procrastination.

How ironic that procrastination has the same number of syllables – five – as anticipation (check the previous post). In attempt to light the fire under my ass (and get my fingers to typing and transcribing!), I’ve changed locations and am out by the pool, but still…nothing. When I was just a youth, I remember […]

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anticipation.

Remember that old Heinz ketchup commercial? Those on-point lyrics, courtesy of Carly? Wait, am I dating myself? For the record, I’m 26 (give or take a few years, maybe even a decade). OK, I think I’ll stop right there. Well, without completely blowing up my own spot, let’s just say that I feel as though […]

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life lesson #2008

Nothing is private. NOTHING. If you’re cheating on your spouse, don’t go sending your secret boo text messages that you don’t want to see scrolling on the CNN ticker. In fact, how about not even picking up your Blackberry? I’m not even sure if it’s safe to send smoke signals. And who knows, in a […]

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damn, it got me!

Whatever that “thing” is that’s going around…well, sadly, it got me. Actually, it got me good. I’m sitting here with deadlines looming and sipping on gangs of Theraflu and Lemon Zinger. Um, like, I’m totally not happy and I’m aching all over. Will check back in once I can climb from up under the covers. […]

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perilous times, I tell you.

The Wire…just, The Wire. Watching Michael and Dukie completely succumb to the streets really jacked me up. Cheese needed to go. Marlo gets off, with all his scrilla, yet he can’t get the corner off his mind. I don’t know about you, but I knew that Freamon and McNulty weren’t going to jail. There was […]

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LIES!

Have you ever gone to the bank to make a deposit or withdrawal only to have the teller damn-near frisk you and request a blood sample so you can gain access to your money? The folks at DMV are no different nor are the cashiers at Pavilions. It seems that everybody just wants to get […]

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Amerykan Idol

In my next life, I’m going to have a voice like Ms. Erykah’s, trust! Bought the new album, for $9.98, from Target on Saturday after chowing down on rice & beans, scallops & plantains, at Versailles. I’m trying to take in each of the 11 tracks, one at a time, as it seems that every […]

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busy is good, yes?

I love the phrase, “feast or famine.” It’s so simple, yet so on-point. Was a tad busy (and a bit too tired) to swing from all of the chandeliers during Grammy weekend, but I did find the strength, and a cute dress to wear, to the Clive Davis party on Saturday night. Alicia Keys performed, […]

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