Life and times of SdotCurls,unscripted.

Chapter 1, Page 4....Book 26

2012-01-04T22:59:00.000-05:00

Welp, it's finally here...2012. Better live it up because it might be the lastttt year everrrrrrr....right? riiiight? no? oh ok. So anyways...It's here. I spent NYE with 3 of my dearest girlfriends...drinking champagne and making more toasts that we could make things up for to take tasty shots. Yes. Tasty. Taking shots that make you cringe and or cause you to gag are sooo last year. We all gifted each other the appropriate panty- red is for love, yellow is for prosperity...and ordered a pizza as our last ode to fast food for awhile. Someone did a dance in a leotard...all of us yelled and squealed...and laughed...oh and ate our 12 grapes at midnight. Good luck for every month of the year. It's a must.

This year I didn't do the whole "oh I'm so glad 2011 is over it was the WORST. YEAR. EVER." I've done that bit in the past..but it was when shit was really a mess. So yea...I was glad the year was over in 2010...I think in 2009 too...not sure. But 2011 was cool. I actually don't have any complaints. Huh. Funny how when you stop focusing on the negatives...you don't even remember what they were in the first place. What a concept.

Let's see...how did I come into the new year....well...I came into the new year single...not because anyone did anything horrible to the other person but because..well...it just had to be like that...I came into the new year with new goals...with a few new friends...with an addiction to tea (which as a result...got me pretty much all of the tea-related items listed on my Christmas/Birthday wishlist blog post)...with a great sense of self...and a great new skin regime if I do say so myself (thanks to the mounds of Bert's Bees and Eos products I got-also as a result of the wishlist post).

As the saying goes...ask and you shall receive...And as soon as you don't want for anything, you will get it all...that's what Russell Simmons says, right? Yea it's something like that...2012 is the year of #SuperRich...Yes, yes... I made a wish list...but in reality I didn't expect to get any of it. And incidentally I got the best stuff on it. That was a good start to a happy new year. Thanks to great people in my life who actually pay attention. I like that shit.

Ahhhhh...What better way to start a new year than to start it fresh, clear headed and knowing how to finally....breathe easy...let go...come to center and really just...be. Thanks to a new outlook, a yoga mat, yoga block...and the amazing Sadie Nardini...Everything has come into perspective...and it feels great.... Except for downward dog ...and the effing down dog split (pictured above)...no matter WHAT sequence I decide to do...this is ALWAYS included. But I must say...the breathing and the releasing I've learned through doing the practice has really made a difference. I'm just sayin. All you les miserables should try a few poses.

Yea I know...you read it...and you said, 'damn. Helen Keller has a point'. Yea...Basically.

So anyways...it's a new freaking year. Do something with yourself. Whether it means simply making better decisions, cutting the fat (in more ways than one), letting go of something, grabbing hold of something (or someone...sexy)...trying something new, cherishing something old...whatever. it. is. Just freakin do it. Stop bullshitting and go do it. Get up and go get it! This way I don't have to hear anyone bitching all year. Thanks in advance...for your cooperation...with this matter.

Haha. Had to leave with this comic strip. Wait is that what it is? I dunno...but I do know you laughed..or at least smiled...or smirked. Don't be a hard ass. SMILE BITCHES.

Until next time folks...champagne, leotards...and amazingness!!!

Testy Tuesday. WTF edition.

2011-12-27T18:26:00.000-05:00

Let me just start by saying...I've had the day from hell. I had a to-do list that seemed simple enough: get an emissions test, renew vehicle registration, take a package to the post office, get groceries for the week and drop off a friend's tupperware from the Christmas dinner party. Simple, right? Well...first up...drop off the tupperware. But no...somewhere the location part for leftovers and glassware was lost in translation...I go...they're not there. First bump in the road. I brush it off...it is what it is...the glassware will just have to come along for the ride for all of the errands and get bumped down to the end of the list. Now off to get this emissions test. Last year...well this year rather...(I renewed my tag for 2011 in March of 2011)...I got my emissions test done at a Shell station right down the street on Peachtree.

This year, suddenly and to my surprise...that location has been closed. Full on closed. Gas pumps pulled out...the whole nine. Mind you, I just got gas at this location like last month. And boom. Closed. So...I say alright. That's fine. Where is the next one...off of Spring St....about 3 mins away. So I go...and pass my turn...so now I have to go down a one way to get back to that street...on the way, there's a post office. This stop was lower on the list but now it's on this route, so there I stopped. Meanwhile...the person I'm sending the care package to is giving me major attitude. MAJOR attitude. And I don't even understand why. Aside from the fact that this is someone I'm super close to...and have known forever...and they didn't attempt to connect with me once on my birthday ...only posted the general happy birthday on my Facebook wall...along with everyone else..aside from all of that...here I am at the Post Office...sending this care package I spent time putting together with love. Again, I say f*ck it, I'm gonna send this. Hopefully I get told what the problem is since I've asked 3-4 times...but for now...I have to keep it moving...it's FREEZING outside and the heater in my car is acting up...and I still have pretty much my whole to-do list in front of me. So i get to the Shell station at the corner of Spring and 11th (don't quote me on the cross street)...I go in and tell the clerk I need an emissions test...she says, very nicely "Oh ok, just go right out and over to where the mechanics are"...so I do...I see 2 cars in their bay ...and I see one person...I stand there and wait for a minute...it's cold, so the garage doors are closed as they work. I stand waiting for him to look up. Don't want to knock on this door while this dude is practically under a car. No one looks up...I'm just standing out in the cold...and there is no other way to get to them. So I leave. On to the next one...and on down North Ave....downtown bound...I go to the next Shell on the way...no emissions testing. But he was nice enough to tell me where the next place was that did them-right up the street. So I go...I park..I get out...and the "Open" light IS OFF. I literally say "you have GOT to be kidding me" out loud. Then someone walks up to my car...and I assume he works there..so I ask ..."are u guys open???" and he says yes. and that the sign is broken. So I hand him the keys and wait for him to pull the car into the bay. Then I think for a second. Shit. What if this place isn't even open, this dude doesn't work here and my car is about to get stolen. Then he backs up and can't seem to go back forward in first gear. My conclusion was that he can't drive stick. (come on dude)... so he asks me to pull it over into the testing area. After he rolled the car about 9 inches from the wall because he couldn't go forward. So I do...and get out of the car into the cold so he can do his thing. I go into my pocket to grab my phone (brand new iPhone that I got as a Christmas gift)...that I picked up from best buy on the 21st...and it falls to the effed up ground and the back CRACKS. I gasped. Said a small novel of curse words in my head...and took a deep breath because alas, I did get insurance on the damn thing. THANK GOD. Because I am way too in love with this phone for it to be broken already. I call Best Buy while the emissions test is being done...and I'm on hold the whole time...so I put it on speaker and let it be. Someone finally answers and says I just come on in...my phone number has all of my insurance info attached. New thing to add to this to do list. I AM FREEZING btw. So I head down to get my new tags. I go prepared...check written, emissions test and ID in hand...this process takes literally 10 minutes. Now off to tupperware drop off and groceries...then to Best Buy ....done, done...ugly loaner in hand, new phone will be here Friday...DONE. Finally headed home for dinner and yoga. And this, my friends...was the first official full day of my 26th year. It can only go up from here. Lesson learned : you gotta take a chill pill when shit goes left field...it is what it is...and you have to keep as good an attitude as you can...without taking it out on other people. Whatever you put into the universe is what you will get right back. Choose wisely.

Thanks for sharing my rant...Until next time folks...

Peace, love, calmness and harmony to all!

Curls' Christmas and Birthday Wishlist!

2011-12-12T23:31:00.002-05:00

Yea. I did. I came up with twenty-six things to put on the list for my 26th Christmas and 26th birthday. So here's the collective list of amazingness I can only hope to get a portion of this 26th year of life...The year started out a little rough....but has evolved into something pretty great...so with that came a list of pretty great shit. Excuse my language. Steal some ideas for the special 20-something in your life..I'm sure they'll love anything you see here. Enjoy!

1. First up on the list...the Bert's Bees Grab Bag...available online..right here: http://www.burtsbees.com/other/gift-sets-kits/grab-bag.html , of course. It's a surprise bag filled with full and trial size products that's on sale for only $25 instead of the usual $50...can you say hell yes???

2. Ahhhh yes....thank you, Philosophy for creating a gift set just for us birthday girls! This set is full of great Philosophy products to get you started on a whole new addiction. Get it at Sephora, Ulta or directly from it's maker at the Philosophy website.

3. Black leather gloves. Every girl needs a pair. This particularly fabulous pair are from Michael Kors. Hey, you gotta keep your paws warm in these wintery months...gripping onto an ice cold steering wheel is just inhumane.

4. Bliss Fat Girl Slim treatment set...I'm super curious about this one...and this paired with my strength yoga...and booty asana yoga...sound like a wonderful match to me.

5. You have to have black AND brown gloves. Naturally. These, ironically are also from Michael Kors.He's made quite the impact on my list this year.

6. Burt's Bees Bee Pampered Spa Set in honey & shea. I recently got myself the sugar scrub that comes in this pack...it's almost gone and my desire to exfoliate-and then moisturize with the same scent- still lingers.

7. Clarisonic skin care system. I’ve become rather obsessed with this product. I tried a manual facial brush and I’m convinced that having this item in my skincare arsenal is officially a must. Gotta have it! Purchase it at Ulta or Sephora!

8. Coco Chanel. Mmmmm….this one just speaks for itself. I think it may be MY bedtime scent.

9. Eos smooth sphere lip balm thingys. Love love love!!!!!!!! These are sold pretty much everywhere…I’d like a pack of at least 2. One for home and one for my bag…Well maybe 3…I need one to keep in my desk at work.

10. Giam Tree of Life yoga kit…I’ve been on my yoga kick for about 3 weeks now…strength yoga to be exact-yea, the one that burns calories and fat…and leaves you SORE. I’ve lost some weight and I wanna keep doing it daily….So I’d like a new yoga mat for my new year. Plus the bag and matching bottle might help get me into a public class as opposed to my YouTube lineups.

11. Philosophy’s Hope in a Jar. My skin is sensitive. And dry. And the name is adorable. AND it’s winter. Say yes to the Hope!

12. iPad2…I mean duh. Do I need to explain why? It’s an iPad.

13. iPhone 4 …I have an iPhone3…and it’s about 3 years old at this point…it’s taken a beating and still hasn’t crashed (completely)…and no cracked screen no matter how many times it “fell”…but it’s time to face the music. IT’S TIME FOR A NEW ONE. And I DO mean new!

14. A KitchenAid standing mixer…because I have come to really love baking and cooking…and my arm gets damn tired with some of the things I whip up. Usually the recipes that call for mixing things in A MIXER. So yea…I need one of these puppies. In red and/or stainless steel please and thank you!

15. Love love love this MICHAEL Michael Kors Hamilton Large Tote in Luggage bag. LOVE. "Luggage" btw, is the color.

16. Slatkin & Co. Marshmallow Peppermint candles (from Bath & Body Works). It just has to smell amazing.

17. Miss Dior Cherie...I've just been in love with this scent for awhile...everytime I pass a perfume counter I look for and sniff this bottle. I need it in my life!

18. Nook tablet (don't judge me) ...loaded with Gabriel Garcia Marquez Books in SPANISH. Oh and perhaps Mindy Kaling's book "Is Everyone Hanging Out without Me...and other concerns"...AND Tina Fey's "Bossy Pants"...They just both seem like they'd be HILARIOUS.

19. Pandora Burgundy Macrame Bracelet w/ Gold. I'm in love with all things from Pandora Jewelry.

20. Steve Madden Madee in Leopard, sz 7.5 :D ...Every girl needs some leopard in their life. Why not have it in a comfy shoe? Ohhh yeaaaaa!

21. Teavana® Tea Gift Set !! I LOVE TEAS! In case that wasn't catching on.

22. Toms sunglasses...classic 101 matte tortoise/white/orange

. Very specific. I know. deal with it. I wanted something not so typical...and even though I love Ray Bans...I'd like to switch it up. Toms on the eyes...but keeping my Vans slip ons on the feet.

23. Urban Outfitters gift card!!! 'Nuff said!

24. Yogi Teas. EVERY. FLAVOR.Is what I want in my kitchen. I currently drink 3 different kinds of Yogi tea a day. Forreals.

25. Nike + shabangabang. I'd like to run..ya know..outdoors. But I can't get any apps to actually capture my performance. Too many trees in the neighborhood blah blah blah...so yea...I'd like to add this to my workout arsenal. JUST DO IT.

26. And the grand finale...A great gold watch. This particular one is the Michael Kors 'Large Gold Runway' Watch...I've lliterally wanted a gold watch for 2-3 years. I think the 26th year deserves a great watch.

And that wraps it up! My Christmas/Birthday list is full of health stuff, skin care, leather and a little bit of shine!!!! Feel free to use my list to get some great gifts for the girl (or guy in some cases) in your life!!!!!

LIVE LAUGH LOVE!!!!!!!

and don't forget..."The guru is the self" ;)

Scatter-Brained.

2011-11-15T17:53:00.001-05:00

What? They can't. I've had writer's block for awhile now...super random for me...I've started about 5 posts and have yet to finish any of them because my thoughts just don't want to flow. I guess it just...."be like that sometimes."...So I decided to ...add some photos...to get my juices flowing. First up...The one you see above. One of the oh so famous 'add your own tag line to this pic kind of thing. This one is perfect. I mean look at Gaga. Clearly, these bitches CAN'T handle her swag. Clearly. They need to get on her level.

It's currently raining in Atlanta...it was aroung 80 degrees today...IT'S NOVEMBER. WTF ATL? No complaints because I don't like to be cold, but when it's warm in November...it's like...what the hell is the weather going to be like come January/February? negative numbers??? shit man. Global Warming is real folks.

What if Warhol moonlighted as a rapper? Who would he be cool with...Jay? Wiz? Ye?.....Drake's emotional ass? Hmm...idk. Strike a pose and think about it. Let me know what you come up with. I say rappers adopt the Warhol steez and do their album covers like the picture above. Watch the Throne...in technicolor.

I just can't even....fathom....what ghetto mess named their child DAREALEST. Sound it out for me...DA-REAL-EST. iCan't. I just...CAN'T.

Watch the Throne concert was last month. This is what I did that Saturday night instead of dressing like a hooker and getting drunk in public. I think I made the right decision. Jay and Ye actually did an encore. Unplanned. We were even told to "talk amongst ya friends"...while they figured out what songs they were going to come back and perform. Good shit. Glad I got to go...A bone to pick with Phillips seating tho...The 'floor seats' SUCKED. I was one level above them and saw the whole show no problem from stage right. Nobody was directly in front of me...the riff raff was on the other side of the partition...in the floor seat section however...looked like a hot mess. As SOON as the show started, everyone stood ON their chairs. How are you spose to see anything and enjoy a show with that mess going on? These people paid $250+ to try to see a concert between someone's buttcheeks or through their hair. Because naturally, even the 6'5" dudes got in their chairs. Think before you click 'purchase' folks. Study that map they provide you with for the venue. I'm. Just. Sayin.

Yea. I got my Martha Stewart on. Got a recipe for red velvet sandwich cookies from Paula Deen (so you KNOW it was an amazing recipe) ...and made the whole enormous batch. Sent some overseas, some to New York, Texas and of course, the office. A certain attorney said they were "better than sex". I can't confirm this because I wasn't in the room when it was said, but this is what I am told.

Anywho...that's my ramble for today. It's been a rough day overall. Office, another attorney's office, doctor's appointment..and finally home.. but now I need to do some laundry and clean the house and just get my life together for the remainder of the week. Oh and get my doggie set up on her flights for next week. Because naturally, she will be coming with me to Texas for Thanksgiving. She's gotta meet her grandparents...and her cousin...the pomeranian....I think they'll get along just fine. A pom and a husky. Perfect, right? We will see.

Until next time friends, foes and frumples....TTYL, FOO'!

Spanglish.

2011-08-09T22:08:00.000-04:00

I haven't blogged in awhile...but after reading a friend's note post on FB...I got the inspired...this post is titled as such because a lot of the sentiments will come from the heart...and some of those just don't translate to english. It just is what it is....if you speak spanish/spanglish...you will get every word...if you don't, well you won't...it's not going to be in perfect grammar, and single letters witll be used in place of complete words...but these are my words, nonetheless. Del corazon...del alma.

Quiero dar las gracias para los amigos q he conocido ultimamente y la emocion, el amor, los dramatics, los meltdowns,las lagrimas, los abrazos, los besos, la musica, el sudor y todo lo demas que han dado a esta vida mia de una mujercita de 20 'y pico' veranos.

A mi amor...nos conocimos hace unas 13 ontonos...escogo ese tiempo porque por su puesto...me mude aqui de puerto rico en septiembre...se caian las hojas de los arboles en miles colores...bueno no miles pero unas cuantas...estuve q ir a esa escuela q ODIABA...por tantas razones...el dress code...las filas en q caminaban, la gente..uyy la gente...q muchachas tan odiosas...me preguntaban si habla ingles...me quierian meter en los clases de ESL...sin pregunarme un carajo sobre q idioma or idiomas hablaba. Pero alli te conoci. No hablamos mucho...me mandabas notitas...y yo...tonta y de solo 12 veranos...no les hice caso....pero pasaban los inviernos...me fui para la universidad...te fuiste pa'l ejercito...venias...y luego te desaparecias...y ahora...aqui estas...te me has quedado durante lo bueno y lo malo...UR MY ROCK! y ya veras que vamos a tener miles de momentos buenos en nuestro futuro...ya veras tigre! "Q locura fue..."

A mis amigas bellas...romanticas, emocionales, bikini wearing, road trip taking, size small wearing, dormilonas, bailarinas, inteligentes, salsa loving, expressive, honest (COLD HARD FACTS!), big hair having, amorzotas mias...ayy comos las amo. Con todos sus imperfecciones perfectos! Este verano nos conocimos more than ever...con ese viaje torrencial a Miami...pero de todos modos nos hibanos a beach bum!! ese fue el goal y eso fue lo q hicimos! aunque nos costo la sanidad! Nos fuimos! pa fuera! pa la calle! LITERALLY! Pero lleguemos a Miami, y luego llegamos a Atlanta...con unos breakdowns del carajo on both ends. Tenemos tans bien brutales, bracelets y memorias to show for it...o y regalitos romanticos para nuestros amorzitos. Ya tu sabe!

A mis padres...mis queridos padres...que son el centro de mi mundo...mi Puerto Rico y mi Panama...sin ellos no seria la mujer que soy hoy. No me encantaria la salsa, los chistes, la comida, el urge de viajar, la necesidad de tener un hombre en mi vida q me quidara y amara igual q mi papito le cuida y le ama a mi mami...como una reina...la ama en sus buenas y en sus malas, la entiende completita, se dejo (despues de unos meses) cuando ella llego a casa con su pomeranian Chulo...despues de haberle preguntado "What happened to us not having a dog"....Y ella le entiende a el...sus manas ( I wish there was a tilde on laptops), sus historias, su musica y su necesidad de cantar mas alto que el radio. Lo quiere asi como es. Tienen su bochinche, tienen sus chistes q parece q nadie mas entiende....pero nos reimos. Mi vida completa, me he quedado enonada (spoiled) con su amor y por eso...se lo agradesco muchisimo. Amor de padres como ellos no se puede sustituir para nada.

Y por lo ultimo...la unica otra persona con quien hablo (o q le hablo) todos los dias en esta idioma...La Mya. Esta husky/loba que me mantiene la sanidad cuando le veo la carita todos los dias. Me hace recordar que la vida es un carnaval y aveces uno se mete en problemas por aver ser curioso (por eso, le dicimos Dora)...me ama si estoy llorando o si estoy riendo...si quiero ser baga...ella se acuesta lista para la baganza....si quiero correr millas...esta a mi lado...y mira q al principio no era mi favorita...pero con el tiempo y con todo lo demas...aqui se queda a mi lado. Le esperamos al tigre...porque sabemos q lo vamos a ver pronto de una manera o otra...esa esperanza solida...junto al yoga q hacemos por la manana...(si...ella lo hace tambien...se acuesta al lado del mat...y me vela.)...lol...

Bueno mi gente...I think that does it for this round...until next time...q la pasen bien.

love, peace and sunshine!

HB-who?

2011-06-07T23:18:00.001-04:00

HB-87...*sigh*...is Georgia's Illegal Immigration Reform and Enforcement Act..of 2011. It gets officially put in place July first of this year. Even though A few counties-Gwinnett, Dekalb and Cobb to be exact- have already placed this (crock of shit) pretty much in place and have been effectively pulling people over for ohhh....pretty much anything. "Broken tail light", "burnt out brake light", "failure to yield"...so on and so forth..you get the picture. They basically pull people over (and by people I mean anyone that looks Hispanic/Latino/Asian)...for whatever ridiculous 'offense' they can pull out of their asses so they can then run their name and check if they have a valid license. No license? Step outside of the vehicle. Oh no proof of residence at all? Hands behind your back...off to the local jail for a traffic offense and later onto North Fulton Detention Center in Gainesville and then Stewart Detention Center, located in the middle of nowhere- PAST Columbus, GA..and also a HIGH security establishment. Youuuu got it. The same security measures are taken for this jail that are taken for a jail that houses rapists, murderers, serial killers so on and so forth. Where does the money come from for this? Oh, they're privately funded. With no end in sight.

What are the 'technical' parameters of this whole mess you ask? Under this reform, Georgia companies would be required to use E-Verify, a federal database, to check the documentation of current and prospective employees and it gives police- yep-regular police. Permission to investigate the immigration status of certain 'suspects'. AKA, they can just choose to 'investigate' whoever the hell they want and see if they have papers. Even people who are just walking down the street.

REALLY THO? I THINK THAT'S CALLED TARGETING. YEA...PRETTY SURE IT IS.

What are the effects of this? Individuals living here illegally are terrified. These are people who have built an entire life for themselves in this country. People who wanted a better life, risked their lives to try to get it and actually managed to get it done. Some were brought here as children and have been here for 20-30 years, have paid taxes to THIS state for YEARS...doing jobs that no American is going to run out and volunteer for.. but are now considering getting arrested ON PURPOSE so they can get voluntary departure back to their country and proceed to move their entire family back there with them. This means pulling their children out of the American schools that are all they know, taking them away from any and all friends they have and overall ripping their foundations right out from under them. In the field I work in...one mother said something that will stay with me for awhile. Her husband was detained and going through immigration proceedings. Based on his background, he was eligible for voluntary departure or cancellation of removal (neither of which, by the way, go on your record as deportation). They didn't have the money to hire an attorney for cancellation of removal and since her status was the same as his, there would be a chance she could get deported or placed in immigration proceedings herself. She was terrified for her family, and started to cry. She said to me...

"The most important thing is that our family stay together. I refuse to let our family be torn apart..I don't care if we have to all go back and live off beans, as long as we are together."

It hits you and you think. Wow. Being together means the world to them. THAT is family. THAT is also what these right wing assholes are counting on. If one goes, the whole family will go. This way we can get "them" all out.

WTF GEORGIA????

Think about what's going on in your state. Know the facts...get a clue. Say something. Learn something.

Know someone in a sitch with immigration or trying to avoid a sitch? There's 3 things they need to do:

1. If they've been here 10 years or more, they should gather proof of such-think bills, contracts, lease agreements, pay stubs, taxes etc. and put them in a safe place where a family member or trusted friend can find them in case of emergency.

2. They should AVOID DRIVING (without a state issued license)

3. They should consult an attorney should something go down-or even if it hasn't yet and they want to get sponsored for a green card etc. How do they know what attorney? Come on now you don't think I'd give the tips without a solution did you? Call G. COOPER & ASSOCIATES, P.C. , located in Norcross. The consultation is free. You have nothing to lose and all the knowledge to gain.

Until next time folks...peace love and equality.

Tangles

2011-05-10T22:33:00.000-04:00

It's a new day a new dawn and all that other philosophical shit. But no really...raise your hand if 2011 is basically already 210% better than 2010. Cuz YOU know...2010 SUCKED. Even while staring 2010 down with a serious mean mug though....2011 has some tangles. It's only natural. Natural order in my opinion. But whatever. There are tangles. It is what it is...and it is what it ain't....I'm just glad the tangles this year include yoga poses, spaghetti and headphones...at least thus far. But I'm going to go on a limb and say the outlook is optimistic. Good people all around, free cable (till the 25th), a pretty full social calendar-especially when it comes to music, lots of laughter (minor rough days) and a great workplace (that alone is a one in a million kind of opportunity). Oh, you want to know what music? Oh ok. Welllll.....Thus far, Sleigh Bells (AMAZING), Lauren Hill (the make up concert), and later this month N.E.R.D!!!!!

Moving on.

Even with everything around you on the up and up, there are always those days when you just can't seem to pull it together for whatever reason. It's almost impossible to explain, but it's simply just..."one of those days"...*queue the 90's song- you know which on*....You wish you could just blurt out a list of WTF's but...sometimes...you just can't.

Transition spin.

Has anyone else noticed that the new billboard seems to be the whole concept of what I like to call "brand-dropping" or "plugs" in movies? The night before last I watched Due Date, and last night watched Little Fockers. In both movies- PLUG PLUG PLUG. MAC books, iPhones, Blackberries, Volvo cars, Ray Ban sunglasses, Cheetos, Doritos...etc. etc. Plain and clear forward facing brands...throughout the movies. Nowadays it just doesn't fail. You're GOING to see at least 10 brand names in a movie even if it's as small a detail as whether the actors in it are drinking Pepsi or Coke.

And.....switch!

No there really isn't another part...It's just getting a bit late and I'm trying to get comfy on the couch with a movie or just plain go to bed. Decisions decisions!

Until next time, friends, foes and voyuerists....

HOLLER.

Fly Solo

2011-04-06T22:37:00.000-04:00

"...and I...I fly solo....I...fly solo"

Learn it, live it, love it. I have. I haven't posted a new blog in forever...sooo here's a photographic catch up:

Sol Fusion night out...in these.

The realization that I'm really just not...very big...at all.

Flip Burger AMAZINGNESS. (Turkey burger in lettuce wrap, fries and a ginger margarita....yep...GINGER.

Stepping outside of the box with beer...this here Lion Stout is from SRI LANKA. Good stuff. I recommend it. With a burger from the Vortex of course.

Ohhhhh...St. Patrick's Day. Fun, fun, fun St. Patrick's Day. Good times.

Healthy yumminess groceries from Trader Joes!!! Who doesn't love this place?? BTW, best peanut butter I've ever had.

Bar-b-que!!!!!! From an awesome little spot that I cannot disclose. But I can say it's near L5P ...#FULL #delicious..if you don't know about this place, you're missing out.

Tag renewal. In MARCH.

Trips to the museum...good me time. good times.

Davio's. Main course. 'nuff said.

Davio's. Appetizers. YUM.

My discovery of Jameson & Ginger. At the Saloon. Go figure.

OBSESSION. Spinach salad (add chicken) from Fresh 2 Order. OBSESSED with this.

Take it back to Valentine's. This is how I celebrated..with my best friend...and just for the record, we were able to get our prizes within 45 minutes of being there. #winning

Sweats. I mean what else does it look like? Early morning gym rat action.

Krispy Kream doughnut MILKSHAKE. oH Em gEeeeeeEEEE!!!!!!!!

Pizza and limonata from this amazing little pizza place...Pizza Antico Napoletana...ohh sooo Italian...soooo amazing.

And that'll do it for this round. Much more to come. I won't stay away this long again, I promise.

Peace, love and smiley faces.

This one goes out to... YOU

2011-03-07T16:32:00.000-05:00

The past few weeks have been extremely uplifting, promising and just plain great. I know people hate to hear that because after all "people gonna talk whether you doin' bad or good...eyyyy". But whatever...MY past few weeks have been awesome. Part of it has been my attitude and outlook, part of it has been due to people that have been on my team when I've really needed them there, part of it because I realize who those people are and the difference between that type and the type that ultimately just hold me back from...whatever. So...this post is dedicated to you...and you....and you..........and you, and you. *Mascara alert*

This one goes out to...

YOU because no matter where I've been or where I was trying to go...no matter who I was with, what I was rambling, smiling, crying or writing about...you've always been the one to know me the best and have always been there when I just need to vent, want to celebrate something, or just sit, do nothing and be ridiculous. It's been this way for over a decade now and I doubt it will ever change....and that...is effing awesome.

YOU because no matter what...you always have and always will be my friend. You've proven you're always there for me no matter what and always manage to make time no matter how hectic your life is at that moment. A true friend indeed. You're great. Never let ANYONE tell you any different. If they try to...well you already know...Fuck 'em. They're not worth the time of day. Or a face lick.

YOU because OMFG you are pure amazingness!! You're my sunshine, my dance partner, my cheerleader and my friend. You're probably the most sincere person I know. Your spirits stay high no matter the situation, you find all the good in everything...and you've shown me that we DO have the secret.

YOU because you have been there for me time and time again and never judged me or made me feel embarrassed, ashamed or pitiful for needing help. You motivate me, encourage me to reach for the stars and know that I CAN do it all and it will pay off in the end. I consider you one of my guardian angels on earth and I'm glad to have you on my team.

YOU because you make me laugh SO much I forget anything is ever wrong. We have so much in common it's borderline ridiculous but I like it. You understand me, look out for me, make fun of me ( as I do you)...and every time we get to hang out there is never a dull moment. Some people aren't lucky enough to have friends like you..but I'm lucky enough to know you and have you in my life.

YOU because you make me feel gorgeous with such ease that it's astonishing. You are the definition of hard work and no matter how high you rise you always maintain a grounded energy-no matter what comes out of your mouth. You're smart, funny, ridiculous and focused all in one shiny, Louis Vuitton-draped ball of fabulous.

YOU because you've made me learn so much about myself and what I do and don't want. I now know what it means for someone's true feelings to come out when they're angry or vulnerable...and over time what the difference is between caring and controlling. You've helped me grow and understand what it means to be my own person and I thank you for that.

YOU because even though you're crazy as hell you've come a long way and you're there for me when I need you without question or hesitation. It's in your blood to look out for your people and I'm glad to be one of them.

and last but not least...

YOU because you're just simply a great friend. You're silly, you're nerdy (like me)..and you could give a shit less what anyone thinks. That's ALWAYS a great trait.

The purpose of this post was to let all of the people who have looked out for me lately or affected me in some way know that it really means a lot to me to know they're in my corner in good times and in bad...no matter what. I appreciate each and every one of you and look forward to long lasting friendships full of laughter, experience, memories and amazingness....plus a bit of glitter...And a tutu'd dinner party but that's neither here nor there. You all rock and I thank my lucky little stars you're in MY life.

Cheers to YOU all!

Peace, Love, Happiness and Glitter, Bitches.

No ApoLoGiEs...nO rEgrEtS...jUsT aMaziNGneSs

2011-02-28T20:53:00.000-05:00

After an amazing Saturday night with amazing friends-some 'old', some 'new'...a tutu, dancing all night in 6" (GLITTER) heels, cake on a car, marines looking out for other marines, a cozy backseat with a second zebra print cake, china, a tipsy birthday girl (in a tutu), outbursts from the other Capricorn in the car not taking any shit...aaand a nose ping (yes, a-la Superbad in those sleeping bags)...I realized...those are the moments you live for. Side-splitting laughter-the kind where you can barely breathe, sheer silliness, glittery shoes, nails and chests. Tinted and toned legs...big hair, good drinks, hookah pipes, and great people who don't give two shits what anyone else thinks right along with you.

See here's the thing...you have to live for yourself and no one else. Until of course you have kids and a husband and the whole nine...picket fence, golden retriever...umm...yea that. Because THEN you're living for everyone BUT yourself first, then comes you. It's just the way the (organic, macadamia nut and white chocolate chip) cookie crumbles.

UNTIL then however..The night is young and so are we. So baby let's see, do and be all that we can be!!! Lets be standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom while applying MORE hairspray to already mile-high hair (we tease, we don't use bump-its)...Purple eye makeup, silver sequined bloomers, a pink corset, glitter pumps and a tutu and ask...."IS IT TOO MUCH??" Cuz...it isn't. It's absolutely perfect! Just like this night and your friends and this amazing hot mess that is so satisfying!

"WE ARE FUCKIN' PERFECT!"

We are perfectly imperfect and that's all that matters. We drink too much sometimes, we curse, we seamlessly speak in Spanish then English, we assume everyone speaks Spanish, we hug, we kiss, we dance... we love hard, play hard and WORK even harder. So when we do get to have those moments and good times...we shouldn't do anything but cherish them.

I'm honestly not sure whether it's a good or bad thing that in my 25th year I've realized...I only have to make myself happy. And if there's anyone in my circle that is offended by that...disagrees with that...or gets angry about that...well then...that's not a real friend. This is something I believe everyone should realize. If my happiness doesn't make you happy and vice versa...the shit isn't real. I want to laugh until I can't breathe. I want to drink margaritas and be ridiculous, I want to take pictures of EVERYTHING and I want to share it all with the people I love.

So before you second guess anything you WANT to do that is going to make you happy because of ANYONE else...just remember...

"SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST A SEASON IN YOUR LIFE...OTHERS ARE THERE THROUGH ALL OF THEM"

And...once you start living for YOU...everything else will become aligned. It's natural order. Your life, your rules.

Until next time....

Peace, love, glitter and tutus.

I'm off on an adventure.

Concrete Jungle Where Dreams are Made of

2011-02-09T16:07:00.000-05:00

Today I was listening to my "yoga" playlist and Alicia Keys' "Empire State of Mind Part II" came on...Yes, this is one of my yoga songs. Don't ask me why...just makes me feel like I can conquer anything from a rough day to a ridiculous yoga pose, even though I'm not from New York. It also made me start thinking about people from New York and their outlooks on life, some of which people from everywhere should adopt and some of which maybe they should stop reciting themselves.

Take this for example:

I’m gonna make it by any means, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I’m from New York

Let me just start by saying that we should all have a pocketful of dreams and believe that we will make it by any means. I believe all people have the ability to build the strength within themselves to make it through anything no matter how tough it is. Shit is really hard sometimes. That's life. Crying and complaining won't change anything you're going through-how could it? Tears never solved any problems or paid any bills.

On the flip side though...CAN New Yorkers make it anywhere just because they're from NY? I've known quite a few this wasn't the case for as far as Atlanta goes. New Yorkers that have moved here for a change of scenery...to get away from the noise, the hustle and bustle, the madness. They pick it all up and move to Atlanta....6 months, 12 months, 18 months later...it just doesn't work out for whatever reason. The job market doesn't pick up for them which leads to them not getting an apartment or a car, they lose weight because they're eating on a serious budget etc...they end up MISSING all the things they tried to move away from..they complain that the bus/train service here just doesn't cut it..Which matters considering a LOT of New Yorkers don't have a driver's license..they say everything closes too early...they can't buy liquor on Sundays... So they come down, they try it out...it ends up being an epic fail...they move back and voila...they have a place to stay, a Metro card, a fridge full of food and more than likely a job within a month.

Now you’re (back) in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new

Big lights will inspire you

Hear it for New York!

Which brings me to the point of this...when its said that in New York:

...There’s nothing you can’t do

and

...If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that’s what they say

Do they really mean...IF you stay in New York there's nothing you can't do? And...they say anywhere but do they really mean...Rochester...Buffalo...Syracuse (not New York, NY)?

And what about the people you meet when you move for your new venture? Old friends, new friends....people that will miss you, remember you...are they just a memory as you go back to what you know or do you stick around just for their sake? I say...at the end of the day you gotta do what you gotta do. If those people love you, they want you to do whatever it takes to better yourself. It just is what it is. Besides...now that you have a friend in New York you officially have a tour guide when you visit!

I plan on visiting my extracted New Yorker soon. Until then...I wish them all the best and most amazing things that their hometown has to offer. Including that Metro card and roof over their head...and most important of all...family. There is nothing more important than family.

In a world where everything changes, the ONLY thing that remains the same IS family.

Until next time folks...live long, love much, laugh often!!

Do YOU Buzz??

2011-01-24T16:46:00.001-05:00

For all of you who thought I was going to be talking about liquor, go sit down somewhere. It is NOT happy hour yet. I'm sure you're ready for it to be though....just a fewwww more minutes...tick...tock...(yes... the martinis are an active link for happy hour locations in Atlanta...you knew it would be)

Anywho...The buzz I'm talking about is this relatively new and jazzy little site, "doyoubuzz.com". This site gives you all the tools you need to create an online/virtual resume that looks awesome and goes great right at the top of your resume or even on your personal business cards. All of your info, minus your address and phone number of course, are right there on one nice, neat, virtual page where you can list your skills, employment history, education, hobbies...everything employers want to see!! They even have tabs for your other points of amazingness (we all have them), such as your blog and portfolio.

I know you're probably asking...how much is THIS site trying to charge me?...Welp...NOTHING. It's F-R-E-E! There's no catch. You get your virtual resume posted on the interwebs free of charge with YOUR name on it...looks a little something like this: doyoubuzz.com/firstname-lastname ...if you go by an alias like "T-Dawg" or "Red" (you know who you are), this isn't the site for you. Andddd...If you've got it to spot, it's only $39/year to have your very own domain sans the "doyoubuzz"... ohhh yea...you get firstname-lastname.com for that ass.

Let me see...Am I leaving anything out...Oh yea, they have a nice bunch of templates for you to start from with color options and all that. Great for the creative types and not-so techy able alike. It's very user friendly. VERY. You can even link your LinkedIn profile to it so it can extract the info and lay it out for you like BAM POW. After they're linked, all you do is tweak what you want where you want to get it perfect and you can always go back in and change anything at any time. It's pretty jazzy, like I said.

Ok I've raved enough. Just a few things to remember when building your resume on the site :

A resume has 10-count 'em- TEN seconds to make an impression. If you're not getting hits that last, you need to make some changes
Be sure to add all of your awesomeness and credentials that FOCUS on the kind of gig you're aiming for. Yes, we all have tons of retail or food service jobs in our backgrounds, but if you're shooting for something like a legal, digital design or field marketing position...you might not need to include your stint at Krispy Kreme or Old Navy.

Now go off and be productive, creative and amazing! Show it all off on http://www.doyoubuzz.com/ . Once you make your page post your URL in the comments speel...I'll show you mine if you show me yours! Well..I'll show you mine anyway...my PAGE. Gutter minds....but I'd love to see what everyone comes up with. Here's mine:

http://www.doyoubuzz.com/shannon-owens

Until next time peeping toms...Peace, Love and Amazingness, Always!

Could WALKING and texting be the new danger?

2011-01-20T19:25:00.003-05:00

Sounds ridiculous, I know. Well, for the most part. I'm sure most of us have "almost" ran into something while we were texting at some point or another. At the most it probably resulted in bumping into SOMEONE or cutting a corner too close and getting a slight jolt. As far as driving goes, officials have compared texting and driving to drunk driving (STRETCH), and it is against the law in most states now should the kind officer pulling you over be able to prove you were in fact texting while driving.

Two things I've recently seen on the interwebs this week focus some attention to texting while WALKING and what the consequences could be as well as what you could do to avoid those consequences. They aren't in any way connected, but I really think this will allow you to see the same connection I did.

First lets take a look at this video from ABC news of a woman falling into a fountain while texting. Yes. You heard right. She fell face first into a FOUNTAIN in a mall while texting "a friend from church". As if the fact they were a church friend changes the lack of paying any attention to where she was going in a mall even the slightest bit. Oh and by the way, she plans on suing the mall. And yes, I included that clip too. You're welcome. Pay attention to the reporter asking her what was so important about this text in the second clip (so sorry, the link has to be clicked on-the video embed code wasn't available from the ABC story on Yahoo!) . He's clearly holding back the laughter. Who wouldn't though? She's become a viral star for being insanely clumsy-which I can call her because I myself am the first to admit I am the clumsiest person I know, BUT I've never fallen INTO any public bodies of water. Especially ones that are inside.

http://news.yahoo.com/video/us-15749625/fountain-lady-nobody-went-to-my-aid-23909987

Now on the flip side, knowing her high chances of falling into things...the woman in this video could have previously invested in a Samsung Android phone that had the "Road SMS" app available and she'd have been able to see where she's going while she was typing that very important message. Apparently this app allows you to utilize the camera on your smartphone while typing so that instead of the usual white background screen we're used to, you can actually see what is in front of you. When I first saw the ad for this app I thought...that's a bit much. Like seriously? Who's texting that heavily while they walk that they need THAT? Well today...I got my answer. Because apparently...some people do need that app so that they can avoid becoming viral phenoms on the web.

Until next time, folks....Live, Love and for goodness sakes watch where you're going.

PEACE!

HOMOSEXUALS. ADOPTION. VIDEO... THOUGHTS?

2011-01-14T10:43:00.000-05:00

Yea, I figured that would get your attention.

So here's the new video from Ricky Martin-who by the way hasn't changed a bit look wise since I was a pre-teen. He's also never changed his stance on equality and has ALWAYS had a great image in Puerto Rico where he has maintained non-profit organizations to help under privileged children. He has changed very much though in other ways. Over the past few years he has come out as a gay man, adopted a child and now come out with a new video for his song titled "The Best Thing About Me is You" that is all the rage on the interwebs. Take a look at the video...I know I know it's in Spanish, so for all of you non-speakers, I've included the lyrics in ENGLISH below. You're welcome. Please post your thoughts on the video and let me know what you think...in addition to whether or not you're wondering if that equal sign marking on his chest is a real tattoo.

I’m as happy as I can be

Cause I’m allergic to tragedy

The doctor says something’s wrong with me

The smile on my face has no remedy

So Baby, don’t say no

Come on and just say yes

You know it’s time to keep it simple

Let’s take a chance and hope for the best

Life is short, so make it what you wanna

Make it good, don’t wait until mañana

I think I’m cool cause your name’s on this heart shaped tattoo

Now the best thing about me is you

I cryin’ days are now history [history]

I had a change of philosophy [philosophy]

I take each day as it comes to me

And I won’t take myself all that seriously

So Baby, don’t say no

Come on and just say yes

You know it’s time to keep it simple

Let’s take a chance, and hope for the best

Life is short, so make it what you wanna

Make it good, don’t wait until mañana

I think I’m cool cause your name’s on this heart shaped tattoo

Now, the best thing about me is you.

It’s you

Oh baby, now I see it’s you

(Now the best thing, the best thing)

Oh yes it is

(It’s true)

Take off your shoes, lay back, and take a load off

Give me your blues, let me love it away

Nothing to lose, so don’t act like such a grownup

Stay out all night in the moonlight with me

(Don’t say no; don’t say no)

Come on and just say yes

You know it’s time to keep it simple

Let’s take a chance and hope for the best

Life is short, so make it what you wanna

Make it good, don’t wait until mañana

I think I’m cool cause your name’s on this heart shaped tattoo

Now the best thing about me is you

It’s you

Now the best thing, the best thing, the best thing

About me is you

Now the best thing about me is you.

The best thing about me is you.

The best thing about me is you

Live, Love, Laugh.

Explore, learn, indulge.

Until next time, folks...Curls OUT.

T A N S T A A F L

2011-01-04T16:30:00.001-05:00

Today, as I was eating my lunch at my desk-my free lunch, provided by my place of employment (#win), I couldn't stop thinking about an acronym I always heard in school-usually in an economics class:

"T A N S T A A F L"

WTF does that mean, you ask? Well, it stands for "There Ain't No Such Thing As A Free Lunch" and it's considered to be the first and most important rule of economics. Basically anyTHING that is offered for free is a cost to someone in some way. Here are some examples of things that are free but really cost-SOMEONE..That someone might even be you:

If you want to think about it in pop culture terms, think about the FREE cell phone offers providers always have 'on special'-yes, you DO get a free phone, but you also MUST commit at LEAST a 2 year agreement. If you don't want to be locked in to that then guess what, that free phone just jumped up in price to about $300 easy.

Are you a beauty buff? Think about those 'Free' facials, makeovers etc. that they offer. Yea, it's free to you unless you decide to purchase what they used, but if you don't...the company eats that cost. I know you're probably thinking, what's it to them, they make millions...they can afford this. And I'm not going to front, that's totally true. But what happens when too many people are coming in for free stuff and not buying any of it after their trials? THAT particular shop you're visiting for all the freebies is having to write-off more and more product which may very well make sales run into the negative because if you're writing off $300 worth of product a day, and bringing in $500 one day and $150 the next...it just doesn't add up. Then the big guys at corporate looking at the spreadsheets come to the conclusion that this shop must not be making them any money...soooo...that location needs to be shut down. Then...jobs are lost, so on and so forth.

Even this lunch I had today-school grade in quality, but did the job nonetheless... and it was free. BUT the workplace is a school. Lottery-funded. Meaning the government gets the bill for the meals provided here to the children. So really...my taxes or lotto ticket purchases help pay for it....sooooo technically....I am paying for it..so are you if you live, work and 'gamble' in Georgia. So Thanks from me and all the little ones that got to eat today.

My point is...nothing is ever REALLY free. Unless you live in a jungle, kill and harvest your own food and build your home out of trees you cut down...someone has to pay for the free stuff you get. Some people need that 'free' stuff more than others and it's really hard to tell who those people are. So...stop you're bitching and be thankful for what you've got...whether you had to pay for it or not, whether you know you paid for it...or not.

And that my friends, is your stop and think about it moment for the day.

Peace, Love and Happiness ALWAYS. Smile bitches!

2010 is gone. GOOD RIDDANCE.

2011-01-01T19:11:00.001-05:00

A look back at 2010-in pictures. The good, the bad, the fabulous, the annoying...the amazing.

2010 was full of bullshit times, good times, really really hard times and ultimately a brand new point of view all around. 2010 taught me a lot about myself and others...and was so kind as to show me who my real friends are. I thank it for that...but am so...SO...SOOOO glad it's over. It's a brand new year. Pop bottles and pop the cap off of a whole new you.

Ok enough chit chat...you get the point. You know what you gotta do to be the best you and make this year a BANGER. LETS GET IT. Enjoy the look back pics of 2010 ladies, gents and others all alike.

Dinners at 6 Feet Under. Amazingness.

BIG hair and big poufs. Always fabulous. Yes. That is my head. And my hair.

THE BURN PICTURE you were all waiting for. This is what my tummy looked like :( Almost completely healed now. #fuckyea #goodgenes

If you know Atlanta, and you love cars, you WERE at this exhibit at the HIGH Museum. OMG I loved it. SO MUCH. That was a good day in 2010.

Oh yeaaaaaa..lots of cupcakes were baked this year. I love cupcake batter and cupcakes. And they make everyone happy...no matter what. LOVES IT.

Vodka/oj at DYSON's place-getting my hair DID. He's the best stylist in Atlanta AND Dallas, if you didn't know. LOVE HIM! http://www.dysondoesmyhair.com

FISH BOWLS. Oh em gee. #twisted

I just love this. If you don't appreciate what Jay has done for himself as a business....MAN....kick rocks. #muchresepect

LOL..I know I'm not the only one that felt like this at LEAST 10 times this year. Whatever it was you were going through...U wanted to cut a bitch at SOME POINT..you didn't act on it obvs, but damn if you didn't WANT to. Just being honest.

GLITTER SHOES!!!!!! Amazingnesssssss!!!!!

Icy Atlanta...so pretty. Glad we don't get the full blown blizzards here though, can't even lie. I'll deal with the 19 degrees 5 times in a winter. lol

S/O to Lokito for opening THIS bottle of Snapple lol this quote is wild. Wild but true.

Bacardi & coke hiiiighhhh up in the air on my Airtran flight to San Antonio, TX. Yea, you saw this pic in my WTF Happened in Texas blog.

BOB MARLEY MUSIC. You just have to love it. The vibe it gives, the melodic magic.

Me and the love of my life, best friend for 10+ years Danni...before we headed out to the super amazing..and I DO mean amazing Phantogram concert.

Wine. With strawberries. This was frequent in 2010.

POLAR BEAR FEETS. Winter 2010.

Another frequent location-especially for the Summer of 2010...Prickly Pear on W Peachtree Yeya.

The amazingness that is Redbox. No explanation needed.

Care packages from Puerto Rico! Wepa!!!! Quenepas & mangoes. #boricua

Neighbors that look like damn Riley from the Boondocks. Smh.

Sake Bombs!!! World Market sushi sets!

Sketchy ass doctor's offices. Smh. Never went there again. WTF is this????? Not approved.

SLEIGH BELLS!!!!! If you don't know about them, figure it out.

Fabulous 'staches with my fabulous Argentina Nhy ...mi corazon!

Tall ass brooms that are for no reason taller than me by FAR. Smh.

Absolutely unacceptable work conditions in East Point.

Unknown callers ....DECLINE.

Useless apps. Like the talking cat. Cute app and all...but nobody was still entertained after 30 mins.

Don't give two shits feets up on casual Friday. Still got all my work done. #BAWSE

ohhhhhhh yea......shots and drinks and foolishness at the Yacht Club in Little 5 Points. Good times. If you ever go, request Shane-he's the BEST waiter in the place.

Cinco de Mayo 2010 Celebrations!

AIDS Walk 2010...fueled by Muscle Milk

Wooooh!!! Birthday Celebrations! In sweats!!

Aaaaand that's about it for 2010...The last pic is from my birthday night-didn't do much, just stayed up all night and drank/acted a fool in sweats. Lol. Yep. I'm a lowkey gal...if you don't like it.....ummm....I...really don't give a sh*t. :)

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!

25 Things for My New Year

2010-12-27T23:03:00.000-05:00

Sooo...yesterday was my brithday...thank you to all who sent me birthday wishes, and for those who didn't, you can still send me treats. Anywho, I turned 25, a "milestone" some say-I say it's a lucky year because 2+5=7 and that's my lucky number. I predict this year to be amazing. So any ill-wishers, you can suck it. So here I give you my 25. It's a nice mix of what I will do in my 25th year, things that are now in my realm, things that have changed and other random tidbits for MY new year. I'll deliver 11 items for the 2011 New Year when that rolls around in a few days...that list will be nicely rounded and hopefully include some things you'd like to add to YOUR New Year's list.

Away we go:

1. Able to rent a car without the extra "under 25" fee

2. Coqui ink

3. Not be afraid to ask questions or ask for help when I need it

4. Any ill memories from last year or any year prior will remain THERE and not intrude on this or any future year

5. Laugh everyday-hard.

6. Keep up with contacts and friends more often than just on holidays

7. Maintain an organized closet

8. Read more books

9. Take more baths (in addition to showers, duh)

10. Travel. Whether it be by boat, plane or car (road trip anyone?!)

11. Hop into the next age bracket (smh)

12. STRESS LESS

13. Get a cookbook and use it-one recipe per week minimum

14. Learn Italian

15. Keep fresh flowers in the house and around me

16. Go to more museums and art exhibits

17. Have more cupcake & champagne nights

18. Figure out Call of Duty ('Black Ops") once and for all (smh)

19. Cease dumbing down my abilities and experience for any person or business

20. Try out the whole vegetarian thing for at least a week

21. Take more pictures. And print them out. Aaaaannddd frame them

22. Wear pretty undies-everyday (every woman should do this)

23. Weed out the bad apples in my life-and keep them out

24. Get a red coat for next winter. I've always wanted a fabulous red coat.

25. Try to be less clumsy. I am he clumsiest person....I know.

Any suggestions?

Until next time friends, foes & voyueristic peeps....Live well, love much, laugh often !

Scarlett Johansson is SINGLE?!? WTF?

2010-12-14T19:39:00.000-05:00

News of Scarlet (first name basis, you know, because we know each other) and her hubby of just over two years have called it quits-publicly. They got hitched back in September 2008 and seemed like a great couple. As far as a Hollywood duo goes, they're both ridiculously gorgeous and successful. He's cute and funny, she's funny, smart and HOT. Seriously, WHO doesn't have a crush on THIS??

Yea that's what I thought. So yea..they were together for all of 2 years and called it quits "with love"- the same way they entered the marriage. At the end of the day I feel like it's actually possible for a couple to love each other and end up calling it quits when it just doesn't work out. No doubt they loved each other but realized they weren't IN love with each other. I wish them both the best. Now let's get to the blog-y stuff...let's learn more about this girl crush.

Name: Scarlett Johannson

Hometown: New York, NY

Age: 26 (80's baby!)

Sign: Sagittarius

A few roles she's had:

Charlotte - Lost in Translation (2003)

(voice of) Mindy -The Spongebob Squarepants Movie (2004)

'Kay' Lake - The Black Dahlia (2006)

Anna - He's Just not that into you (2009)

Natalie Rushman/Natasha Romanoff - Iron Man 2 (2010)

Random Facts: Scarlet released her first vocalist album in May 2008 titled Anywhere I Lay my Head

Her second album, Break Up, was released in September 2009

Awesomely honest quote: "I am disappointed. I think it was a disappointment for a large percentage of the population." (her comment on George W. Bush's reelection)

Social advocacy angle: Anti-poverty campaign ONE

Isn't it strange how you can know 2 things about an actor (possibly just their first-1 and last-2 names) until they're the first name in the tabloids and then you want to know their whole life story? It's what people thrive on. Actors are for whatever reason fascinating and anything that happens to them MUST be out of this world and isn't anything that would happen to YOU. Like...a breakup. Or...a pimple.

Either way, Scarlet is sure to bounce back. For some reason I'm certain her personality is as amazing as her face. You gotta have both, ladies! Sorry to break it to you!

Welp, I smell dinner. So...until next time, friends, foes and voyeuristic fools...peace, love and GUMMI BEARS!

BTW, if anyone wants to send me some delicious GUMMI BEARS...that would be AH-MAY-ZIING

Good ReAdS: 'Of Love and Other Demons' by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

2010-12-13T12:55:00.001-05:00

Ok before I begin, let me just point out that I read and own this book in both English & Spanish because I wanted to see what the cultural and lingual differences would be after translation from it's original print in Spanish to the English print...yes. there are many differences.

Premise: Of Love and Other Demons is based in 18th century, South America, a love affair blooms between a young girl with long curly red locks and a priest. On Sierva Maria's twelfth birthday, she is bitten by what is thought to be a rabid dog and is considered to be possessed. All the while, she is being raised in her father's mansion (her mother is 'away') by a nanny who practices Santeria and even teaches it to the girl, who is adorned with black and red necklaces meant to protect her.

This book takes you through the turmoil and love encompassing Sierva Maria's life, and takes you back to a very different time when love was just love...but sometimes it can kill you. It can make you the happiest person on earth one moment and then break your heart into a million pieces. Basically...Love can be a demon.

Bottom Line: READ THIS BOOK. I feel like I've heard of the makings of a movie but obviously it hasn't been released . Young girl+ grown/older PRIEST falling in love = forbidden on your tv screens AND the big screen. Because we can read things that are essentially effed up regardless of the story and message behind it, but we can't be allowed to watch them on screen.

GoOd ReAdS: 'Free Pass' by Elizabeth Scott

2010-12-12T12:49:00.001-05:00

Originally, I swiped this book the "read. reviewed. Take 'em if you want" basket during my internship at PINK Magazine here in Atlanta. Sidebar: My favorite "job" ever...and I didn't even get paid for it.

But anyways...This book. When I got the book I had no idea what it was about, I just knew it was a free read and thought it was pretty jazzy that the book was an Uncorrected Proof and NOT FOR SALE.

So I took it home to my no cable, no video games, seen all of the movies I have 10 times apartment and started reading. About 2 chapters in, I was hooked. I was surprised I was because upon looking at the details of the author and story, the book is actually categorized in the "erotica" genre. Not typically my cup of tea, but this one wasn't trashy or raunchy...just descriptive and entertaining.

Free Pass is based around three couples who are in some way approaching or experiencing "the itch" where they allow (some more than others) to have a one night stand with a stranger and one exception: they have to share EVERY detail afterwards. The results:

Couple 1:   Cherisse and Wesely
Location:   Miami, FL
What went down: Cherisse has her eye on a young, handsome lifeguard. They set a date to meet up and are both super excited for a potential rendezvous on the beach. Wesley has his eye on a mysterious redhead in the next building who he...observes...in what I'll just call...compromising and personal positions. He stalks her to meet her..and then....oh come on read the book.

Couple 2:   Melanie and husband
Location:   Unable to get away-Gym they own
What went down: She meets a "traveler" in town on business while he's working out in their gym. She openly hits on him in her office. Tells him the agreement with her husband. Long story short, they get right to it right there in the gym after it closes and she assumes they are alone. But they aren't. Someone sees the whole thing.

Couple 3: Deborah and Gordon
Location: Greece
What went down: While on vacation, the couple sees a Russian couple on a terrace nearby during an intimate event and are intrigued. This revs up their engines as a couple, making them closer in a way that was vital for their relationship. They see the Russian couple in town and are even more interested...they all meet up for dinner and drinks, then head home with this other couple. Lots of wine..more wine...partner swapping...worry...panic...realizations of reality.

Bottom line: if this book is published...well first of all if this book is published, the title is active throughout this posting and you can find it on Amazon by clicking on any of the mentions... FREE PASS lol.
If there are any copies available, it's worth the read. It's raunchy but not so much so that you'd think...'ummm...seriously?' It has an interesting plot that people really think about. But to truly consider bringing that to the table within your relationship, you have to consider the (obvious) consequences. This book shows you both sides and does so flawlessly. Kudos to Elizabeth Scott on this one. 5/5 stars. Read it. If a movie does arise, READ THE BOOK FIRST.

"Together we'll go far" -Wells Fargo

2010-12-02T17:58:00.000-05:00

Yea this entry has nothing to do with Wachovia, now Wells Fargo. However, has anyone else noticed the Suntrust advertisements like this one popping up everywhere since the Wachovia/Wells Fargo and Wamu/Chase mergers?

Direct chops at Wachovia/Wells and WaMu/Chase. Which actually makes me wonder...in the banking world, when one bank gets merged with another, is that considered selling out? Also...what is the small print with the new account holder agreements?Did it change very much or at all besides new cards for everyone?Hmmmmmmmmm.....

And....on to the next. The reason for the Wells Fargo quote. When things get tough and you're at or damn close to rock bottom, THAT is when you realize who your real friends are. Those are the ones who come to your side, take you out when you're down...oh and most important-those who join forces with you and make shit happen. Think for a moment anout your skills and abilities...now think about those of your friends. And finally...think about which people in your circle would think to put those skills together and come up with a great plan. A way to find alignment and growth, a way to solve problems, make money...something to prevent both of you from having a panic attack.

If you thought of anyone...Be happy they're in your life. The ones that care enough to be there for you just like you'd be there for them in your time of need and stress and instability...THOSE people are keepers. The rest of 'em? Well...quite frankly...fuck 'em. Because at the end of the day... (press play)

Until next time friends, foes, and voyeuristic individuals....Live well, love much, laugh often.

SPIN IT, BABY!!

2010-11-18T16:46:00.001-05:00

Ok, so I've started back up with my spin classes and I've noticed that each instructor is very different. I know you're probably thinking...DUH. But let me explain. Wednesday's instructor this week was a man who was a bit visually deceiving . He was heavier set up top, but had legs made of steel-and used them to lead a kick-ass spin class that left me wobbly and STARVING within 10 minutes. AMAZING class. Absolutely amazing!!

Again, that's WEDNESDAYS at NOON-Atlantic Station LA Fitness. His lineup of songs is great-our tempo was kept up to match the tempo of the songs, I was singing in my head 95% of the class, there was great variation with different moves, speeds and he wrapped up the class with the 'hover'. THAT shit is a sick workout. Ass of steel. I burned at least 800-900 calories in this class.

Now today's class...that's another story-for me at least. Oddly enough though, this class was PACKED! So I'm thinking...yesss this is going to be a good one. I'm even a little scared of the instructor just because. But then....the class started. The warm-up was typical for the most part...sprinting here and there...stand up, sprint...sit down, sprint. But then the 'real' workout started and it didn't stray too far from the warm-up. Sprint sprint sprint..stand, slow, sprint...sit...sprint. I was bored. Don't get me wrong, I was sweaty and got a good workout, but I was bored. I looked at the clock about 10 times...which I didn't do in the other class...annnddd...rolled my eyes a few times too.

Both days equalled a good workout, but Wednesday's class was a good workout and was entertaining-pep talk outbursts included...like "don't cheat yourself", keep going!" and "you can do this. you can do anything!" Todays class included a lot of barking at the class and demanding we only do what she was doing (which is difficult considering how boring some people HAD to be)..and the cool down music was GOSPEL. I don't discriminate against music and I believe people can listen to whatever the hell they want in their own headphones...but this is on a loud speaker. Let's NOT do gospel music for a spin class. It just seems so...out of place. Anyways, I preferred Mr. Wednesday and plan to hit another location's noon spin class for next Thursday.

I will keep you posted on tomorrow's class at this location and the classes at other locations next week!!

Until next time people...peace, love and SWEAT!

Sunday Dinners & Scrambled Eggs

2010-11-14T19:17:00.000-05:00

It was all of 11:39 am when I began this post...and although I had eaten breakfast around 9am- scrambled eggs, 2 pieces of turkey bacon, and half of an "everything" bagel (the bottom half this time since some people complain about my eating all the tops)...I began writing charged on a Fun Size Snickers bar. The after-breakfast dessert of champions, indeed.

You're probably thinking, WTF is she talking about- Sunday dinners and scrambled eggs..does this chick eat eggs for dinner on Sundays? (which wouldn't be all bad for the record)...Not exactly. Don't get me wrong...I'm definitely one of those 'I can eat breakfast anytime of the day' people, just not in this case. These are actual Sunday dinners we're talking about. Recipes and ALL THAT.

On the menu there have been cornish hens, amazing salads, spaghetti...and soon to come chili and seafood dishes-just...because...i said so. So far it's been a delicious trip...some meals paired with wine, some with beer (like turkey burgers with turkey bacon)...

Anyways...yes, the scrambled eggs portion of the title does have to do with..well...eggs. What did you want? some sort of philosophical meaning or answer? Needy much? I just like eggs. Scrambled plain, scrambled with cheese, over easy with rice...boiled and in my salad...The freaking incredible and wonderfully edible mother-effing EGG!

SIDEBAR: I seriously don't understand WHY people wear sunglasses inside. Personally, I can't see a damn thing with shades on INDOORS. Come on people

Where was I..oh yea, eggs. Pretty done with that...I wonder what I'll have for dinner today...Hmmm...what SHOULD I have for dinner today?? I need to eat something that brings good luck. I didn't want to talk too much about it but I'm just going to have to briefly touch on it. On Wednesday of last week I had an interview...for pretty much my DREAM JOB. It was up in Dunwoody... I got lost, fought traffic like hell and was late, but finally arrived at my destination. It was for a posting on Craigslist I replied to. Now....with postings on Craigslist and in Atlanta, there's a 50/50 chance it's BS. I even got ripped off by someone who hired me as a contractor to translate a company to translate a company presentation directed at Spanish investors, etc. I translated it, sent back half with the agreement of sending the other half when I got paid. Even write-protected it. Guy disappeared. Owed me $400. Go figure.

So I definitely had my doubts about responding to this simple posting...but I said...you know what, I've got nothing to lose...I'll go for it. So I have my interview with the "FSO"...the guy who Figures Shit Out...and when I left I was on a high. A literal high.I felt like the interview went well...there was good energy...and it turns out the full job description is LITERALLY my dream job. Anyone that knows me knows this is the kind of thing I love to do. Social networking, social media, marketing and communications...ALL OF IT.

I'D FINALLY BE ABLE TO LOVE MY JOB

The position fits everything...plus the staff gets ALONG. None of the typical bs & politics in an office setting. Bottom line: I've had my fingers and toes crossed since Wednesday. Seriously. This would be my Christmas present from the universe. Whew...got that out put it out there...send me good energy world!!

Wooooo...sahhhh...hommmm...RELAX. (this is really what I'm saying to myself in my head. Don't judge me. )

Anywho...until next time friends, foes and voyeuristic individuals...HAWLUR.

Weeds. The show. The obsession.

2010-11-11T13:08:00.000-05:00

I'd like to start with the discovery of Weeds. Does anyone else watch this show whether it be on Netflix or the actual run time on television?? If you have no idea what I'm talking about, here's the gist of it:

Nancy is a single, widowed mother in the suburban neighborhood of 'Agrestic'. Nancy has 2 sons, one who does NOT have a filter-6th grade age...and a teen who's about 17 and is a complete mess. Mommy also sells weed to keep her family afloat. She sells it to people in the neighborhood...she has a dealer, but later moves on to have her own grow house, with the nice twist that she ends up meeting and dating a FREAKING DEA agent. #epicfail. She tries to break it off when she finds out...he tells her he knows what she does...but cares about her and won't take her down....she marries him in Vegas for "business reasons"...he taps her phone, hears her tell her partner she doesn't love "Agent Wonderbread" and voila, now he's against her....wants her to complete the last harvest, find a single seller (it's worth around ohhh....half a million dollars), and give him ALL OF THE MONEY. Sooooo...the day of the 'sale', he comes to the grow house, sits outside in his car...but then an Armenian girl knocks on his window...he opens it (of course), and the Armenians he raided and sent to jail the week before take him into a house...and kill him. Yep. Sooooooo...yea....lets just say now there are 2 sets of machine guns aimed at her head and her son stole the weed....all of it.

Thats as far in the second season as I've gotten..and I'm annoyingly hooked on this show-ironic isn't it? Now by no means do I condone selling, buying or smoking weed, but for some reason the whole story-line-or rather story-lines have me completely hooked on this damn show.

Today might be a daily double...in honor of 11.11, there will be a second blog posting today dealing with romance more than likely...or perhaps I'll focus on what wishes people will make today...or have made... use the hastag #1111wish and @ me on Twitter with your wishes! @s_dotowens

Until next time... love and happiness!

Falling into Fall...LITERALLY

2010-11-08T15:47:00.001-05:00

BOOM! BUMP! BANG! BOUNCE, BOUNCE, BOUNCE!!

Yep. That's pretty much what it sounds like in my head. Fall came in and started shit like a bat out of hell and hasn't stopped yet-although it has allowed for random amazing encounters and carrying-ons such as the MillerCoors T.A.P Awards + the after 'outing' at Gold Room, time for bonding with people that matter and a bit of sleeping in here and there.

My apologies for not following up on the eats drinks and romance post, but some other things came up. Like... full time unemployment stress, part time employment responsibilities stress, brownies, altered workouts, Xbox (yea...about that...this includes Netflix, surfing games and UNO. Sorry guys, no Black Ops for me), sporadic schedules, disappearing clients (as far as tutoring goes) and of course, job search stress. Because after all, you're either OVER qualified (bullshit), or the employer is UNDER qualified to be in business at all. But yea, sorry about that one...but really I would've had to write it in 5-6 different parts.

So anyways, Fall. It's that time of year when the temperature drops, cuddling is a priority, businesses are hiring and firing and you're having to add "which way is up" to your daily tasks. If you're working for a decent employer, you're hoping for a bonus or just hoping to not get let go. If you're unemployed you're getting a little stir crazy and hopefully putting some focus on your passions-because you never know who's watching...the most successful of people get discovered by accident.

Thus far Fall has brought about excessive emotions- which can be a good or bad thing, the discovery of the show 'Weeds' on Netflix, Sunday dinners, bill collector harassment, glitter shoes and scrambled eggs.

Which one should we begin with??

Stay tuned. I'm being distracted by season 1 of Weeds at the moment.

TiMe tHe F*#k OuT!!!

2010-10-29T10:44:00.000-04:00

When it comes to the "professional' world, what constitutes professionalism and who is it expected from? The boss? The staff? Everyone in between? When a boss verbally abuses their staff, underpays them, has NO advancement opportunities and takes extreme measures to avoid offering benefits to a SHORT list of employees, what can they REALLY expect in return? And on the flip side, is an employee obligated to succumb to the previous list of employer abuses, just to get a paycheck of peanuts with no end in sight?

WTF is professionalism anyway??...According to Webster's, its THIS:

pro·fes·sion·al·ism

noun

\-ˈfesh-nə-ˌli-zəm, -ˈfe-shə-nə-ˌli-\

Definition of PROFESSIONALISM

: the conduct, aims, or qualities that characterize or mark a profession or a professional person

: the following of a profession for gain or livelihood

http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/professionalism

Hmm...so...conduct, aims and qualities of a professional person- this would be the BOSS as well as the EMPLOYEE. And for GAIN or LIVELIHOOD-that would be...decent pay and benefits. Amazing.

Bottom line: there has to be fair ground. There are a million people willing to just go to work for a paycheck and not care if they get benefits or even room for advancement. These are the people who are complacent in everyday life and always will be. Maybe these are the people certain employers LOOK for. The type of person they can ask everything of, make cry and underpay...but aren't willing to offer benefits, paid time off or common human courtesy in return.

There's a slim few individuals that are willing to work their asses off so long as they get compensated accordingly. These few people are willing to work 12-15 hour days, 6 days a week...with little sleep and a smartphone and/or laptop GLUED to them at all times. THESE are the people with ambitions, drive and motivation to show their employer that THEY are here for the team and are willing to do whatever it takes to make that team be at the top of their game at ALL times. Willing to do IT ALL for proper compensation and benefits. That's common practice though, right?

Sadly enough, these hard to come by individuals are the main ones that get shafted and get the short end of the stick...they get the run around when it comes time for 'that talk' with their boss...and even end up FIRED because they're ambitious and actually want to do some real deal WORK while getting a return from their employer. Cuz thats CRAZY talk, right? Getting PROPERLY COMPENSATED for WORKING. Simple equation you'd think....but then again....what is some people's LOGIC is rubbish to the person so-called running the business.

In the long run, bosses like these have control issues, selfishness issues and are basically spoiled brats. They give you a 'job' because they don't want to offer you a career...which boils down to them not expecting you to be ambitions or want anything more from life but a complacent seat in the back row of the ride to nowhere.

You work for next to nothing with no chance of advancement...while they get richer and lease out the newest Euro luxury car. Because after all...their car represents who they are, right? The bigger the car the bigger the boss....or is it...the bigger the car, the bigger the boss' EGO? These are individuals who have a family for the family portrait...but then have a full time nanny on PAYROLL.

Don't get me wrong...I am NOT categorizing all bosses. You can have a really nice car...run your business better than the rest...have a family..and STILL have MORALS and VALUES. It's POSSIBLE. (stay tuned for a post on an individual who makes this happen)

And after all that, I just have 2 messages to send out. One is to the employer and the other is to the employee.

EMPLOYERS:

Treat your employees with fairness. COMPENSATE THEM accordingly once they've paid their dues-which includes TIME spent with the company. It doesn't take long to recognize a hard worker. Don't condemn employees for having AMBITIONS and don't treat them like peons.

EMPLOYEES:

Pay your dues, work hard...go for your DREAM JOB. But fight for what you DESERVE and don't be complacent. You'll regret it in the long run. Live your life for YOU.

And that's all for this round...next up, "Fall eats drinks and lovin' " is back on the platter...piping hot. Get your drinks ready.

Fall eats, drinks & ROMANCE ..the preview

2010-10-28T19:19:00.000-04:00

And it's about that time!! The next installment to the whirlwind of 2010. The stomach is healing, the job search is in action and the relationship department is on the up and up...

Where to begin..ohhh where to begin. We've got 5 Seasons duck, salmon and mussels...Trader Joe's $3.99 wine...sushi, sake & Asahi...25 cent wings and Martinis-yes, together....oh and sexy little homemade cornish hens!

Then we've got...bonus date nights out...dinner and a movie nights in...chucks in the park...obnoxious PDA. REAL Obnoxious PDA. Who loves it? You will. Trust me.

It's coming at you with a side of blackened wings and a pitcher of Yuengling...and perhaps a few shots. Sure to get you buzzzin' baby!

Part 2: Goodbye Summer, Hello BURN CENTER

2010-10-19T19:05:00.011-04:00

So Monday finally comes. I've MapQuested my trek to the Joseph M. Still Burn Center at Wellstar Hospital in Austell, GA. Austell is NOT close to home, just for the record. But anyways, I head up here bright and early, with the assumption that I'll beable to go to work afterwards-I wasn't. I get there, check in and get directed to the Burn Center-I just want to say that the service I got at this hospital was the best I have ever seen. EVER. There were people to tell you everywhere to go, everyone was helpful and nice. It was the most pleasant hospital visit known to man. Seriously.

So I go in, thinking...is this going to be a 3rd degree burn? Am I going to need skin grafting? WTF are they going to do?? My nurse comes in for my assessment, takes a picture of my stomach ( I won't publish the picture unless there's a demand to see it...so if you want to see it, @ me on Twitter or leave a message here..whatever floats your boat). She then asks me if it hurts. I say no, its just uncomfortable. I see her face kind of flinch like 'oh no', but she doesn't say anything. Then the doctor comes in, takes one look at it and says its a 2nd degree burn...tells me what they will be doing to remove the layer of dead skin that is on there, and leaves to tend to the next patient. The nurse then proceeds to tell me that when I said it didn't hurt, her stomach 'dropped' because typically 3rd degree burns are the ones that don't hurt because your skin is that messed up. (she used more technical terms but I'll keep it simple)...and then asks me if I drove myself to the center today. Umm...yes...yes I did. Well that question was asked because they typically give you something for pain before the 'dead skin removal' process, which literally consists of the doctor SCRUBBING the layer of dead skin off and leaving the area pretty much raw. So since I drove myself...I couldn't get the meds. Great. Awesome. ...so I ask if I can take Motrin -I am always prepared. She tells me I can and recommends I take 3-4 of them. I'm thinking ...shit, this is going to hurt. So I pop 3 hoping it will do something for me.

Next they placed a layer of cream on the burn area, and left it there for around 20 minutes. I chat with the nurse (she is my favorite person in the hospital btw) and read a magazine...then the doctor comes in. They lay me down, put gauze all around the the area to be 'scrubbed', and go at it. She's literally scrubbing the dead skin off. IT HURTS LIKE HELL. I seriously thought I was going to pass out. It was terrible. But it only lasted about 4-5 minutes, which naturally felt like hours. She finishes, and they put this horrid dressing on the raw skin. A silver-infused overlay that looked like a mouse pad was put on my stomach, and it was secured to my body with an exceptional amount of tape. This dressing made me legitimately feel like I had a fat suit on for an entire week. Picking out clothes was super fun. SMH.

My fat suit week ends and I head back out to the Burn Center for my follow up. This time I was prepared and popped 3 Motrin before I even went, because I knew all that tape getting ripped off was going to hurt something serious if I didn't. I wait for about 45 minutes to an hour, all the while looking at all the other people in there for follow up visits. There was a 5 year old with a leg cast...a 3 year old with a hand cast.a guy clearly high on something with a completely messed up hand-because he had just taken his medicine and then tried to cook something. Yea, ok.

I get in, my dressing is ripped off-it didn't hurt at all, my Motrin did me justice. The nurse and doc look at it and are impressed with the healing that has happened. I was a little impressed myself. The rawness was gone, there were no blisters, there was a little bit of scabbing but it wasn't attached to the rest of the skin-it could just be exfoliated right off. What took the longest to get off was the tape residue/glue. And now I just wait. I wait for my color to slowly come back. I must apply lotion and massage the area at least 5 times a day...and I absolutely MUST put sunscreen on the area even if I have a full shirt on to protect the area. Oh...and I definitely have to invest in a cut-out bathing suit for my trip to Puerto Rico this December.

That'll do it for this go round...Stay tuned for the next set of noms for your eyeballs: Fall eats, drinks & ROMANCE (holy shit!)

Part 1: Goodbye Summer. Hello, (insert LONG list here)

2010-10-18T13:05:00.008-04:00

What's that long list? Oh....Fall, Urgent Care and a Burn Center. Yes. Urgent Care and a Burn Center. Oh and losing my job for not being "warm and fuzzy" enough. I didn't even know that was possible. *long sigh*...ok lets get to it.

Urgent Care alert

Sooooo it's a Friday and I'm at my former employer's office, in East Point. And I have to admit...I had an awesome time the night before and was plain hungover. Not the 'I can't function' hungover...I could still do my job...but definitely the 'I can't eat anything' hungover. Which wasrough. So at lunch I head to Kroger and pick up a Cup O Soup, grapes and a Vitamin Water. (hangover prescription)

You may be able to see where this is going.

I go upstairs, heat up water for my noodles (I'm so looking forward to this lunch btw), and rinse my grapes. As the water heats up I rinse the grapes and pick them all off the vine and pop them into a nice neat bowl. Steadily I head back down the stairs with this hot ass cup o' water and my grapes. I get 90% down the stairs, the water sploshes, I react and the ENTIRE cup of boiling water falls on me, the grapes drop to the floor and scatter about. My first reaction is to pick up my mess of grapes considering one of the other offices has clients. That office's assistant hears my cry of pain, comes over and asks me if I burned myself. I'm thinking no I'm cool...then i think about it and my stomach is in fact hurting quite a bit. I look at my stomach and its completely red and blistering in spots. The burning sensation is NOT going away. She grabs the first aid kit and gives me burn cream..I put it on...the burning does NOT stop. I tell my office manager I need to leave, and make sure I show the wound so there's no question as to whether I'm really hurt. I head out and off to CVS to ask the pharmacist's opinion on whether there is a wrapping i could put on or whether I should head to Urgent Care. The pharmacist was a joke and basically just got smart for me for not putting ice on it, because and I quote "Cold puts out hot". So I head to Perimeter Urgent Care in Buckhead. I get there, show them the burn and they refer me to a BURN CENTER. But it's Friday. So...I can't go until Monday. I have to change a really uncomfortable dressing everyday until. Yay. There goes my weekend.

Monday's Part 2 coming right up...piping hot. Literally.

WTH Happened in Texas??

2010-10-14T09:57:00.021-04:00

Day 1, Wednesday September 15, 2010

TX, Delta flight 2837, departing ATL @ 9:45am, arriving in San Antonio @ 11:11am (yep, I booked that on purpose)

Networking in the airport scored me 5 drink cards. Now with the beverage cart coming around at 10:30a I'm wondering....should I? Then I see someone else utilize a free drink voucher, which makes me think I should....but then....I'm sitting next to a professor-seemingly from GA Southern, who's writing some sort of long essay on his notepad. Although I'm on my educated flyer steez reading an article about uranium in The New Yorker, I feel like I could be judged as a lush of a young, brown girl in chili red lo pro Vans.

As the cart gets closer....I go back and forth in my mind...do I or don't I get a rum and coke????then....I remember my papito's words from back in the day when we lived in Miami and later Puerto Rico and it was the weekend..."It's noon somewhere"...and I proudly ordered my rum and coke at 10:36am EST, at 40,000 feet in the air.

I'd like to take a moment to give a shoutout to Delta for having roaming employees-that are at the airport on their day off with the sole purpose to hop on a flight to their hometown-for a haircut- and network with travelers. Also a BIG shoutout to Delta for saying F-you to the peanut haters terrified of peanut allergies and maintaining the bag of peanuts (AND-not or, biscotti cookies) . They're the perfect complement to my rum and coke. After all, I am technically on vacation.

Also, thank you Delta for maintaining the "first bag checked free" policy. It seriously chumped my last trip to San Antonio when I flew with...the "other" Atlanta hub...who charged me about $20+ (or whatever the ridiculous fee is) to check my bag. SMH

Day 2, Thursday September 16,2010

Sleeping in for once on a weekday (this is unheard of in my day-to-day routine)....or so I thought. Abuela calls Mami at oh, 6:20am. Papito then sneaks BACK in the house to bring us tacos to surprise us for when we wake up. The dog FLYS off the bed because he hears Papitos voice. I get up to get him. Then he huffs and puffs until Mami takes him out. Long story short, I'm up at 7am watching Despierta Amèrica on Telemundo. Smh. At least I don't have to go to work.

Drink suggestion sidebar: A drink we learned to make at H.E.B.: Moscato sparkling wine+ watermelon+ mint leaves = AMAZING. Try it! …Great paired with mozzarella cheese, tomatoes, olive oil and Italian herbs on Triscuits…yes, buttery yummy Triscuits. Way too excited pom in the background not included.

Day 3, Friday September 17, 2010

I-N-T-E-R-N-A-T-I-O-N-A-L DAY! No really….we went to…India, Korea/Japan/China, Africa and Israel. Ok not literally…but we went to all of their stores. Found some interesting things too-I didn’t know ‘lightening cream’ was still a practiced thing for Africans. I know it’s advertised heavily in India, but Africa? That was new to me…The artwork on the ba

ck door was amazing…they had Fufu flour. (?) …

and this visit was super short because the one person working in the shop this day-who was NOT the owner-was just plain not nice-actually she was flat out rude from the moment we walked in. She followed us around

the store, tried to look over my shoulder to see if I was taking pictures and proceeded to tell me I could not take pictures in the shop-after I had clearly taken about 5. She specifically said “are you taking pictures?!” Naturally, I calmly replied…No. I mean what are you going to do? A sign stating “no pictures” was NOT posted, WHAT do you have to hide, and why are you all in my personal space trying to look at my phone? Needless to say my mother gave her a few choice words and we exited the establishment. I did get my pictures though. So dear mean lady at the African shop: SUCK IT. Everyone else…Enjoy.

Select picture Explanations (yea, it’s necessary)

Sticky Cowboy: really guys? #pausethat

Baba Ghanoush: Yep, it’s real. Now…where’s an explanation for why that was Vince Vaugn’s nickname in Wedding Crashers?

Choya: My FAVORITE plum wine.

Wu Chung White Fungus-with Lotus Nuts: I got nothin’. Form your own foolishness.

Day 4, Saturday September 18, 2010

My mother’s birthday! I took her to get her very first massage at the nearest Massage Envy location in San Antonio. I drove. I got lost. It took us 40 minutes to get there and an hour + to get home. Don’t judge me. Texas highways are a beast. Oh and we had ‘dinner’ (at 3pm, because the birthday girl was hungry)…at Piatti. It was delicious!

Day 5, Sunday, September 19, 2010

. Back to reality. Flew back to Atlanta. Used another drink ticket on the plane. Yep. That is all.

Stay tuned for…..’Goodbye summer!’ …………….Hawlur!

COMING SOON.....Waiiit foorrrr iiitttt....

2010-10-08T09:31:00.009-04:00

Upcoming Blogs! Yum! Fresh meat material!

WTH Happened in Texas??

Goooodbye Summer, Hello Fall, Urgent Care, a Burn Center

Fall Eats, Drinks and Romance...yep...ROMANCE *gasp*

Gold/Platinum teeth fad. Where are the participants now? worstbreathintown.com/SERIOUSLY

If these walls could talk, what would they say??

2010-06-03T09:55:00.003-04:00

What would your walls say if they could talk?Specifically your walls today in your own home and the walls in the house you grew up in. A coworker and I got to chatting about it today at random..and this is the result.

The differences between the house I grew up in and the my home now came out as follows..think about yours...go ahead. Let your mind wander.

Walls in the house I grew up in

..if the walls could talk in the house i grew up in...they would talk about typical preteen and teen arguments between me and my mom, spats between my mom n my dad...dad never really intervening in me and Mami's spats because then that would be a war zone for him...me sneaking on the phone..and sometimes getting caught..SOMETIMES. Me waiting on a call from a boyfriend and falling asleep..then the call coming in and me being so startled...I FLIP off of the bed (it happened ONCE. Don't judge me)..Mami watching Lifetime movies on the couch...Me begging for my parents to get my Lowrider, Import Tuner and Latina magazine subscriptions...I got them all...My argument was flawless..Mami YELLING "What channel are you on??!" from the living room to any other room because she wanted someone else to watch what she was watching- even if they were in another room...lots of cooking..LOTS...get togethers..more cooking....everyone dancing....us gossiping...family coming over....us entertaining ourselves being nosey about the neighbors ...me and Mami drinking wine then going to dinner together...Mami crying on the phone with siblings...Mami reacting to her father's death...Papito reacting to his Mother's death....My graduation...me crying in my room because the transition from Puerto Rico to COLUMBUS, GA was TRAUMATIC and terrible....Me making out with boyfriends in the carport...etc...etc....

Walls in MY home now (apartment, home..same difference.I live there. shit.)

..ohh if the walls could talk in my apartment...quite frankly there could be some potentially incriminating shit going on. Period. ...Me running around naked...ignoring phone calls..blatantly. Yea I saw you call but I just didn't want to talk..soo naturally I texted you on my way out or something..asking if you called. ...Many many visits by my love @ohsnapdanni lol..my best friend of 10 years...visits by my girl Gab..her coming over when I got laid off with a bottle of wine ready to chat with me and let me rant ( I will always love you for that GB)...guys I dated, arguments we had...tears...things being thrown...bottles of wine, bottles of tequila, bottles of vodka...trips here and there wherein it took (and still takes) me 3 weeks to completely unpack...me mumbling everyday that I really need to organize my closet (yes, out loud)... certain people or a certain person appearing and reappearing in my life...a fridge full of groceries, a fridge with nothing but water, butter and eggs (the incredible, edible egg)...yoga sessions...dancing sessions...me and danni dancing and drinking before going out...me dancing alone in my underwear (we all do it, don't front)...me and my Argentina/Gatita revving up for a salsa night...smoke alarms going off due to burnt english muffins (smh)...experimentation with food...the faces from the failed experiments...SPRINTS to the bathroom to throw up after drinking too much (I won't name names but I wasn't and am not the only one)...shoes EVERYWHERE for no apparent reason...stomping around on purpose because the neighbor's music is too damn loud-BELOW ME (#obnoxious)...my parents last Thanksgiving in Georgia at my house =) ...My Godparents coming to visit me (they are too cute)...Gab staying with me for 2 weeks before she abandoned me, I mean moved to DC...me yelling "ARE U SERIOUS" from my bed at her hacking in the bathroom brushing her teeth every morning...us falling asleep on the same couch interlocked (?)...me getting up at 5am to workout and not being able to get out of bed till I play whatever my "get up and get ur ass going" song is at the moment (Currently: "Winner") ... movies and pizza...drinking games...more drinking games...me randomly reading on the couch...falling asleep on the couch..RELIGIOUSLY... staring contests...cry fests...Randomness. Awesomeness. Harmony. All with no cable. (again, don't judge me. I'd rather spend my money on other random shit).

Think about your then and now...what has changed? Do you like it? Love it? You should..because the only person you can be is yourself...where you choose to lay your head is your castle...who you let into your castle should always be worthy of being invited into your private world. Pay attention...lock the negative out...let the love in.

Texas Hold 'Em...catch & release

2010-05-24T11:05:00.026-04:00

Thanks to Airtran, I was able to take a trip to San Antonio, TX to visit the 'rents (and the dog) at surprisingly low air fare-all things (and distance) considered. I took a few pictures and shall share them here...beginning to end HoustonAtlantaVegas...or in this case...AtlantaSanAntonioAtlanta..because I absolutely hate connecting flights...nonstop only please.

My arrival to the San Antonio Airport (at 10:22am central standard time), was a hot one. As soon as I stepped off the plane...there was the Texas DRY HEAT of around 94 degrees (feels like 98.5). Not a problem though, because I would've instantly been in a pissy mood had it been cold. Hell I would've been in a pissy mood had I flown anywhere that's cold in May. Pointblank. Once I arrived I sat outside and awaited the arrival of my wiley and uber-excited mother... people watching. People's initial reactions to visitors are always interesting. You have the OMG I'M SO HAPPY YOUR HERE!!!'s, the "Ohhh...hey...mom-in-law..so..great..to...see..you.FMLs"..and the..."meh. hi. get in before anyone honks at me's."..lucky for me, MY mother is the excitable, I'm crashing into things because I'm so happy and excited to see you type...and I'm quite ok with that.

While in Texas, we took a trip to Greune , TX. (courtesy of Papito, Mr. scenic route himself) which apparently is an old German town in the rolling hills of a random part of TX..about 45 minutes from San Antonio. While talking amongst ourselves in the car, my mother and I concluded that these people have to be crazy to live out here...they must have to make a special trip weekly to get groceries or anything else...and that they should build a Wal-Mart or something closer..which we immediately retracted because, naturally...we doubt the people in that community would WANT a Wal-Mart anywhere in the vicinity. Along the ride and amongst the random banter, we naturally had to stop at a gas station to get 'snacks'. We stopped at a random one..of which I can't even remember the name, but I do remember someone was selling tie-died shirts from their van. Now that I think of it, I should've taken a picture of THAT. Anywho...we got jalapeño chips (how fitting) and my (and mami's) throwback favorite..CHICK-O-STICKS! There was also a candy bar called "Big Hunk", which...aside from the slightly inappropriate name, also had a warning on it for parents to supervise their children whilst they 'enjoy' this confection. Umm...?
And as for the other candy pictured...Shake that Laffy Taffy.

Once we arrived in Greune (Where they've been "Gently resisting change since 1872"), it looked like any general type of olden town...and it was hot. Hot as hell. Not all of the shops were open yet, as it was still early...but the first shop I saw made it seem like this may get interesting. "Tipsy Gypsy" was the name..and ironically, since everything was JUST opening for the day...we went to every other store in this quaint town EXCEPT for Tipsy Gypsy. Typical of my kind. But the rest of the places were equally odd, yet interesting...with the usual 'quirky' house ornaments, 'custom' apparel and accessories..and of course...cowboy rainboots. You heard me right. Rainboots that resembled cowgirl/boy boots. Welcome to Greune.

One, or well two of the highlights in Greune, TX: wine tasting & jam/salsa sampling. One place had literally over 150 samples. Even I would say that's overdoing it a bit. That place I left feeling like I needed a MEAL. The wine tasting however...VEDDY NICE. It's name? 'The Grapevine'... your first 3 tastes are free with each additional running $1 each. Whole glasses run an average of $7-12, which is reasonable for anywhere. After my fourth tasting, I fell in love with a sweet red wine with a name along the lines of 'Knight Rider'... So I purchased a whole glass...and when I asked if I could take it outside to their patio, the 'bartender' replied with "Oh, would you like me to put it in a plastic cup so you can walk around with it?" What? I can walk around with my liquor??? Why YES, yes indeed. I'll take my glass of wine to go! *Happy camper* ...

All in all, the trip to Greune was rather relaxing...After a quick drop off of the pet and an outfit change-I've said this before-there is a minimum of 2 outfits per day required in Texas just because of the heat- we went to dinner at a nice Italian restaurant, then it was off to the shops, etc.

Then Saturday came...my last day in Texas. My parents were kind enough to wake me up at EIGHT A.M. to go to breakfast. Luckily, it was at an adorable place..'Sugarbakers'...the name says it all. Decked out in Pink and frilly things, this bakery/deli-style restaurant is "so fetch".
After breakfast, Mami & I took 1 last trip to the Central Market (by H.E.B)...one of the local grocery stores, where the theme was "Passport to Argentina". And what does this mean on a Saturday at the Market? Taste testing of Argentine wine, steak, cheese, potato salad (all complete with chimmichurri sauce-minus the wine)...we tasted everything, and then decided we would each get a beer. Because in Texas...one beer is quite alright and they are sold separately in the grocery store. Mami chose a St. Pauli Girl because and I quote "It has a girl on it, it's for girls"

Every time I visit San Antonio...it's always uniquely interesting & entertaining..."VEDDY NICE, VEDDY NICE"..Now..its back to business & reality (complete with a cold)...in my new Tuxedo shoes..(courtesy of Steve Madden in Northstar Mall of San Antonio...sold by my favorite salesman with the brand new sternum tat.)

Let's talk about sex, baby

2010-05-10T16:21:00.002-04:00

Now that I have your attention...I'd like to know what makes us tick. What, (if any)triggers do we have? Are there generic triggers and then those specific to an individual, or are there none and we just 'are'?

TRIGGER A: Laughter: 1. The act of laughing.
2. The sound produced by laughing.
Think about who and what makes you laugh. Why that person or thing has that effect on you. What you would do if that person and or thing disappeared forever. Laughter is traditionally the best medicine...for...well anything. Then again, it can also be a nervous reaction to a situation, person, or thing. How many people laugh hysterically when they get blood drawn or get a shot administered? What is laughter curing in that situation? Not a damn thing. On the contrary it's showing your heart on your sleeve. The inappropriate instance of laughing in a serious setting, during a serious procedure.
“Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”

TRIGGER B: Touch (today's world, smh) 1. touch is a standard Unix program used to change a file's access and modification timestamps. It is also used to create a new empty file.

First of all, this is what a Google search on 'touch' pulls. What ever happened to physical touch? Non existent in today's technical world I presume. We'll move along anyway. TOUCH. Touch is felt, touch is sensitive, touch is important...touch bonds you. Think for a moment...what it does to you. It stimulates you, hurts you, gives you chills, makes you cringe. Some cultures do not approve of it, others are excessive with it. All in all though, its a part of life. Who makes you feel what when they touch you. Think about it. A person, an animal, even a thing...what is it and how does it make you feel?

"In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time."
-Leonardo da Vinci

TRIGGER C: Sound
1. Sound is an oscillation of pressure transmitted through a solid, liquid, or gas, composed of frequencies within the range of hearing and of a level sufficiently strong to be heard, or the sensation stimulated in organs of hearing by such vibrations

Music, voices, noises...some you love, some make your ears feel like they're bleeding. One song may make you want to cry while another makes you want to dance. Rhythms are a part of us. Rhythms are what help blind people get around. Stop for a few seconds and FEEL the sounds around you. That bus outside, the music playing near you, that car alarm going off in the distance. You can feel them all. There's rhythm in sound, rhythm in voices, rhythm in sex. Its all around us. It is us.

"Ambivalence is a wonderful tune to dance to. It has a rhythm all its own."
Erica Jong

Now you're probably thinking...what the fuck do these triggers have to do with me? ...That's the whole point. They are you. Pay attention to them. Pay attention to yourself. Feel your surroundings...laugh. feel what it does to you. Hear what it makes you exclaim...you might learn something.

Until next time...Live like you're dying, Laugh like no one is listening. Peace & Love.

Back to the blab, barefoot bubbly and blueberries-Part 1

2010-05-03T15:20:00.000-04:00

Don't get over-excited...part 1 is short and sweet...yet soon to have a part 2...which will be more lengthy and satisfy your hunger for aaalllllodisssss...

Amazing what ultimately ends up inspiring you, regardless how annoying it can be. When you end up in a backyard passing around a hookah pipe and chatting with people that for whatever reason feel like family...and that express the sentiment of being certain they had to have known you in a previous life...what can you do but just ...enjoy that shit. Love, live, laugh..stop complaining all the GODDAMN time.

Side note: its 2010, and the whole "had to go to the highest point in the house to use my cell" thing is complete rubbish. Why the f*ck are u in someone's room, in the dark, alone, on the phone??? #wheretheydothatat ? You've got me perplexed, flexing the *confused* face. Please refrain.

...I believe that when you lose your root
choose your sunlight, it could be your guide
No more political dreams, not another excuse
Don't need another love song, we need the LOVE BOMB...

this is just the beginning. stay tuned. Curls is back bitchessssss

Situationals and shit

2009-09-21T12:23:00.000-04:00

Lets dance in style, lets dance for awhile…

Situations that we get placed in, whether it be forcefully without our consent or if we subconsciously placed ourselves in them, can change, strengthen, or simply help mold our outlook on social, professional, and personal environments.

At the end of the day, even though those groups may overlap, they must also be separated. Meaning, if you work in the same office as your wife/husband for example, and you get into an argument on the way to work, you know better than to take that in the office with you. That’s your personal business, and has nothing to do with your professional tasks or position. This goes for friendships, family members, etc. It would seem to come as common sense especially the way we are bred as Americans to work work work and focus on our professional lives-at times above all else.

As American women, we had to go through suffrage and get APPROVED to be able to vote. APPROVED. As in a law had to be changed. Then we had to be considered and ALLOWED to be next to men in the workplace. Now really considering that, what kind of shit is it that 30% of bullying in the workplace is initiated by women? Once you include stay at home mothers, women who are homemakers, and those who work from home along with those actually in the workforce- women don’t even make up 30% of the workforce in the US. Yet, 30% of all drama is created by them.

Why not work to better yourselves than focus on other people and actually exerting energy to bring THEM down, or shade their image in any way just to make yourself feel better or as though you are more powerful because you have now done so.

Take a look inside, and then out …pay attention, take time to THINK. The most successful people think before they act-they don’t just jump into every deal or every piece of gossip. If they did jump right in to those things they wouldn’t be half as successful as they are today. Really..think about your favorite celebrity who is REALLY successful. They don’t involve themselves in drama-most wont even read message boards and gossip mags- the same ones you’re probably picking up to see who gained 20 lbs or see who is allegedly cheating on who or has a lovechild. Check yourself, check your actions…you might learn something. Think of it as constructive criticism from you to you. Nobody has to know.

THE POWER OF SILENCE: "Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt." -- Abraham Lincoln

Ladies AND gents- Don’t be the one to remove all doubt. Ladies-you’re better than that, you know it. Help yourself by helping others and knowing how to separate those groups-professional, personal, social. We can ALL do it. Just takes a little humble pie. Have a slice or 2.

2009-08-24T12:02:00.001-04:00

The rebound guy is almost always an #epicfail . Details & new post on it's way.

NO PUEDO CON "V" PEQUEÑA VIVIR =)

2009-08-14T11:15:00.000-04:00

Sometimes... you just..gotta know when to let go of things, emotions, and quite frankly people altogether.

At the end of the day it's for the best and if u look at it from the outside it's not doing you any good to hold onto those things or people. Life goes on, we move on, meet new people, have new feelings...create NEW awesome memories. Yea you'll always have the old ones but life is about new experiences...so go get 'em. Live without regrets. Always.

Moving on to the topic of the hour-its FRIDAY. WTF is everyone doin this weekend? I personally don't have any plans...except a slight challenge to play the NASCAR cars at Dave & busters...but...the challenger...oh the sweet adorable challenger...bless their heart-CANT DRIVE A CLUTCH. Go figure. Those games aren't even a realistic imitation of it- for the record. Just sayin. But by all means I suggest they BRING IT cuz it's always a good time anyway. ALWAYS FTW (for the win-and if u dont knw, now ya KNOWWW) . Isn't it nice when things go that way? We all know it doesn't always and of course it can't cuz then it would be fake-and yea u know that's true. Conflict is inevitable and necessary. And at times funny. Like yelling over oj...or who's a better driver...if u can look back on it and smile to yourself... Why try to even avoid it in the first place. Passionate people interact as such with people like them..... sure opposites attract but who wants to go thru being around unpassionate complacent people when they really prefer having firey interaction at random? Think about it....I'll give you a second.......

Yea I know.......

......BORING.

So yea...why bother?

"No puedo con "V" pequeña vivir"
[I can't live a life with a lowercase "L"] ...remember that....internalize it...mean it.

Until next time peoples.....hollaaaaaaa

Problem solved. The hacker should b STONED. my rant.

2009-08-06T16:02:00.000-04:00

First of all, WHY hack into Twitter? Theres no credit card info, not addressses, nothing but a picture of someones empty fridge, friend throwing up, or someones big toe after a pedicure. i mean really. what was ur motivation? This is from the article about it, mind u:

For Twitter users, the outage meant no tweeting about lunch plans, the weather or the fact that Twitter is down. (via msn.com)

THAT'S what u hacked?Its one big text message. one big, addictive FREAKING text message. and u took it from me for the day u usless blok.

Secondly, u had NOTHING better to do with ur time than hack Twitter and ATTEMPT to hack FB? U didnt wanna like..i dunno...hack BANK RECORDS? smh. He was probably 15 1/2, pimply, high on something-who knows what these days kids do any and everything for a high. Jackass.

Lastly, might i say wow. cuz as i said in my previous blog- I was ready to take a trip to AT&T: (this is via msn.com)

AT&T says Web site block was not censorship U r pwned! Texting paves way for hacking Get schooled on Twitter ... by the British government

SMH!

Social networking epidemic

2009-08-06T13:24:00.000-04:00

So I get to work, I update my statuses on FB and Twitter- for those unfamiliar, FB=Facebook, and both sites are for social networking. So far, things are going fine in the virtual world.

Important Side note: its been a rough ass week at the office, surrounded by idiots, fake elitists, ugly people, and a Jewish CEO coming around your cubicle singing Tina Turner’s “What’s love got to do with it” in the most out of tune annoyance you will ever hear. Worse than that Asian kid from American Idol. SMH.

What do you have to get you thru your day? Social networking, naturally. You try to log onto Twitter (btw www.twitter.com/sescrio) and you get the following error msg:

This Page Cannot Be Displayed
The system cannot communicate with the external server ( twitter.com ). The Internet server may be busy, may be permanently down, or may be unreachable because of network problems.

Your first instinct? WTF? did these bastards really catch on and block twitter too??? Cuz if so I’m liable to quit on the spot. So you try to tweet from your iPhone and get the “Server timed out” message. You try your FB app- nothing. Meanwhile, certain snitches seem to be just walking the hell around back and forth, the antelope in the next cube is just dropping shit on your desk without speaking or giving any explanation of what it is, and you hear the CEO coming due to the sound of his blackberry case opening and closing on his hip since he has extreme OCD when it comes to that thing. Oh and faxes are just streaming in on the fax machine behind you.

WHERE IS MY ESCAPE? I CANT LIVE WITHOUT MY SOCIAL NETWORKING SITES!

You start texting people about your anxiety regarding the issue, saying you may need to go to AT&T/Apple because none of your apps are working; but also because you need feedback and are craving the attention you’re NOT getting from FB/Twitter.

Someone writes back that “Twitter has completely crashed and FB is mad slow today”…and that “the internet is buggin nationwide everybody is like WTF”. You take the BIGGEST SIGH OF RELIEF. You now realize you do NOT need to :
A. Go off on the innocent employees at AT&T/Apple
B. See a doctor about an anxiety disorder
C. Start crying.
D. Proceed to reset your iPhone for a FIFTH time to see if the apps start working.

So what’s a social networking addict to do? Well, I decided to blog about the acceptance of my addiction.

Me: (hand raised in the air) Hello. I’m SdotCurls and I am severely addicted to Social Networking sites.
Group: Welcome SdotCurls. You’re not alone.

Hopefully, this issue will be resolved by tomorrow or I may be forced to bring a flask to work.
That’s all. Carry on with your day.

Surprise Blindfold Greeting

2009-05-18T08:18:00.000-04:00

What do you do when your Friday turns out being an all-out cry fest by 1pm, and you’re at the point where you don’t know what to do about why you feel like that, mostly because you can’t do anything about it? Well the truth is, you don’t know. Your guy has your back in the situation, but since he’s out of town 2.5 hours away, you’re alone and stressed and just bought a frozen pizza, ice cream, and rented a movie-albeit a comedy, but still, these are signs of stress. You also just cried again in your car on the way home, covering it up with shades, even though your nose was probably beet-red. Get home, pop the movie and the pizza in the dvd player/ oven, and hop in the shower while the pizza bakes. You cry in the shower-again….eventually get out, pull the pizza out, and make a vodka-based drink to wash it down, and press play on the movie. This whole time you’re texting back and forth with ‘he’ about nothing in particular, and he then ‘jokes’ that you should come to where he is. Knowing he doesn’t think you’ll do it, you decide to ‘play along’, and ask directions to that place. When he asks “u got all that?”...you say “yup..lol”...Token ‘lol’ suggesting you’re bs-ing. You then throw a bunch of easy, random clothes in an overnight bag and head out-leaving a mess of an apartment behind you. You hop in your car at 10pm eastern time, and start driving southbound on I-85. Who would do that? Most people would think its too spur of the moment, to sudden, not thought out at all so not feasible in any way. Well…the answer is- me.

So I head out, not too certain where I’m going, but having simple directions to follow. This is a 2.5 hour drive, and I know he has to get up early, but after all, the state he’s in is an hour behind mine, so what the hell, I know he’s asleep right now, so that’s his nap. He did call me twice, and it was a chore lying to him saying I was standing on my romeo and Juliet balcony when he asked why it sounded so windy-meanwhile I was laughing or talking louder whenever I had to turn my blinkers on to change lanes. At one point he flat out said “It sounds like you’re driving.” To which I replied “Driving? Why would I be driving?? Its 11pm.” He then told me he was going to go to sleep and we got off the phone. Then, I get to the destination and his exit, but can’t for the life of me find the hotel he’s staying at. I drive up one side of the road, turn around, and go up the other side, slowly getting annoyed at the format of the roads in this town. Then, my phone rings. Its ‘he’. I say oh shit, and pick it up, he asks me what I’m doing, and I reply “laying on the couch”, to which he replies “aww that’s cute”, and says a few more things, then went back to sleep. At this point, I’ve pulled into a bank, googled the hotel, and hit ‘get directions’ on my phone. The results only showed me that I was on the right road for the most part, nothing else. Somehow I finally manage, as I’m cursing the whole town and state for being backwards, to find the FREAKING hotel. I drive up, decide to go to the left, driving around a bend, hoping he’s not parked on that side because I didn’t like how it was in a nook. Low and behold, there’s his car. So now that I’ve stalked the man’s car and parked 2 spaces over, I call him. He answers-in his best “I’m awake” groggy voice “hello”…and the conversation goes something like this:

“Hey you…are you sleeping?”…”no not really”…”oh, ok, umm I’m sorry for waking you up, but I just need your help with something”...”what’s up?”…” I was wondering if you could come down and help me with this bag”…”hehe… bag?..umm yea..ook I’ll help you with it-from here.”…”oh ok thanks haha”….”ok, so what are you doing?”…”umm nothing…waiting for you to help me with this bag”….”what bag?”...”umm the one in my car downstairs”…”where are you?”…”I’m….next to your car”….”That’s not funny.”...”what??”…”that’s not funny I don’t believe you”…”omg you think I’m lying?”…”yes.”…”whyyyy would I be lying?”…”Cuz you know I really wanna see you and I’d believe you so that’s not funny cuz you wouldn’t drive all the way here”…”oh ok, well why don’t you come down and find out?” ..”you’re gonna make me come all the way out there?”…”umm..yes”… you’re gonna make me come down there and you’re not gonna be there.”…”dude are you still in bed?”…”yes...cuz I don’t believe you”…

Ok, at this point I’m thinking…oh shit, he really doesn’t believe me…he’s gonna leave me outside. So I coax him some more, mostly forcing him to come downstairs. I see the door open, but he still doesn’t believe me because I’m parked behind a truck. I asked him at this point if he was gonna call me names if I made him come out there and I wasn’t there. He said yes. Then….he walks around the truck and just starts smiling (where are your eyes), and is still on the phone with me saying “omg your fuckin really here’…I said ‘you can hang up now’…and get out of the car. He then gave me the biggest hug ever, grabbed my bag, and didn’t stop smiling for at least 30 minutes-it was the sweetest reaction ever. The 2.5 hours in the rain and then road confusion: all worth it for that smile.

That was how my weekend began. A Friday full of tears followed by a weekend of smiles and hugs-the perfect turnaround and just what I needed to do for the latter to erase the previous. When everything seemed like it was just too much to deal with and all I could do was cry, all I needed to do was hop in my car and just GO. All you need are the guts to do it, and the perfect person to drive to, who you know will be happy to see you and give you exactly what you needed on a day like that- smiles, hugs, and kisses. Leading to the perfect weekend of relaxation, excitement, and affection. Oh wow, side note...that brought tears to my eyes. …So thank you- you know who you are. You rock.

AlBuM ReviEWs: Akon & Taylor Swift....yes, you read that right.

2009-05-13T15:28:00.000-04:00

Hellloo therreeee...nothing too complicated about this blog post...2 album reviews....each song commented on...thats about it...plain and simple...enjoy! your thoughts are welcome....Taylor Swift fans-see if you agree with me on the Forever and Always track..hmmm?

TAYLOR SWIFT-Fearless

1. Fearless-country songs are just so sweet…well sweet or depressing, this one is sweet..describes pretty much how it goes when you’re crushing on someone (yes I said crushing) and are tryna keep your cool, but you’re still fearless about it, or at least tryna be…7

2. Fifteen- pretty much sums up that year of a girl’s life…perfectly..right on the nose …I give it a 7

3. Love Story-umm well this is my favorite song right now sooo….yea. sweetest song ever..if I were getting married this would be the first dance song choice forreals…even tho it’s the country-version as opposed to the more poppy rendition..the lyrics are the same..and I’m still in love with this song. -10!

4. Hey Stephen- cute song…if I knew it/when I learn it I could see myself singing it while cleaning the house or something-6

5. White Horse-sad song...break up song for sure..that will have you sobbing-hard. 6

6. You Belong With Me-reminds me of every guy I’ve dated seriously’s ex girlfriend haha…’she’s goin off about something that you said cuz she doesn’t get your humor like I do’…’she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts”….’I’m listening to the kind of music she doesn’t like’...’what you’ve been lookin for has been here the whole time’….’I’m the one that makes u laugh when you’re about to cry’…I love it…hmm I listened to it twice…this one gets a 9

7. Breathe- good melody, very chill…pretty song..again, sweet lyrics

8. Tell Me Why- upbeat, guitar action going on lol…I give it a 6

9. You're Not Sorry- yes…indeed. I would’ve loved to have this song last year ..’I been giving out chances every time and all you do is let me down’…’and you’re thinkin we’ll be fine again but not this time around’...‘you don’t have to call anymore, I wont pick up the phone’ …for sure. Glad that’s all behind me now-great song. It gets an 8

10. The Way I Loved You-I like this one…all about being crazy in love…sweet….7

11. Forever & Always-sounds like a song I’ve heard before…can’t quite put my..finger..on it..hmmm…It’ll come to me. I like it though… comes in at a 6..will move up when I think of the other song l..GOT IT! “over my head” by The Fray. Similar melody and vocal arrangement..ha!..now it gets a 7

12. The Best Day-a little slow moving, but still didn’t hit skip…very chill song…6

13. Change- good beat, good closing song for the album..6

Apologies for the first half not having much to say for Akon's album, but these are songs I’ve heard..the ones I’m listening in their entirety for the first time have a little bit more commentary attached….

AKON-Freedom

1. RIGHT NOW (NA NA NA)- been out for a while, nothing new here…I’d dance to it at a bar..or in a car…I give it a 7

2. BEAUTIFUL (feat. Colby O’Donis)-PAW DANCE song. I actually really like this song lol..This one I DO dance to whenever I hear it, no matter where I’m at..it gets a 9 lol

3. KEEP YOU MUCH LONGER- groovy tune…6

4. TROUBLEMAKER (feat. Sweet Rush)- me likes…reminds me of coe for some reason…prob just cuz I only heard it in his car till now

5. WE DON’T CARE -i give this one a 6….thats all. 6. I’M SO PAID (feat. Lil Wayne and Young Jeezy)- me gusta….very chill…8

7. HOLLA HOLLA (feat. T -Pain)-hala hala hala hala lol…fun song ...8

8. AGAINST THE GRAIN (feat. Ray Lavender)-liking this one a lot….definite singing drunk in the car song…or just in the house…fa’sho’ lol…8

9. BE WITH YOU-this one could either be an annoying song about an ex…or a semi-sweet (like the chocolate chips) song for someone new who’s aware of ur past n is putting up with it but ur tryna tellin em” I wanna be with YOU” ..it gets a 6 either way

10. SUNNY DAY (feat. Wyclef)-uhhh…………4….also this track is way to long

11. BIRTHMARK -I think Ive crossed over into the uber-R&B half of the album…..this song’s a bit…..how shall I say...a downer…is he talking about a damn baby on the way and getting back with the mom at the beginning? If so….it gets a zero. ..otherwise…the hook, and only the hook gets a 4..I guess that made me angry.

12. OVER THE EDGE –eh…yea I def crossed into the R&B side….umm….5..but I feel like this track could grow on me…

13. FREEDOM- I like this one…nice song mixing the different meanings of freedom…nicely done. 8

ReAliTy ChEck

2009-05-08T09:52:00.000-04:00

When you send a friend a text ending with an FML, and they reply not certain whether it came from the actual website or an actual situation, you’ve just had a real life FML moment.

Sometimes, no matter how strong you try to be or how tuff you want to act in a situation, the reality is you just don’t want to be involved at all. It becomes an issue of…do I want to deal with this and stick it out, or wash my hands of it because it’s just too much to deal with? Furthermore…what does that mental struggle say about your place in the situation? Technically, you have nothing to do with it, and had to ask to know about it originally, but also chose to deal with it at that moment you were informed of it. It was a haze of an issue….something on the backburner that was just THERE, but not really HERE.

Then reality sets in and you’re applying all text-message acronyms to your life and the subject at hand. Never have you found yourself saying WTF, SMH, FML more than you have in the last not even 24 hours. That same commentary though, is only a fragment of what you just want to break down and shout, which is more than likely something along the lines of:

“This is bullshit It’s all an act while it’s not a reality, but now that it IS you’ll be gone to tend to your shit And who's to say you won’t come back enamored at the sight and experience of ‘such a beautiful fucking creation and tender moments’ or that you’d even admit to that It makes me nauseous to be quite honest Its not a comfortable situation its not a comfortable conversation I hate that it’ll be the reason for your absence now and know even though you deny it that it will certainly be in the future The badass front about not caring anymore and planning to put your foot down about XYZ is just that a front Ur super excited and way to willing to ‘travel’ for ‘other reasons’ lets be honest and no no one thinks you’ll fall in love with anyone people can fall in love with an experience or anything that came from them regardless of where it came from! Fuck!”

Meanwhile, it’s insensitive and selfish to actually say ANY OF THAT. So you’re left with the challenge of being sensitive, understanding, selfless, and strong when in reality, you feel sad, annoyed, selfish, and helpless.

The fact of the matter is though, that you put yourself in this situation, let yourself fall hard, get comfortable, and get attached. Now, you’re racking your brain trying to jam-pack an entire month just to avoid a situation. You already have travel plans, but they just so happen to fall on the week of the ‘event’. So the next 2,3, 4, hell 6 (?) weeks after that all need something in them to keep you busy, right? Is that running from it? Is it even really your problem? Better yet, did you set your damn self up for this, knowing your whole new happyworld would change in a matter of months?? Should you feel selfish for even thinking that??

Uncertainty plagues you as you ask yourself all of these questions, not having answers to any of them. Will you have to admit that those who weren’t on your side at the beginning of this were right? That you probably should’ve avoided the whole thing as soon as you knew what was forthcoming? Or do you just appreciate how happy you’ve been up until now, even though there’s still one month of all these thoughts on your plate, and say fuck them. Whatever happens was meant to happen because that’s how you view life, and you can’t put happiness on hold because of doubts or insecurities. You’re not insecure and you know that.

Moreover, since you have this kind of approach, is it necessary to divulge your true feelings instead of throwing verbal realities here and there that more than likely sound like off the wall commentary that’s confrontational and/or bitchy? You went through years of dealing with someone who avoided the issues that probably should’ve been talked about, which ultimately resulted in arguments from pent up anger and annoyance. It’s not fair to play that role with someone who wouldn’t do it to you…but damn, this situation is new...and killa…mostly since you wouldn’t deal with any of it if it were ANYONE else. But maybe that’s why it’s worth going through?

Whatever it is, whatever happens was meant to happen. When you care about someone you selflessly want them to be happy, whether or not that means you end up with the short end of the stick, which you may very well NOT end up with. Whatever’s meant to be will be, but regardless of what that is, you’ll be stronger at the end of it.

When it gets tough, have a cry…You’re entitled to it…then…Get ur bestie in town, get some bottles…and dance it out…

”We can dance if we want to…we can leave our cares behind. “

2009-04-24T17:34:00.001-04:00

Tower/CPU* not modem...thnx for the correction ninjacoe.

Cheap electronics, Popeyes, Gay Ye' Shoe

2009-04-24T15:21:00.000-04:00

Gimme a minute to get myself together and find the proper tunes to blog to...._-_-_-_-----_____--_____------------_----_-______ok. got it. radio killaaahhhhh.......

ahhem (clearing my throat).

CHEAPO ELECTRONICS, INC.

Ok I'm having a serious problem with the slowness of the computers at work. Its like, really though? boss man and boss lady make a strong 6 figures..and I mean strong, not no 250....i mean like 6. AND they laid off half the office. sooooo......why are the computers in our department from...1990 with the slowest servers ever, that constantly freeze up, and then you wonder why numbers arent where theyre spose to be...how can they be if our computers dont work????really though. get it together. Theres no reason my monitor and modem should not only be different brands, but dont match at all. There are people with beige monitors, black modems, white keyboards. WTF? how do u think that looks when u have executive "visitors". I just dont get it.But whatevs. Moving on...but really..WTF

POPEYES SALE ON YOUR LOCAL BLOCK

Ok moving on forreal...To this Popeyes issue. And the sad part is that it extended to all parts of the East Coast. This is something else I dont understand. I know we're in a recession and all, but really? a line around the block for Popeyes cuz its on sale? REALLY? I'm sorry but thats some hood sh*t. lol.....I've eaten Popeyes on occasion, and even eaten from the one pictured, in Harlem, but really...I wouldnt get in line cuz its on "sale" on my local block. If I wouldve gotten wind of this mess earlier I wouldve headed over to drive past the one on Ponce in Atl to provide everyone with more photos of this apparent event. Did THIS make it to the news? Cuz I'm sure Fox News would love to jump all OVER that and interview Rasheeniqua Jenkins Sheesh. ..SMH.

GAY FISH FLOATING AT THE TOP OF THE TANK

Last rant, I promise. Alright, me and half the world who loves music like Kanye's shit. But he cant really be serious about this blatant attempt at flexing his star power. This shoe #1 is FUGLY. I know I'm not into the latest Jordans or whatever. I mean I'm simple, I prefer vans and such. But SERIOUSLY. This cant be real. Not only is the name of these "Gay Fish", buuuuut...they're apparently retailing for....$1,500. You gotta be kiddin me. It looks like the damn thing came out of Kids Footlocker. Gentlemen: I dont wanna see any Gay fish on ur feet unless its the weekend you wanted to come outta the closet and wanted to do it "in style". and please, i this IS ur steeze, actually put an outfit together. Do NOT try to rock all black with these shits, or a HANES white tee, jeans, and these shits, cuz for 1,500, I'm gonna need you to be able to come harder with the rest of your outfit. sweet jesus. see for yourselves:

The Fame: Cobrastyle

2009-04-20T16:33:00.000-04:00

I drank too much last night, got bills to pay, my head just fills in pain….and then u call me and its not so bad, its not so bad. And I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life. And oh, just to be with u, is having the best day of my life…

Its great to have people in your life that you can truly think of when u sing that song-cuz everyone sings along to that lol. But what about when u don’t? what then..when u feel like people who r spose to be close are actually judging you for..no reason, and then proceeding to act indifferent to you? I don’t get it. Maybe it’s the way of the world nowadays to condemn a (truly) free spirit even though you claim to have one yourself. A bit fraudulent though, no? anywho, moving on..Because after all:

Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind. ~ Dr. Seuss

Never having considered myself one of those people who falls hard or quick-especially at the same time, I find myself in a bit of a pickle. I guess its just hard to accept when it happens to you with Armageddon force and u don’t even know what hit you in the first place. But then you can just enjoy the calm after the blow and accept it as it is. Cuz after all…it is what it is. Just enjoy it and take whatever comes your way…if its positive and makes you smile 90%+ of the time, then why the hell keep it from yourself. It takes more muscles to frown than it does to smile. And its just a bonus when you have a 10 year old diary to laugh at too. Everyone’s all grown up now and can fall for whoever they want to. True friends know and accept that, and just want their people to be happy…if you wanna keep someone from being happy or secretly condemn them for glowing when they talk about someone…you should really re-evaluate your position as someone they see as close to them. Really. And…moving on.

…Explain my love

I don’t need to

Got everybody way up

In our business

‘Cause leaving each other

Stay on they wish list…

They on my back like a shirt

Get off me baby

They don’t love me

Let ‘em wonder why…

So lets talk about this weekend. Lol. Amazing dahling, simply amazing. With a little porcelain god hugging bonus Friday night. My 2 favorite people stayed with me all weekend. Opera Friday night, where I got totally shit-faced. I don’t do that, mind you. Never have actually. I stand by the belief that I simply knew I didn’t have to drive and felt with who I was with, and then of course, was just having a great time with the asian chain gang I was with that I overdid it juuuuust a little. Shots were coming from every direction…everyone knew my name, and I knew no ones. But whatevs. I had fun lol. Then paid for it and I’m pretty sure I fell asleep in the stall AT the club. Then vomitted... out the car door, and of course…at home. Yes lord. So anyways, Saturday…Fellini’s (YES!), cupcakes from the Atlanta Cupcake Factory: MARVELOUS. L5P-the usual randoms and oddballs…oh and a scion test drive….umm our favorite part was the photo booth. Haha…umm dinner at vortex…then….Flip Flops…where we were the queens of the bar. I was supposed to go to another party, but was having way to much fun and just…didn’t. I preferred jumping up and down with bartenders and Danni while DJ Mike B! spun papa roach to standing prim and proper against a wall. SUE ME. Umm odd events of that night…a Brazilian guy followed us around and tried to hold my hand. Seriously. A 21 year old in a pin-striped shirt celebrating his bday bought us shots and professed his infatuation with me. Danni arm wrestled Ace..yes...Ace from the Real World...I think he’s part owner of Flip Flops..Its SO him…and well he was just there…Behind the bar..chillin. Oh and a bonus to the night…my favorite china doll showed up. Always a Yes. Rounds 1 and 2…delicious.

“boys and girls pretend to knw us they try so hard..and we get what we want our name is our cre-dit card…don’t try to hate us because we r so pop-u-lar…pop..pop…pop..u.lar…U always wanna b round us, so u know what its like…when the world is at your feet and ur VIP tonight..you’ve either got it or u don’t and I’m sorry you wont…get there by usin us just go and do ur own thing…”

Lolol…oh have a little humor people....

Well, that’s all folks, until next time…

Life is too short to be taken seriously. -- Oscar Wilde

Little sleep, lots of fun

2009-03-30T08:05:00.000-04:00

Let me just first say that reunions rock. point blank. you knew someone 10 yrs ago, and then the magic that is the internet and networking sites brings you back together somehow. You chat, you text, then you meet and have the initial reunion-at a lounge, so ur drunk. But whatevs. you keep in touch and realize you both grew up to be pretty damn decent..and..oddly enough like the same stuff. You get sick, they bring you meds and soup to make you all better...totally babying you because....thats what everyone needs when theyre sick, lets just be honest. Then the randomness ensues. You have an in-house movie night, and dont go home until 3am-and off to work the next day. Then the weekend comes....you make a date of it to go see 'I love you man' (AWESOME MOVIE), at a great theater neither of you've been to-fork and cinema....not sure if that's the right name, but you get to order actual food and real drinks. And let me tell you, being able to order a tequila sunrise and a rum& coke while watching a comedy: HIGHLY RECOMMENDED. lol...great time and I'm a fan. Then you say...hey...what can we do now? ..and we end up at a KARAOKE bar! I've been trying to find one for years...and this kid knows about it. lol. whateverrrrrrrr. and for the record, CLEVER CLEVER CLEVER for a diner to have 2 levels- a bar c omplete with karaoke, and then the actual diner. smart. Drinks....then shots...then drinks....then to the house when the bar closes at 3am. we sit and chat, then one of us lays on the floor, and we get the bright idea to see who stretches longer. so now we're both on the floor, and in a sleep deprived delerium we stretch out arms above head, toes pointed down, to confirm who we already knew was longer. we then talked, dozed off and woke up numerous times, threatened to draw on the face with a sharpie whoever fell asleep first. giggles, laughter, half-asleep talking...and decided hey maybe we should formally go to SLEEP...at.....9 AM. saturday sleepytime: 430AM watching Rosanne.....Sunday funday bday sleepytime: 3am. Monday Part A work time:7am, Part B work time: 8:30am...Parts A&B: will need a nap. But no worries, because a 'best bday ever' was had and thats what matters. Especially when the person deserves it.

Things confirmed over drinks at noche:
-neither of us can stomach selfish people
-lies suck and are pointless
-when youre honest with ur friends, you stay friends forever
-$1 dos equis is a plus.

haha...well thats all peeps....wish me luck on this Monday....A nap is on the schedule for 4:30pm. Thats an appointment that will be easy to maintain!

have a great day, and remember.....u never know until you try. just be urselves! SOMEONE WILL LOVE U 4 IT! Fakeness: for the BIRDS!

'i love u man'.

Twitter: some r in some just dont get it.

2009-03-25T15:04:00.000-04:00

Ok sooo...I'm sorry but it doesnt make sense 2 me whn ppl say the following things:

'twitter is stupid'
'why do you want everyone knowing WHERE you are all the time'
'thats an invasion of privacy'
'i just dont get it. so ithink its dumb.'

Reaaallly?

to all those people-including the butta face curly blonde in my pol. comm class....

#1 SHUT UP
#2 do u have a facebook page ? cuz if u do...isnt THAT more invasive? everyone can now see ur pics...as soon as u upload them..even if u dont know them, cuz u share a friend who commented on your outfit from last night.
#3 Personally I dont post my gps location in my tweets, so no, no one is 'stalking me all day'
#4 SHUT UP again. Oh and Please sit ur ass down. this isnt high school, and theres no need to separately get up:

1. to throw something a way
2. go to the restroom
3. pay a visit to the vending machine
4. take the folders you need for the class out of your backpack.

SIT IT DOWN.

It amazes me that in this day and age people think something is 'dumb' when theyve never even tried it. If you tried something and hated it, cool, but u just sound ignorant when you havent even educated yourself on something.

And just for clarification, breaking news, actual gossip-from the person it concerns, business reps, PR peeps, promoters, and even restaurants are all on Twitter. And p.s. if you have a blog, and its either ur job TO blog, or u have google Ads embedded IN your blog, YOU GET PAID $$. People will add ur blog link to their blog so u both get more hits. Its a marketing mechanism. You can also obvs keep up with ur friends and get a laugh in if ur having a bad day cuz u read Christopher Walken's random tweets.

The main point is....get over it. if u dont get it then educate urself or just shut up. Cuz once ur left behind in the communications circuit just cuz you thought a new idea was 'dumb'...you'll be so lost you'll most definitely be logging in to F*ck my life.com and leaving a line or 2.

I can see it now...

"I didnt get that journalism/communication/PR/marketing gig because they asked me if I knew what twitter/linkedin/blogspot was and whether or not I had accounts with each. I said no. They said 'Oh, well then you're not exactly what we're looking for on our team...we need someone a little more network- savvy'. FML "

boo hooo hoo....

Now that Ive completed my nerd-rant....Its about time to head out for errands....check u later!...tweet it up:

www.twitter.com/sescrio

Lady Gaga: The Fame: one-line per track album review

2009-03-13T15:02:00.000-04:00

Yea so who DOESNT love Lady Gaga? Ur sippin on some serious haterade and need to get out more if you can say you dont like her music. Heres a review of her new so-so Cali album The Fame...It just makes you want to put on your shades and ride around with the top down ( or sunroof open, in my case) and just have fun with ur girls or guys ;) ) ThisWILL be the album of the summer. Guaranteed. Enjoi, and I'd love to hear your thoughts on the album if you've heard it!

1. Just Dance feat. Colby O' Donis 10- duh. makes you just WANT to have some drinks and dance like crazy- DJs who play this: you are pristine and I love you

2. LoveGame 9- catchy, you will find yourself singing along at random. Good song-very gaga

3. Paparazzi 9- sexy little number, good sound-different feel than most pop, just like gaga

"real good, we dance in the studio. snap, snap to dat shit, on the radio"

4. Poker Face 10- second single off the album ( on the radio)- good beat, fun lyrics-that you have to pay attention to or you just won't get it-each bar reps a different casino game-clevah clevah

"I wanna hold 'em like they in Texas please. Fold 'em let 'em him hit me, raise it, baby stay with me....Russian roulette isnt the same without a gun..."

5. Eh, Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say) 9-This track is oddly addictive. At first I thought, eh, its ok...but lately I've been finding myself turning to it-very summer, airy, light, melodic

6. Beautiful, Dirty, Rich 10!- hot hot hot. sexy song- you will feel like all those things-throw on ur shades, tight pants, and lipstick/lipgloss and stunt on them hoes lol

"we do the dance right, we have got it made like' ice cream topped with honey....daddy I'm so sorry I'm so-so-so sorry yea, we just like to party, like to party-party yea"

7. The Fame 10- another hot song-totally reps what she reps as an artist. loves it.

8. Money Honey 9- who doesnt love being spoiled? very fun song, great beat line

9. Starstruck feat. Space Cowboy & Flo Rida 10- HOT track. I can even work out to this one...funky beat, nice strings, nice everything-melodic as all get out-makes u wanna dance and have fun ( and drink-if ur 21+) lol

10. Boys Boys Boys 9- another summer song, sick bars, although the hook may be a bit too pop for some, since the title is exactly what she sings on it. very fun song nonetheless

11. Paper Gangsta 8-good song overall, she did some excellent writing for this one, it grew on me over time- at first listen I gave it around a 6.5/7

12. Brown Eyes 4-I have yet to listen to this song in its entirety-too slow for my taste

13. I Like It Rough 10- this is another one I can workout to. very upbeat and can keep you focused. sick hook-seriously. one of the best songs on the album-which seems hard since they're all in high ranks

14. Summerboy 9- CALIFORNIA track-shes from NY but her songs are so Cali its not even funny. And I love it. This one begs for the listener to have shades on with lips puckered singing along-and you guessed it- with the top down.

and now an excerpt from her own talented-ass mouth:

"I always loved rock and pop and theater. When I discovered Queen and David Bowie is when it really came together for me and I realized I could do all three," says GaGa, who nicked her name from Queen's song "Radio Gaga" and who cites rock star girlfriends, Peggy Bundy, and Donatella Versace as her fashion icons. "I look at those artists as icons in art. It's not just about the music. It's about the performance, the attitude, the look; it's everything. And, that is where I live as an artist and that is what I want to accomplish."

-Lady Gaga

The Dream: Love vs Money: one-line per track album review

2009-03-13T11:24:00.000-04:00

Ok, frist, I'll give my reviews of some worthy CD's out right now- Dream's just came out, the other has been out for a minute, but still worth the review. I feel like people might be stuck wondering about the rest of the CD since they have only heard 2 songs from the album on the radio from what I've heard (in Atlanta)-that one will have a separate post, since I underestimated how long it takes to listen to and rate EACH song on an album :) enjoi:

Up First:

Dream is back to his old tricks with this one- you wont even realize the tracks are changing because they flow seamlessly into one another. Gotta love it.

Just for a background, I'm not the biggest fan of extremely slow R&B songs, so take ratings on slower tracks with a grain of salt if you just LOVE slow R&B ;) Ratings range from 1-10, 10 being "loves it", 1 being "hated it" and so on in between. 5 is just an 'eh, is ok...anything with a score of 4 or below was skipped-couldnt even get thru the whole track. So here it goes:

1. Money Intro ¿?-no number score. intro is about 2 seconds long...(why'd he add it)
2. Rockin' That Sh** 10- great song of course

3. Walkin' On The Moon featuring Kanye West 8 -I like the Kanye steeze that was added

4. My Love featuring Mariah Carey 9- who doesnt like MC's crazy ass, she has an awesome voice.

5. Put It Down 4 - and here we have the super slow R&B song. shiss. SKIP.

6. Sweat It Out 5- slow R&B, but it has a good hook-still got skipped, just later.

7. Take U Home 2 My Mama 7- catchy, has to be heard to get the clever storyline 7-11 tell, and has a good hook;could be re-named 'do that again'

8. Love vs. Money 10- respectively a Part 1- Blaming himself for the most part, excellent beat line and melody

"instead of lovin you I was makin it rain...I should've known money couldn't match love"

9. Love vs. Money: Part 2 10- He put Nivea on FRONT STREET. this song is ill.

"when love is your problem, no man can solve it"

10. Fancy 9- super smooth track, continues the storyline nicely

11. Right Side Of My Brain 10- another smooooth track, sure to get stuck in your, well, brain.

12. Mr. Yeah 9- great hook, lyrics...a bit of a simple tempo line...but overall a good listen, kinda sexy...good ending to the Nivea-related tracks.

"cupid ain't got sh*t on me"

13. Kelly's 12 Play 4- gave it about...75 seconds...too slow, typical 'slow jam'..could grow on you, but...SKIP

14. Let Me See The Booty featuring Lil Jon 6- lol...typical ATL joint. I'm sure the original AND whatever remix comes out-cuz it WILL have one, will be in the clubs. snap, snap, OH-KAYYYYY lol

Sdotcurls fashion sense,5 things & misch.

2009-03-04T11:04:00.000-05:00

....Mostly misch ish, but Ummm, yes. Grub reviews here in Atlanta based on the last few places here and there I may have been, and whether I liked them and think you should go..this is just a mini-review, ya know...a synopsis of what I could've-or DID leave on the opentable website. They are in no particular order or preference...And after those, I'm taking the chance to give you ladies and gentleman tips on prepping for the spring. The sun is coming OUT, which means..make sure ur feet look good, but doesnt mean start the shorts and flip flops BEFORE it even reaches 70 degrees. dont do that. no.

Actually...I totally just changed my mind and I think I'm just gonna name my top 5 spots to eat in Atlanta. I need to switch to Pandora for some musical inspiration. Please hold.
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Ok, here they are:

1. Agave (Cabbagetown)

2. Harry and Sons (Higlands-I think)

3. Steamhouse (midtown)

4. MF Buckhead (u guessed it-Buckhead)

5. Fuego (midtown)

Ok.. total A.d.d for today...heres 5 things EVERY man or woman needs to do upon the brink of spring:

1. get a pedicure

(yes, guys too. at least that first one and then u can do maintenance urself. men getting pedicures is NOT gay, ur feet being so rough they cut someone-IS.)

2. hit the gym

(no one likes to see the flab u gained in the winter- in the spring)

3. Drink appropriately for the right seasonal buzz

(liquor has seasons. know this. i.e. vodka-comes from where? cold places. Its a winter drink. Tequila- Mexico. Hot. hit margaritaville , and El Azteca in the spring/summer . and nobody wants to see you throw up, so carb load.

4. Relax

the sun is out. chill the f*ck out. be silly.

5. Do a mental spring cleaning-

drop any bull that came ur way thus far in '09, or that you had a hard time leaving in '08 this winter

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ok, purse dilema: I'm sooo getting frustrated with having to literally DIG in my big purse for everything. But I HATE small purses. What should I do? Any purse model suggestions that someone has found especially organized? maybe I should have a clutch INSIDE my big purse for easy versatility and localized important ish. oh god idk. it just took me forever just to find my hand lotion. really ladies, we look like ostriches or flamingos or something...head and hands-IN our purse on a mad hunt for something we need like...RIGHT RIGHT now. ugh. just had to vent on that 1.

Next item on the docket: exes

soo....I get the bright idea to search for people I've known in the past on facebook. innocent enough, right? and really it was cuz my hmgrl showed me this ridiculously embarassing before and after of this dude she used to date. so, me being amused by that, I decided to search people...and request them...whats to lose? its just facebook, like seriously. the downside to my bright idea: i have the WORST recollection of last names EVER known to man. If I havent made a point to remember your name, or haven't spoken to you in a while- and ESP if you have one of those generic last names like...smith, or...williams....chances are I forgot it. so I searched 3 exes and 1 bff from PR and was out of ammo. sad, I knw. I request my ex...he instantly approves the request, cuz i guess mr. "i'm not pressed for facebook" himself...has it connected to his MAIN email...on his bberry. Sidenote- I'll be dammed if I'm getting buzzed whenever someone updates their status, profile pic, or sends me a friend request. shittin me. So anywho...i immediately get 2 texts back2back from him. I see em, and dont reply. 20 mins later..he calls. and then texts to tell me that he called. I wasnt even at my desk. I text back and say...i wasnt at my desk. I was peeing. he replies with something witty..and calls back again. I dont pick up. and I'm surprised he hasnt texted to ask why. I mean....since when does a facebook friendship open the door for sudden and immediate action for communication. I was just searching names I could remember. its not a "do you like me...circle yes or no" note. So I ask the blog community should I:

-yea i had 3 options, but I'll just take suggestions. dude is crazy. WTF. SMH. QMG

sweet jesus. talk to u later blog universe....tweet tweet tweet me screen name.... "sescrio"

Atlanta BLIZZARD OF '09, 7 things you didnt knw about me, and that good ish ur entertained with

2009-03-02T10:47:00.000-05:00

Three Places I Have Lived
1. Fajardo, PR 2. Miami, FL 3. San Antonio, TX

Three Places I Have Been:
1. Colón, Panamá 2. Harlem/Brooklyn/Bx, NY 3. New Orleans, LA

thats 6...umm so to make the promised 7 ... umm..... :

7. I love office/school supplies for no real reason

umm and as for the recent Atlanta BLIZZARD OF '09, heres what it looked like out there...a freakin 'winter wonderland', on MARCH 1st. what? I woke up, saw flurries, didnt think too much of it, was headed to Fellinis for lunch....by the time I got dressed, it was THROWING DOWN out there. full on snow storm. seriously.

To the left is what it looked like from the driver seat, and to the right is what it looked like to my side when I was brave enough to roll down the window and take a pic. After taking the picture and rolling the window up, i was pretty much covered in snow.

WTF

"is anybody out there? can anybody out there hear me? cuz I cant seem to hear myself...can anyone out there see me? cuz I cant seem to see myself...can anybody out there feel me? cuz I cant seem to feel myself....."

Thanks pandora, for playing that great song, even though its sad as hell. thanks for that. changing my station..NOW. cuz I'm not in a bad mood nor am I sad...Im on spring break! lol...still at work, but shisss.....thats a breeze compared to work+ class till 10pm. I am takin full advantage.

Does anyone else think that some way, we could be connected to our belongings on a subconcious level? Theres a connection with the beginning of this and that statement I promise:

Friday night, I went to dinner at a sushi restaurant....we got the chefs choice platter- the waiter asked the person I was with what the "budget" was...dude...dont ask a man that...he wouldve told u if there was a cap on dinner. sweet jesus. anywho, so I ALMOST DIED at dinner....umm at the end of dinner my heart started POUNDING, I felt out of breath, and dizzy/nauseous. I was forreal freaking out like....wtf is wrong w me???? i went to the bathroom and just had to stand there for a minute....then we went out to valet, they brought my car around, I get in it, start to drive off...and....its SHAKING. I look at the dash and the engine light is BLINKING. wtf is that??? so now Im like ok seriously, how does that happen?? how do I hand over my car to the valet, and suddenly..its...broken??? ..basically doing the usual Capricorn SPAZ OUT ready to sue the valet company for effin up my car....my friend was like...they didnt do anything. something is wrong with the car. long story short, I chugged it along to the dealership the next morning and there were valves broken, coils disfunctioning, cylinder misfires detected...a list of ish. all of which was under warranty. SCORE. shoutout and kudos to jim ellis audi of marietta for issuing me this sick loaner..which, although it was HUGE and is way bigger than anything I'd ever actually buy, was an awesome techie playground inside...amazing stuff in that thing, not to mention quattro 4wd that made me feel SUPER safe with that random atlanta blizzard of '09:

could todays blog be considered a photo blog?? hmmm....developing....lata playas...tweet me:

http://twitter.com/sEscriO

Say Wha say whaaaa??

2009-02-23T18:47:00.000-05:00

What the what for this day. really. Woke up, well..correction-the alarm went off- at 5:15am....then 5:24 (why do alarm clocks go off on the 9th minute? I've wondered that for ages.)...and I think I finally said 'get it together' around 5:40...and rolled out of bed. cold. hit the heater, walked in a circle (?), and made coffee....got dressed in nothing much...didnt have a real lunch or breakfast cuz I was slackin on my pimpin sunday and went off drinking with the guys-and another girl instead of getting groceries and planning the week properly (which I will do tonight, tired or not). Ok, so I get to work at...7:05am...put my things down, and realize..all I brought for breakfast was a boiled egg. ONE boiled egg. and I was STARVING. sooo...I went to McDs and got an egg McMuffin. It was good. Then I proceeded to whack away at my to-do list..cuz...thats what the first hour or so of work is really used for...I did my taxes-yes ladies and gentleman-my OWN taxes...e-file...and it wasnt hard. Still amazed I paid someone $100 to do THAT last year. sheesh. Next item on the docket, change my direct deposit bank at work and stop the madness-Suntrust is only available in the south east. thats a problem for me. Next...order my expired perscription, cuz...my doctor is booked till MARCH for my annual check up. I called in January for my appointment. Therefor- she must fill my prescriptions month to month till I can go back. She is so seriously $banking$. ...next...check summer semester courses online...I cant register till Wednesday though, so I didnt use too much time on that...I did all this by 930am. Then I started working...had a pitiful salad with that boiled egg in it, then headed to school and decided...I'm....gonna be starving if I only eat that, and...I wont be home till 8:45 TONIGHT. So I went to McDs again ( I knw I knw), and got a crispy chicken meal-with sprite. In my defense, i needed the sugar from the sprite. Go to class, all the professor does is hand out our take home exam, and lets us go. So...I take my happy a$$ to the computer lab and work on my Propaganda and Persuasion midterm essay...and actually got somewhere. Only one page left. Went to the gym...did legs. Cardio killed me before that-and like my tweet said-u are what u eat. McDs does NOT make for a good cardio workout. Especially when you decide to run to "Circus" by Brit Spears. lol. I'm full of surprises. Then...I decided to come share my eventful day, and now I'll head to my second class...and then home. Sweet jesus. Its all good though. I feel very accomplished. Thats always a good feeling-ESPECIALLY on a Monday. Hey! Danni- paramore-crushcrushcrush just came on on my pandora...loves it. Well ladies and gents....I shall return at a later date and time.....love u all!

Publix in Norcross,GA: Bilingual debate response: WTF

2009-02-18T08:45:00.000-05:00

http://www.wsbtv.com/news/18734126/detail.html

Just had to share my thoughts on this "debate" that ended up being NATIONAL NEWS. I definitely welcome your comments thoughts on this issue, no matter what your stance...here are mine:

Its not about learning both languages, it’s a southern issue in GA. The debate isn’t concerning whether or not Hispanics learn both languages-they may very likely know both. But the reason the Georgians are debating it is cuz they feel like everyone who speaks Spanish is: A. Mexican, and B. An illegal immigrant. Period.

When you go to other countries: Italy, France, South America- they have signs in THEIR national language, as WELL as English. That’s not handicapping Americans from NOT learning their language, or hurting their citizens in any way. Its simply necessary for tourism and people who move here to there-cuz Americans DO move to other countries as well where they DON’T speak the national language.

I had to learn both languages too but I was younger. And even if they do learn the language, most of them aren’t 6 r 7 years old-they’re grown- and no matter what language it is, its 10x harder to learn as an adult, so even if they ARE trying, its gonna be hell for them to get their message across to these country ass people who act like they only understand deep south dialect. For god sakes they didn’t understand my father-who has a spanish accent when he lived in Columbus, GA- and he speaks English-hes been an AMERICAN CITIZEN for 20 years. Bottom line, its not about learning the language in the south cuz regardless, these people think you’re an illegal immigrant just cuz of an accent,or your features, including skin tone and THAT is why they are even debating this.

My parents were in a men’s clothing store in Columbus once and my dad was looking for a suit. The workers overheard them speaking Spanish I guess- the mgr asked the workers why they weren’t helping them, and my mother HEARD the guys say “They don’t speak English”.

THAT is the problem here. It shouldn’t be national news that a Publix in Norcross will have bilingual signs. Period. Texas has them-are they handicapping too, or is it “different” cuz its TX? Its not, right? Its GA. “Deep south” or not, people from other countries move to EVERY state in the US, so these people really do need to GET OVER IT.

Ironic...Valentine's Day initials= VD. Ha.

2009-02-15T15:50:00.000-05:00

I’m drunk and so is everyone else…in this, devil town.
So little time so little time, so frustrated……we’ll work it on out, yea, yea. Prayin’ for love…yea, yea…Love, is more than enough, yea yea.

I’m so bossy, b*tch get off me…trick get off me, u can’t get sh*t off me….this is that ignorant sh*t u like, n*gga f*ck, sh*t, a*s, b*tch, trick plus ice. I got that ignorant sh*t u love n*gga f*ck, sh*t, maricon, puta and drugs….I got that ignorant sh*t u need n*gga f*ck, sh*t, a*s, b*tch, trick plus weed…I’m only tryna give u what u want n*gga f*ck, sh*t, a*s, b*tch, u like it, don’t front.

LIKE…LOVE….NEED…WANT. How many of u were like “omg that’s a lot of cursing!” and how many just tapped into the song and even searched it in ur itunes library? But f*ck it we’ll move on.

What better to end the worst/longest week ever with than the worst weekend ever? Apparently that’s how the stars felt about me. WoRSt wEeK EvER, followed by the WOrSt WeeKenD ever-which as a bonus happened to be valentines weekend. What did I do all day Saturday? Went to the gym, cleaned the house, washed my hair, painted my nails, put make up on….thinking I had at least minor plans for the day. And ended up being SO wrong. My friends were either at work, on non-dates(?), or stuck in a ghost town. My question is, if a third party isn’t invited…even tho u know they’re alone-on V-day...and one person pays for entertainment in a duo….is it a “non-date” (wtf is a non date), or just a damn DATE that you won’t admit to? I mean damn, if the third person needs to pay for themselves, JUST TELL THEM. Wine+McD's= strong $20. Spending V-day ALONE= priceless. Lets take a poll on non date vs. date, and then immediately move on.

So yea I just spent the day alone, paid my bill at Macy’s, met a cornball, who’s number I didn’t really save….and headed home…only to see ridiculous traffic because of all the restaurants being PACKED for V-day. So I said, you know what, f*ck this. Its 8:30pm and everyone else in the world is entertained and out somewhere with someone and I’m just alone. I quit…and got a #1 from McD’s, a bottle of Pinot Grigio and just came home to watch Wedding Crashers.

Worst comment of the weekend? My cousin saying “I thought you had a boyfriend” when she read said happy v-day and I said bah-humbug.

Well guys, This blog is the epitome of what blogs were made for-ranting. So I hope u enjoyed it. Feel free to leave a comment. And click on the advertiser’s box below if u are so inclined...Here’s to hoping this week turns a new leaf and ends better. Next time I'll definitely just "do me".

Peace peeps. Tweet me & stay tuned- screen name: sescrio

"she got that good hair"

2009-02-09T08:16:00.000-05:00

yes....i really heard someone say that. ohh lord...anywho....yes, i am a member of the bah humbug screw vday club. I am single, everyone asks me why and i just dont have an answer...so far everyones either gay, crazy, married, or has a few kids. yes, a few. its hard out here for a pimp. maybe i should move. any suggestions to where? Hopefully I will be able to go to bitterball (q100atlanta.com) on saturday....someone just get me a ticket please!

moving on... mondays BLOW. and umm...thats that.

ok here we go....I do NOT feel good today....feeling a bit sickly, nothing serious, just a smidgen of ugh.

I'm sure everyone has heard of the alleged battery charge on Chris Breezy hitting RiRi...I've gotta say I'm super annoyed at the urban radio stations and gossip sites jumping to this random and ridiculous conclusion that he hit her because "she gave him herpes". ok...soooo....she told him she gave it to him..or...he what...saw a bump on his junk- in the backseat of an SUV- in the middle of the night- and thus punched her in the face? does that make ANY sense to anyone?? what makes it worse is that one of my friends heard THAT version of the story first-this morning, and basically acted like they were there and that version is so correct. I heard it firs-breaking news- last night around 9pm. thanks to my one stop shop for pop culture news-danni-t lolol...and heard the same valid-non steroidal story on Q100 this morning....and FYI whoever heard that bogus version- how in the world would THAT get leaked when Rihanna didnt even put her name on the police report so the paps wouldnt get to it???? common sense ladies and gents....chances are the police report says "Robyn Fenty" if anything...yes, thats her name...her full name is robyn rihanna fenty......and if ya dont know..now ya knowww....

oh and as a recap from the weekend edition and list of happenings....the reslts were: fridays bday party-a bust...ended up trying cafe circa, getting confused with parking at W buckhead-the driver got fed up so we ended up going home, then I went back out with a different friend to shout for drinks and the vortex for late night eats...saturday...decent bday party-even tho it was way to far out in marietta....then we went to El Bar...good times....sunday....got up at 1:30pm (and loved it)..cleaned the tornado that had errupted in my apartment from the previous week, and went to dinner at chequeres in dunwoody.....today...i'm having sinus issues.....any med suggestions?

TIME OUT.

Some dude I BARELY know just texted me, and I quote "ah call in to work 2m so you can attend a bday party w me". excuse me? first of all, Im'm not a "consultant" like u. I have a regular office job- not to mention school. secondly..i have an actual car-i didnt sell mine and resort to a bicycle like u. i have to be on time. thirdly..i dont knw u like that kiddo.....ya sound crayzie......sorry, just had to get that one off my chest and have an instant reaction to the foolishness....

anywho...i think the real stresses of the day are about to catch up with me....so i shall go face em head on- until next time........................tweet me tweeters...... http://twitter.com/sEscriO

shes a hawt bish hold the hate: weekend edition

2009-02-06T15:59:00.000-05:00

its finally friday peoples...and i get to sleep in tomorrow. SCORE. yesssss. lots of bdays this weekend. one part-A 2n and one part-A 2m. developing....

Death, is on the tip of her tounge, and danger's at the tip of her, fingers...streets are..on..fire...to...night.

as promised via twitter (http://twitter.com/sEscriO), I shall address the miss columbus DT issue. i just dont get how you expect me to believe ur gonna make a trip to visit- for valentines-ON valentines-for BITTERBALL- the biggest SINGLES party in atl-when you have a new BOYFRIEND. howww am i supposed to build plans around that and trust that ur reeeally gonna come when...you were spose to come for: Halloween-and bailed...Pre-new yrs random visit-and bailed...New yrs-and bailed/made plans w someone else w/o telling me till the last minute.....how many strikes is that? But I'm a forgiving person, so i let it sliiide let it sliiiddee let it sliiideee....but I'm sorry I dont wanna wait to make plans until YOU decide ur really gonna put some faith back in ur commitments....and not bail. period. the end. not to mention...bitterball....sells out well before the day of the part-A, sooo.....wth? whatever. moving on.

I press trigga I dont press people button. Nobody chaps gone face me w somethin..like how I have 22 and Im somethin. 10 is for u so who gone get da nex' dozen? ..Mess around and see who get it spread on di tar...

In other news, weird happenings with the boys...actually got into it last week cuz of the annoyingly bad habit people have with having common text courtesy and repertoire. If u wanna have a heated text convo...in the car-fine.....if we're waiting for a table....fine......if we're at home...fine. but AT the table and walking next to me TO the car- uh uh. save that. its rude. people these days really have stopped valuing time spent with others....and it kinda sucks.. maybe i was being melodramatic...maybe I was being oldschool- I mean I know MY mother used to get on me about texting when I was with her....needless to say I dont even pull out my phone when I'm with her anymore-unless she wants to take a picture lol.

I wanna hold 'em like they do in Texas please....fold em, let em hit me, raise it, baby stay with me...(i love it)

so lets get into this weekender detail....tonight its an all black event, OTP-outside of the mf perimeter......sheesh. but i dont descriminate, so I will attend and travel from ITP. from the exact middle actually. should be decent. Tomorrow its a spaniard event-another bday party...ITP i'm assumung, and then El Bar. yes. El bar.."the bar". thats the name of the place. lmao...spose to b funzies.....I have medium hopes...if u have high ones u might get let down....if u have low ones youll always be pleased, but who wants to start at the bottom?? so I'll float in the middle....and check it on ouuttt......I'll be around fun people so its almost guaranteed laffs ;) oh and gotta flex the curls this weekend.....

daaaamn....I knw, I'm killin u wit dem legs, betta yet them thighs, matter of fact its my smile, or maybe my eyes, boy u a sight to see, kinda sum'en like me..I walk like this cuz I can back it up...i talk like this cuz i can back it up...

exit stage right and stay tuned mfs.

Life and times of SdotCurls,unscripted.

Chapter 1, Page 4....Book 26

Testy Tuesday. WTF edition.

Curls' Christmas and Birthday Wishlist!

Scatter-Brained.

Spanglish.

HB-who?

Tangles

Fly Solo

This one goes out to... YOU

No ApoLoGiEs...nO rEgrEtS...jUsT aMaziNGneSs

Concrete Jungle Where Dreams are Made of

Do YOU Buzz??

Could WALKING and texting be the new danger?

HOMOSEXUALS. ADOPTION. VIDEO... THOUGHTS?

T A N S T A A F L

2010 is gone. GOOD RIDDANCE.

25 Things for My New Year

Scarlett Johansson is SINGLE?!? WTF?

Good ReAdS: 'Of Love and Other Demons' by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

GoOd ReAdS: 'Free Pass' by Elizabeth Scott

"Together we'll go far" -Wells Fargo

SPIN IT, BABY!!

Sunday Dinners & Scrambled Eggs

Weeds. The show. The obsession.

Falling into Fall...LITERALLY

TiMe tHe F*#k OuT!!!

pro·fes·sion·al·ism

Definition of PROFESSIONALISM

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Part 2: Goodbye Summer, Hello BURN CENTER

Part 1: Goodbye Summer. Hello, (insert LONG list here)

WTH Happened in Texas??

COMING SOON.....Waiiit foorrrr iiitttt....

If these walls could talk, what would they say??

Texas Hold 'Em...catch & release

Let's talk about sex, baby

Back to the blab, barefoot bubbly and blueberries-Part 1

Situationals and shit

**NO PUEDO CON "V" PEQUEÑA VIVIR** =)

Problem solved. The hacker should b STONED. my rant.

Social networking epidemic

Surprise Blindfold Greeting

AlBuM ReviEWs: Akon & Taylor Swift....yes, you read that right.

ReAliTy ChEck

Cheap electronics, Popeyes, Gay Ye' Shoe

The Fame: Cobrastyle

Little sleep, lots of fun

Twitter: some r in some just dont get it.

Lady Gaga: The Fame: one-line per track album review

The Dream: Love vs Money: one-line per track album review

Sdotcurls fashion sense,5 things & misch.

Atlanta BLIZZARD OF '09, 7 things you didnt knw about me, and that good ish ur entertained with

Say Wha say whaaaa??

Publix in Norcross,GA: Bilingual debate response: WTF

Ironic...Valentine's Day initials= VD. Ha.

"she got that good hair"

shes a hawt bish hold the hate: weekend edition

NO PUEDO CON "V" PEQUEÑA VIVIR =)