescribes... too bad she is out of town until next week. the only advice her asst had for me was to go to the ER.. oh joy....

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How is it that I always manage to attract crazies???

Remember Texas? He is tryna get back on the scene.. His latest stunt is him tryna make me his GF.. Like WTF.. why is it that the ppl u want attention from, you cant get but then u get all this uninvited attention ....

But yea. Here is the text convo. This is after an AIM session in which he tells me that when we aim, my name comes up as “My Future Girl”. And I was like… really tho. How can I be ur future girl when we barely aim and u’ve only called me once.. lol :

T: Morgo, I would really like a chance with u

M: A text tho?

T: You want me to tell you over the phone?

M: Well I wouldn’t take you seriously either way but via text makes it more of a joke

T: Why wouldn’t you take me seriously?

M: I just wouldn’t

T: But I wouldn’t lie to you, I promise

M: If I had $1 for everytime I heard that and then $1 for everytime those same ppl did lie I would be BALLIN

T: Im not like the rest though Morgo, you believe I am?

M: Im not tryna typecast you but its just been my experience

T: I understand that but Im not gonna play with you. You deserve better than that (whats happened to you in the past)

M: True

T: You believe me? I mean do you trust me?

M: No. But its not personal. I just don’t trust ppl in general

T: iight.

Your man took it way back to middle school with the "can I get a chance?" LMBO. Really tho? My Nikki think I was harsh on him. I think I was very politically correct and took it easy. I could have chopped him real quick... But i know how sensitive ppl are and if you are crazy enough to ask me to be your GF and you dont really know me, there is no tellin how PSYCHO you really are...

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why is the work day sooo effin long???

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downloaded a new app on my phone so im testing it out.
hopefully i will blog more now that i have 24|7 access

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Im at a point when I dont give a ____

Its takin me 21 yrs to get here but now that Im here ppl better watch out.

Tell me y Rico had the BALLS to call me today..
called from a number resembling QMacs # so I thought it was him.. But when I heard the voice I was like uh who dis.. This fool gonna say "I just wanna say Im sor---" CLICK!

I hung up on dat a$$.

Tell me why the fool then proceeded to call me back. I didnt answer. Hopefully he wont be calling again. This is exactly why i need to get my ish changed. So no more random calls from the past can happen..

Later...
~Morgo the Heartless

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Feelin slightly better...

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thats how i feel rite now

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Soo Friday it snowed...

ALOT.

Here it is Sunday and Im SNOWED IN.

Can sumone come shovel me out?

Where the hell are the snow plows????

I need to get the EFF out this house

The walls are closin in on me.

I have no safe haven.. my room has been takin over forcing me to retreat to the basement which is not my favorite place to be....

Has it stopped snowing yet?

Nope.

Wishful thinking.

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First Cleotis.. Now MickeyB

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Sorry.. Ive been ghost.

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Today was one of those days.

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I cant believe Im sayin this... but Im actually feelin him. I chilled with him for a bit tonite and it was great. Nothin and no one but me and him.

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Have u ever been so hungry that you resort to eating the one thing that you said u wouldnt eat???

Well thats what happened to me today. I was soo hungry and didnt feel like leaving my job so I had to get MCDONALDS.

Sigh.

I am ashamed, but in this current state of emergency it doesn taste half bad.

I am prolly gonna regret this later this eve. My tummy is extremely sensitive.

Forgive me.

Morgo the Glutton

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My heart and mind and at odds again.

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My Cuzzo said the best way to live life is with NO EMOTION.

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Ive tried to go to sleep twice but Im having bad dreams.

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Everyday he professes his undying love for me and everyday I try to act like it doesnt matter. But for some reason today I feel a lil sumthin when he says "I Love U".

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Disclaimer: I stole these from my bestie and twisted them to fit my own ramblings. He is wise.. (oh Ps. i think he stole these from someone else.. lol..)

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Soo a few weeks ago I had a major meltdown regarding one of my sculptures. I actually wrote a hysterical email to my professor the nite before it was due tellin him that I quit and that I didnt care what grade I got on it.

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A convo with the mother yesterday yeilded an astonishing revelation....

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Last week, I decided to get a hair cut. So I go to the dominicans and get them to blow me out and cut me down. For the past few months, I have been sporting my curly fro, in an effort to save money by not going to get my hair done and doing my own flexis.

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I am sooo beyond words rite now. IDK what to do, but I have to share this info.

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Dear NewsAnchorwoman for Channel 7 News @11pm,

Last nite, while I was waiting for the expose on self breast examination, I caught wind of something shady. I am very outraged by ur blantant disrespect for our President. Several times throughout ur segment you referenced him as "Mr. Obama". Wassup with that? He is the President of these United States, your president. He should be referenced as such. IDK if it was written like that or if u was ur personal bias but it was def noticed by me, and all the other viewers of ur show (or maybe just me). Lets get it together!

Thanks,

Morgo the Vigilante

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I think Im bi polar or schizophrenic..

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I am in the foulest mood. Have been for the past 3 days...Havent felt like this in a long while. For 3 very legitimate reasons, 2 of which I will share... 1. Code Red Man Down.. and 2. Today 10/9/09 makes it officially 6 years since my Grandaddy passed. I feel angry, annoyed, sad, bitter, lonely, crazy, just everything. The 3rd reason Im not ready to talk about but dont worry, u know I dont keep many secrets from u.

Ugh. This weeked was supposed to be fun. I made alot of plans. I was excited. Now I dont wanna do crap but chill in my room by my self. I dont want ppl around, tryna make me happy. I just kinda wanna stew and let these emotions work their way out. But at the same time I dont want to let me situations dictate how the rest of my weekend will go. This designer called me and asked me to come to her casting call for a show she is doing. Its tonite but its all the way in MoCo. I dont feel like driving. I dont feel like trying out. I dont feel like anything. She is gonna pay me but even $$$ isnt motivation enough for this mood. Ugh.. We will see if I go...

I stole this quote from an associate : "You cannot control what happens to you, but you can control your attitude towards what happens to you, and in that, you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you..... "

The realest ish I ever read and rewrote...

Peace Bleeps!!!

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This lil girl has put me to shame.. SMH.

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~True peace comes from the Prince of Peace~

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I was on twitter and came across these...it took me back the the days when ppl used to jone on each other. funny? - maybe.. corny? prolly...

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The last week I had a dream. It kinda scared all balls outta me so I didnt wanna talk about it but its still on my mind. I cant remember all of the details but I will do my best to recap.

Basically I was being used as a human sacrifice and it was by my own mother, like Abraham did his son. There were ppl gathered around waitin for the big shabang. I got up from the platform cuz I was chickening out but my mom leads me back and sits there holding my hand as we wait. She asks "Do u trust me?" I say yes as tears start to fall from my face. She tells me she loves me and as I reply I love u too, there is a big black mass comin towards me.. kinda eclipse like. I couldnt tell what it was cuz I was looking at my mother. The object was gettin closer n closer and then I woke up.

Now what does this mean? Is this a message sayin my life is about to be over? Is this God callin me to him? Am I supposed to be the new Savior? Is this indicative of my mothers faitfulness in God as Abraham's was??? Sigh.. im soo confused!

God please grant me clarity and understanding.

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I am an ARTIST.

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I am thinkin of buyin some anti age serum cuz obviously I am not aging gracefully at all.... I went to Giant to buy a cocoa milk and on the way out this guy stops me.

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Dont be alarmed ppl. I dont mean it in the physical sense. Emotionally...

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Im gonna try to get some stability to the blog.. so now I am implementing Music Monday.

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Today I was in class and wrote the date. First thought.. what an interesting day to be born on.. second thought.. today is skinny's bday.

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While I am a true geek from head to toe, I do have a creative side. I love ART. Thats why Im a art minor. Art is life. Just about ANYTHING can be an art. Sitting here watchin Cake Boss on TLC and these ppl arent just baking cakes. There are true artists. I mean alot of this stuff is crazy. Its beautiful, its craftsmanship, its colorful, its expression its ART.

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Ugh.

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First Week of School

So this week was pretty good all around. Got adjusted into my new classes and I think this could be the yr I bring back my 4.0 (pullin in down, speakin life into it, all that good stuff).
One on day I have all male teachers. This has NEVER happened to me. I think Ive only had like 4 or 5 males teachers my entire academic career (PreK - now). Nothin against male teachers, just not who I am used to dealing with. One the other day I am surrounded by women. Ugh.

So who will get on my nerves the fastest?? The Testosterone or the Estrogen?
(if u guess Estrogen U are prolly rite..)

Im really excited for all the stuff I have the chance to do this semester. IDK y... Its not anything new, go to class, learn the material, take the test, group project and BAM.. easy grade. This semester Im sculpturing. (is that a word??) Well first day of classes Ol'Al has us gettin started on our first project. Wood Enclosures... whooooo.... lol

IDK why Im excited about this, I do like building things (sometimes) but this Im gonna have to do from scratch. There are no precut pieces or assembly instructions.. just all ME. Im gonna have to saw, drill, bevel and sand... Hopefully I will be able to do this with the least amount of injury to myself as possible. We all know Im a bit accident prone. lol

Mi profesora de espanol es muy antipatica. Not a down rite (WENCH) but she def is gonna make ppl work in her class. I might actually have to study.... But hey, at the end of it Im sure I will be fluent and sufficient in spanish. If anyone wants to help me, by chatting with me on AIM r sumthin in spanish.. IM DOWN. lol.

My internship... Well, I was only there one day. The women seem, ehh. To start off with, they were late gettin there. How does the intern arrive before any of the paid employees come open the door???? My motto is, if you're early you're on time. If you're on time, you're late and if you're late... dont even bother showing up. Yea, its a real issue I have. Ask my mom. Seriously.
Anywho, Im in there about 15min before the boss strolls in, introduces herself and gives me my first assignment - to rewrite a press release that some other intern had written. I was a little nervous, but I took a deep breath and banged it out. They liked it so much that they wanted me to write 2 more. Ha- take that!

Then I had to go on location to work at an event for one of the clients. The Lottery. Who knew so many people played? But yea, working the event was actually pretty fun. So this will hopefully work out well.

Anywho, thats all for now.

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I LOVE IT... so far

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Smell that???

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OMG... Summer Vacay is over....

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I AM SOOOO ANGRY RIGHT NOW.

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Sigh.. ppl.. I dont even know where to start. I mean, is this what entertainment has come to. I mean, our whole culture is too dependent on being all up in other ppls business... Think about it: Reality Shows, Facebook, Twitter.. they are soo dang popular cuz ppl wanna see whats going on the other ppls lives... NOSEY...

Anyway, despite my angst against reality shows, I catch a few I deem interesting. One being Tiny and Toya. IDK y but I kind of actually liked the show. Toya Carter is gorgeous. (Say what u want about Weezy but his taste in women is on point in general). I love her heart, she bleeds love, I see her as being real. Im happy she found someone who is making her happy. Tiny is not too bad either. But I hear the show is being cancelled... maybe it'll be back.. but i did enjoy the short run it had.

Then I stayed tuned in on BET to catch the premiere of Frankie and Neffe. All I gotta say is "Put the money under the door!!" lol. Frankie is a mess but a hoot. (did I just say hoot?) I think I will watch this show again. It wont be a big thing like OMG Frankie and Neffe comin on tonite but if I catch it.. cool. Guaranteed a laugh somewhere in the program.

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So..

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Why are these ppl makin such a big deal out of Mrs Pres wearing shorts? I wear them (rarely), you wear them, most of the American population has worn a pair in their lifetime... So whats the big frickin deal? She a woman, shes a mother, she is an American. Just because her hubby has a new job she needs to be dressed in business casual everyday until his term in office is over?? Cmon I mean, a big part of the Obamas charm is that they are a regular family. The kids go to school, have sleepovers, Papa eats at Five Guys, and Michelle.. she wears shorts. Get off her back!! And I mean no they were the most flattering shorts, she didnt look a complete hot mess. Ive seen worse walkin down the street....

Tis All.

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On my lunch break, I decide to go over to the buildign next to mine for some delicious steak fries. I get my fries (lol) and grab a mt dew out the lil refrigerator thing and I walk over to the lil condiments bar to pour some Ketchup into a lil container. There is a guy standing there so I put down my soda wait for him to move. He walks away, I reach over to grab a lil container and proceed to put ketchup in it. The same guy turns around walks to the other side of me and grabs my mt dew. I was like ummm excuse me sir. That’s my soda. And he looked at me and put it back down and said oh. There was this black guy behind me that said.. “u handled that very well.. Im surprised. Cuz if that had been me, I woulda been like AYE NICCA.. u betta put my bottle down..”

All I could do was bust out laughing…

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Ladies and Gentledudes,

BranMan has left the building. Woooh Hoooo! lol. J/K. Sigh. He has deserted me for these last two weeks of summer working. Now its me, Misty and Keebler. (ltm) I dont have nothing against either one of them personally, but I didnt mesh with them like I did BranMan. Sigh. For the next 10 working days, I will be doing my daily walk arounds by myself. I will prolly go spend some time with Rita (my girl who works in the building across from mine). This is her last week before she goes back to school too.

Dang. School starts in 2 weeks exactly. Im excited. The geek in me loves school and prolly always will.

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BranMan strikes again. During one of our random walk abouts, we spark a discussion based on this woman we see running who has a rock hard body most men would kill for. Every single muscle in her body is tone, has definition and then some.

He says that "some things are made to give... the tush is one of them" lol.

So I ask Branman would he rather have a girl with a body like that (all cockdeisel) or a woman whos body looked like the things that swallowed NY (all flubby, droopy and disgusting)?

He responds: "Ive never seen that. But I think Im gonna go with the first one."

Fellas, would u agree ?

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Ive come to the unexciting conclusion that most of my job duties include finding ways to keep myself busy all day while looking like Im actually doing something. Its alot harder than it sounds especially where my job is located. In the middle of everything but really next to nothing but more office buildings.

There are 4 of us "interns" here. Me and Bran-Man make frequents trips around the area trying to find things to pass the time. Most days we settle on a shady spot and a great convo. Im sorry I didnt mention him before because our daily banter is defintely blog worthy but today Bran Man had me laughing so hard before I even got my morning soda in.

We are walking to get breakfast and he goes: "There is a store next to Best Buy called BJs." I immediately look at him like whats the big deal. BJs is just another Costco or Sams Club. Seeing my puzzled look he goes to elaborate: "I thought it was a sex shop" LOL. I couldnt help but laugh. Oh Bran Man. I never would have thought of that but it def brightened the blah day.

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The craziest most insightful thing happened to me yesterday. I was leavin work. I had to walk down to the garage where I parked and it was pouring down raining. The sky looked as though the rain was just gonna keep comin. I had to be at the restaurant for my uncles bday. So I did what I thought I had to do. I started walkin in the rain. I was wearing sandals so my futile attempts to avoid puddles were a waste of time cuz they were still gettin wet from above. The wind was blowing, changing the direction of the rain and I had to make shifts in the position I was holding my umbrella. It was also very humid. I felt my hair poof and frizz with each step I took.

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For some strange reason, all I can think of is "the cat's meow". Ive heard it a few times before but the other day while on the phone with my grammy, she said it and its been stuck in my head eversince. I even did a bit of askin around to see what it actually meant.

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Well 1. Its my big cuzzo RuRu Bday.. Happy 22nd! Love U!

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Ive been thinking about how different my life would be if I had been born a guy. So then I got to thinking what I would do if I had a freaky friday moment with one of my cousins or sumthin and woke up a guy for a day. There are like soo many things I would be anxious to do.

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Its been said that if you dont have anything nice to say dont say nothin at all. Its also been said that the truth shall set you free. I believe in combo. 9 times out of 10, I hold my comments, thoughts and feelings because I dont like to rain on other ppls parades. But in certain cases, where speaking commences, I employ a tactful delivery clause to all my deliveries. Meaning that I will phrase what I have to say in the best way possible as to get across my point but not to offend the person I am speaking to. Offended people put guards up and therefore dont hear what it is that you have to say. So in essence ur wasting your voice / words.

I also believe that if a person has to say something, they shouldnt HIDE behind their words. Speak ur mind and be proud of ur thoughts... no matter how rude and unwarranted they are. (Get me Anonymous commenter?) If u dont like what I write on MY blog, you are welcome to leave my page and never come back. This blog is for me to keep myself busy at work and other times of the day. If I wanna write about my poop, the color, shape and size, then I will do so and there is little you can do about it except read it or NOT! mmk?

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1. Happy Bday Juicy J! (21)

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Automatic cars - YAY
Door Opening - YAY
Lights - YAY
Bathrooms.. NAY! Great in theory, Terrible in application. (atleast all of my experiences)

Ok. So here I am at work. This morning I drank a bottle of Deer Park and 2 Sunny Delights. So obviously I had to go relieve my bladder. Now I applaud the effort for trying to decrease germs and bacteria by limiting the touch but this automation is bringing along new issues for me.

So Im using the potty at about a 45 degree angle from the toilet. ( Morgo rule 4 - Never sit on toilets that arent ur own). Im just about done so I lean over to grab some toilet paper (Morgo rule 7 - front to back, front to back) and before I can get the paper off the roll, the automatic sensor has detected my movement and decided I was finished so flushing commenced. This is a problem for 2 reasons. One, I need to scramble to wipe and toss the paper in the commode before its done flushing or else I will have to lean over and flush manually (which defeats the purpose of the toilet being automated in the first place because I am still makin contact with the toilet.) Two, the pull from the flush is soo aggressive the spurts of pee pee water splashes around, landing on my legs and bottom. EWW digusting! Causing me to have to rewipe and then manually flush!!!!!

Then we go to the automated sink. That tells me unless I am directly at this one spot, I am not able to get water. And then it only gives me water for about 5 seconds before it cuts off, thus leavin me with soap all over my hands, struggling and waving around under the sink like a fool to find the magic spot that makes it rain (no pun intended).

And finally the automated dryers that blow luke warm water and cut off every 30 seconds even though my hands are moving by the sensor forcing me to have to stand there for 5 minutes to be dry.

But to top it all off, I have to open the door. Its not automatic. So there is still contact and since there are no paper towels because of the automatic dryer, I still may contract sum germ from a nasty skank who refused to put herself thru the automated trouble. So I use my hand sanitizer anyway once I cross to the other side of the door.

So again.. automated bathrooms??? NAY! Until further notice....

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As I mentioned in my last post, I am in search of a new place to live while I am at school.
So first place I turn is to the Housing Available listing for my campus. Then I turn to Craigslist. So far, I have nothing concrete but a couple great leads and possibilities.

I would love to live by myself but my mother finds it a crazy notion. I am not scared. I dont scare easily. I look to the Lord to protect me and if he calls me home to him I will go. No matter if I have a roomate or not.

But anywho, blasphemy has def not been in short supply during the housing search. I guess I will start from the beginning. After I saw a ad or two I liked, I would send out an email asking for more information. Here are 2 I got back:

1. My parents have a studio apartment (efficiency) that will be available in mid-August. It is unfurnished, it is one large room with a split bath (toilet and sink/shower) {does that mean they are one in the same?}, kitchenette (please note that there's no oven){so how am i supposed to eat?}, and small closet. It's first floor (there is another apartment above it, the young woman who rents it is a great neighbor to have!), has a private entrance. The rent is $455 per month including electricity/water, and is for 1 person only. It will be renovated in early August, we will add wood flooring (it's currently carpet). The apartment is phone/cable/internet ready - you simply need to arrange it with the appropriate vendors. Please let me know if you have any questions.

2. The apt is available. You would share the apartment with a woman and she has a cat. She is giving the whole bedroom for the new roommate. She will sleep in the family room and she will put her stuff in the family room as her room. The kitchen will be shared by the two of you. There is one full bathroom for both of you to share also. There is a washer and dryer in the apartment too. If you have further questions and are still interested please leave your name and number for me to call you.

P.S. The building the apartment is located has a swimming pool, exercise room and entertainment room for people living in the building to use. It may have a bed if you need it. I need to ask the lady living in the apartment if she wants to give you her bed to use.

Hmmmm are you serious??? Needless to say that I didnt inquire further about these places. But I did find a couple that I liked.

First place - hated the place, liked the girl and great price BUT she had a CAT!!!
Second place - loved the place, could tolerate the girl and great price BUT she texted me a lil later sayin her friend was gonna rent the room.. UGH
Third place - loved the place, liked the girl decent price BUT she also had a CAT!!

Do I look like Catwoman to you ppl??

Im still pushing the idea of a one bedroom on my mom but one of the reasons I want to move is to save $$$. Most of these places I can save atleast $100 if not more. So then I go to thinkin of gettin my own place and renting the second room out to someone. My ad would look something like this:

In search of roomate for 2009-2010 school year. 2BD/2BA apt. Very spacious. Price $/mo located less than 2 miles away from campus.

About me: 20 yr old MCOM major / Art minor. Chill and relaxed. Not a party animal but sociable, a little OCDish. Likes music, movies, ice skating and coke slurpees. Serious student. Caring but not nosy.

About you: 19-22 yr old, also chill and relaxed. not annoying, able to clean up after yourself in common areas, reliable on rent, dont blast music at obscene hours of the night. wont have a bunch of strangers running thru my house. This is a home, not a brothel. But as long as you pay ur rent on time, clean up after urself and are considerate w should be fine.

If you think this is you... hit me up!

LOL. ok not exactly like that but something along those lines.
Anywho.. wish me luck on finding something GREAT and "Morgo"like.

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There comes a point in your life when you realize:

who matters,
who never did,
who wont anymore,
and who always will.

So dont worry about people from your past, there's a reason why they didnt make it to your future.

Another lil something I felt compelled to share. Someone who reads it may get alot from it.

Anywho. I think its time to let the cat out of the bag. Im moving from my temp residence at school. Long story short, I just dont want to live there anymore. I really need to live somewhere by myself so that I have no one to get on my nerves, no mess to look at but my own and I can walk around in my unmentionables anytime I want. IDK if I ever mentioned it before but I have slight OCD and major attitude. So when things are a mess, I get irritated, and when I get irritated, I distance myself from those responsible for the mess thus harnessing all this anger because someone's hair is all over the bathroom and the carpet etc. Or cuz someone cooked 4 days ago and hasnt washed their dishes or cuz no one wants to take out the trash, or buy toilet paper or do anything....

Needless to say that other ppl and I dont get along on a constant basis. Alot of it has to do with me being an only child but alot of it has to do with the way I was raised. I can only take ppl in spurts. Even when I was a child, I wouldnt like to go over other girls' houses for sleepovers cuz I was ready to go after like a couple hrs. And if they came over to my house, I would leave them playin in my room, with my stuff and go lay down in my mom's bed. I just needed "me" time. Point is I think my spurt in this house has come to an end.

The past 4 years of my life have been hectic. I became acquainted with my first real group of female friends. There has been drama, fights but good times overall. But I never really fully clicked with them. It could have been that I didnt let them in, or it could have been that they didnt let me in. Bottom line, I was always an outsider lookin in for the most part. So now that I am breaking out on my own, I find myself exactly in the place I was 4 years ago this time. Alone. With a handful of people who have their issues but I know that have my back thru any and everything. And thats how I like it.

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I was heavily considering going private.
IDK how many ppl actually read my blog but I know there are some ppl out there who may be a bit offended by what it is that I say and how I say it. But after thinking about it for a few days I was torn.

On one hand... I dont want ppl who I dont want reading my blog to have access to my blog as a way of spying on me or tryna see what Im up to in a pathetic attempt to get some dirt on me or something dumb and childish.

But on the other hand.. this is MY blog. I should be able to say whatever I want to and keep it funky. Im not gonna limit myself cuz other ppl have nothing to do with their lives than see whats goin on in mine.

So in honor of the 4th of July, INDEPENDENCE DAY, a day highlighting freedom, I will continue to keep the blasphemy public.

Thanks and Gnite.

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As I have stated 15 million times before, I work for the govt, uncle sammy, the man. lol.

This summer when i returned, I was displaced to the training room where there are crap loads of blasphemy constantly occurring. But thats another blog for another day.

So for my lunch break, I decide I want to go outside and chill. Get sum fresh air and a change of scenary. So I decided to sit on the shaded bench on the far side of the plaza. Ahhh. peace, relaxation... Im enjoying my time on the bench when this old white guy with a potbelly comes and sits down on the end of my bench. He pulls out a book and starts to read.

Ok cool. He isnt really disturbing my "me break". The wind is blowing gusts of fresh air around me. So I inhale.. ahhh. that was refreshing. i decide to take another deep breathe.. ahhewwwwwwww.. WTF is that. I look over to the man and he has hit this nasty fat old cigar and the wind is blowing its smoke in my direction. Of course I had to move. But I gave that guy the meanest look I could make as I walked by.

I mean, was that not rude of him to ruin my moment with his triflingness? Yes it is a public place but I was sittin there first. If he knew he was gonna smoke he should have sat somewhere alone. I dont smoke, the smell is nauseating to me. I def dont want my hair and clothing smelling like it. That crap follows u around all day. What a wanker!

So then I decide Im goin back inside cuz there are no other benches in the shade. I stop in the bathroom to relieve my bladder. As soon as I walk in, I am greeted by the aroma of cover up! I walk to my normal stall but someone is in there! (which messes with my OCD) but I have to go really badly so I choose the one furthest down. So soon as I lock my stall, I hear the person rustling... then.. ppppt. a wet one releases its sounds into the air followed by grunts and "plops". lol. Poor thing was holdin back for my sake. I felt so honored. So I left as quickly as I could.

Moral to all this is, sometimes its ok to be rude. Like in the bathroom, while I seriously find the thought of doing the do in public bathrooms, I hear the holdin it in isnt good for the body. So you gotta do what you gotta do. Its "natural". However, dont be like the guy and just pollute my air without having any type of reservation.

p.s. I dont think i will be using that stall anymore

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