Friday, June 22, 2007

Saving Dr. Burke?

Although, it's kinda, bring back Dr. Burke now. A member of the gay and lesbian community is sending out a petition to get his job back. Save Dr. Burke. I signed it. People have said and done far worse (i.e. George W.,all of the politicians against gay marriage, the female politician who threw a homophobic slur at a male politician, I don't remember names) yet, none of them have had to go to counseling, none of them had to do a PSA, and more importantly, NONE of them have lost their jobs. Don Imus lost his job for saying something that the gay and lesbian community says is equally as hurtful, but no one asked him to go to counseling, or to do a PSA about racial harmony. SAVE DR. BURKE!!

Unlucky in Love

Soooooooooooooooooooooo..........I feel like I'm going to be an old maid. Like I'll semi-be like Oprah (as my family and friends seem to think I'll be, career-wise, though I'm not trying to be) in that I'll never marry and never have kids. Not that I don't want to, but it's frustrating.

I met this guy, online (I need to like stay away from the internet) about a month ago. He seemed really nice, we talked quite a bit, he had a lot of the traits I want in a husband, but I haven't talked to him in a few days. I don't know if I'm just being paranoid, b/c I know he's been online, but I don't know if he just doesn't "seem to have time" to write back or what.

But I'm just gonna keep on doing my own thing, and someday my prince will come and find me.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Dissin the ex

And so how bout I pissed off my ex, and I don't even care. I told him what I had to say would piss him off and hurt his feelings, but he wanted me to say it anyway. I always hated his little "my story's better than your story" stories. And he got all offensive, first jumping to the conclusion (as usual) that I thought he talked too much, then thinking that I thought he interrupted me too much. When all I said was, I didn't have to hear about his experience every time something happens to me, especially if it didn't happen recently.

And I'm not sure why he feels the need to talk to me everyday, we're not together for a reason, and granted I've been friends with some of my exes before, I don't think we can be friends. Everything that pissed me off when we were together is pissing me off now.

La Policia

Soooo..............I left work, getting breakfast for the morning crew. I went the wrong way, well it's not the wrong way, just not the way I normally go. And I'm sure I wasn't going the speed limit (30), but there were no cops there at the time. So I picked up the breakfast burritos, dropped them off, and then took off to go home, on the same street, 20 minutes later. I'm not even thinking about the speed limit, my stomach had started hurting, and I was tired and ready to just crash. And I saw the lights first before I saw anything else, looked down and realized I was going over 40, on the 30 mph street.

And so I'm thinking "Nooooooooooooooooooo my record!!" I haven't had a ticket in over 3 years, "I hate the police." He asks why I'm in a hurry, I tell him I just got off of work, I have a stomach ache and was just trying to get home. He asked me where I work and I tell him, and he was like "geez ya'll news people are always flying down this street." Well he takes my license and insurance, writes down a few things, and luckily, he let me off with a warning.

I LOVE THE POLICE! ME GUSTA MUCHO LA POLICIA!!!!

Monday, June 18, 2007

3-day weekend

So I took a comp day off from work. My first, and ironically, the day before my 6 month anniversary at my job (which is now today!). I was supposed to go to Houston, to visit some friends and family. But............it's too hot, I was too tired to do all of that driving. And the main person I was going to see, I hadn't really talked to in a while. So while there were other people who could've kept me busy the whole weekend (and not like that, get your mind out of the gutter), I didn't wanna deal with it.

So I went home, didn't have much to do, wanted to go to the free Erykah Badu concert, that didn't work out either. I didn't wanna go that badly b/c everybody and their mama would've been there, and it was hot, I would've had to find a lawn chair and I KNOW getting to and from there would've been hellish.

So I actually ended up spending the entire weekend at a friends house. There were 5 people in the house, 3 dogs and a cat, and it was actually fun. Something I'm not normally used to. I can't even remember what we did Friday...Oh yeah, we went to see my friend's cousin who had just had a baby. HE'S SOOOOOOO ADORABLE!!!! I told her she needs to have more so that I don't have to have any, I can just come and play with her babies. But he was so precious, he was a wild sleeper in my arms.

Saturday, we went to East Texas, came back, and went to Maxwell's, which is supposed to be like a more sophisticated club, an older crowd. Although you have to be 23 to get in. Uhhhh, I hadn't been there before, but I wanted to look nice, cuz, it was a more sophisticated club. And so the capri jeans I wanted to wear did not go with the shirt I wanted to wear. Well..................when we got there, I couldn't believe how dressed down people were. Well, there weren't that many. But I was disappointed to see this one chick in a plain tank top and some jean shorts and flip flops. I was like I could've kept the capri jeans on. And I was upset that it was $20 to get in, but they did stay open till 4.

So, they had about 3 different places where they were playing music, and it just seemed like everybody knew everybody, or everybody was together, it was kinda boring. We went outside, where they played a lot of old school , 90's stuff, and this dude in all white, almost lookin like a skinny Juvenile was dancing, giving us lap dances, giving us dap, and I told my friends that he would be great blog material (and hence, here he is). He was cute, but he was smoking a black (which I have done in the past but ONLY on occasion and ONLY when I went to the club). But I had a feeling he smoked often.

These 2 other guys come by, and talk to us, mostly about our chests. Telling us we were intimidating people with our wealth. And apparently a girl told my friend she wished she had chi chi's like hers (she's like a FF or GG). But these guys were talking to us, and the white outfit guy was kinda upset. And then one of these dudes thought I was being mean(I found out later his name was Johnny) and didn't want my friend to talk to him. And I said uhhh no, his cigarette was 2 cm from my eye, that's why I made a face. But he later asked me to dance, and then my friends pulled me away.

The nice thing though was, #1, I could've sworn I saw Tony Rock, Dirk from the CW's All of Us, and Chris Rock's brother. When he passed by again, I realized it was him, I stopped him and shook his hand and said nice to meet you Mr. Rock, and he was like, "ohhh Mr. Rock is my father, call me Tony." So, he was nice. And near the end of the night, the flower man passed by me, asked me where my man was and I said I don't know cuz I don't know him. And he was like awwww that's a shame, and gave me a BEAUTIFUL red rose. So I had fun. Sunday, we just sat around, watching music videos and other videos on You Tube. And I came home late, my eyes were crossing I was so tired. And today, someone was mad cuz I didn't call them. I fell asleep instead. That's another blog post.

Monthly update?

Ok, I said I would post more than once a month, but so far, that's been a bust. Some stuff has happened since my last post. In fact, a week after my last post, I finally did my first story. That aired. On a real tv station. I was happy, and told any and everybody. And only 2 days before I was wondering if I would EVER get to do a story.

The day after that, I get a note that the man that hosts the show before mine had a heart attack. So I ended up doing an hour and a half show for almost a month. It's hard enough to do a good show, find some good stories for the morning. But with an hour and a half, I basically used everything I could find, and then some. Gave the weatherman all the time he wanted, and let them banter.
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My ex is kinda back in my life. He im's me everyday, telling me about his business, and how he wants to date but doesn't want to date. And then had the nerve to say we might end up getting back together one day. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm if I have anything to do with it, it's not happening. Sorry if you're reading this.