Yesterday I was hanging with my friend Shades taking some photos & talking shit like normal. Before I got ready to go, he was surprised with these wonderful red balloons by his boo.
When I saw the balloons, I got all excited & we had a little red balloon photo session. Later, I revealed my secret red balloon fantasy, which I cannot share here in this public forum. Just let your imagination run wild.
I want my boo to surprise me with some red balloons. Some really big red balloons!
Sometimes I wonder if my toys could talk, what would they say to me. Would they say hey boo?
Why I’m not getting the new iPhone 3g:
So for the record, AT&T is a bitch! Today I spent 10 minutes on the phone with a sales person trying to figure out my bill & minute plan. My minute plan is 59.99 per month for 900 minutes & I had early nights & weekends, which is 8.99 per month (now cancelled). I also found out that I have like 6000 roll over minutes. The real kicker is that I’m paying over 10 bucks in taxes!!!!!! I guess I need to start reading my bill. I tried to get a cheaper plan but the next step down was 450 minutes for 39.99 per month, which is not enough because my average over the last 4 months was 407. Basically I could get ate alive in overage fees & I am not willing to risk that. So I will continue to get raped by AT&T until this damn contract is up. ………….
I am however, going to get the Mobile Me service offered by Apple. It looks cool & worth the 100 bucks for convenience. With all this said, I still have the right to back peddle & get the iPhone 3g.
Caption Me
Oooh, oooh oooh, me first: I couldn’t take it no mo’ so I had to cut that nigga!
“Started with a rhyme from old ancient times.
Decedents of warlocks, witches with ill glitches.
Children of the matrix be hittin’ them car switches.
Seen some Virgin Virgos hanging out with Venus Bitches.”
Erykah Badu – “Twinkle” 2008
Reporting live from my Thursday night (much needed after an intense week) basement jump off! Lyrics from Erykah Badu’s latest album are now starting to make since to me. Maybe it’s the 3 glass of Chardonnay tonight or maybe because I have not stopped listening.
Who else is addicted to this joint? And can hip–hop really be bigger than a nigga???
Unrelated note:
If you are lover of blue cheeses I highly recommend picking up Gorgonzola Dolce. It is very mild yet very flavorful, perfect with fruit & fun when enjoyed with your favorite toys!
When I’m alone & bored with my camera nearby, strange things can & do occur.
I’m putting myself on a new toy suspension until April 08′, well unless something really cool comes out. This is new little fetish has become quite addictive & now the girls want in ever since I gave them little figures for Kwanzaa.
A few weeks ago, I got the kids a new iMac so that I could keep them off my shit and out of my office. I had been planning the purchase for a while and they knew it and was excited about it. Their excitement only grew after I took them to the Apple store to have a look at it.
So, since I work for a university, I can get a decent educational rate on computers and I mos def took advantage of this to save myself like 400 bucks for their 20’ iMac. While I was making their purchase, I decided to by the new Mac “Leopard” operating system to install on my Macbook Pro, which was priced pretty low.
At the time of purchase, I was way to busy to slow down to upgrade my Macbook Pro, so I decided to hold off on this until school was out. Well since the semester is over and time is more abundant, last night I decided to make that upgrade happen.
I started the process around 10pm and it finished close to like 12 or so I thought. After waiting for 2 hours plus, the install turned out to be a total flop, and my laptop was dead. I tried restarting it but nothing worked. I then hopped on my desktop (PC) to see what the issue could be and I found some help files on the Apple support site, which I tried.
The Apple support site detailed 3 options and I tried them all but to no avail. I then called tech support only to find out that they were closed for the night, but would be back open at 9am. At this point it was 130am, and I was tired as hell, so I hit the sack.
I woke up 1st thing this morning, washed my ass, brushed my teeth, dropped the girls off @ school, and got to work @ 9 and the first thing on my mind was calling tech support to get my issue resolved.
It’s now 915am and I am on hold for a representative. After being on hold for 10 minutes, “Nate” comes on the line, asking me my name and serial number. I gave him my info, then he asked what my problem was and I quickly gave him the rundown.
He then asked me to do some shit that I already tried, such as removing the battery, hitting buttons, and some other shit. I was like I already did this, what else can be done to resolve this issue. He then told me to “Google a solution”. To that I said “excuse me, is this Apple tech support?” He was like yeah, then I was like then “what the hell are you asking me to Google for, what did I pay your ass to do. I need a solution!” He was like, there is nothing that I can do and “I suggest that you Google for a solution or go the nearest Apple store and visit the ‘Genius Bar’.” I then said, “you know what, you are a stupid non-helpful ass bitch”, then I slammed that damn phone in his bitch ass face. (Yes I did!!!)
When he told me to Google, I just fucking almost, no I did lose it. Talk about fucked up customer service.
In general, I hate calling tech support because you always either get an (east) Indian call center and talk to an Indian man named “Jim” with marginal to poor English (WTF) or you get a call center in the US staffed with stupid ass people like Nate’s dumb ass.
So after I got my mind back right, I went online and made myself a 545pm appointment at the “Genius Bar” at my local mall. I was kinda nervous about the appointment because last time I was there, I had to snap on this dumb fuck assisting me when my iPhone was acting up.
It’s now 503pm and I just left my Brotherlock retightening appointment and I am speeding to get to the mall so that I could get this fucking laptop straight. I made it to the appointment by the hair on my nose and when I walked up, they called my name. And just as my luck would have it, I got the same guy that I went off on a few weeks ago, so in the back of my mind, I was like, all shit, here we go……………
As I step up to the corner, I pull my laptop out of my beat up Coach messenger bag and told “Toby” by problem. He was like, oh I bet it is a quick fix. He then hooked it up to some shit and he told me that I should be all set in 20 minutes. This made me feel so much better and I used those 20 minutes to pick up Suite Suzy’s birthday gift (I’m a quick shopper). The gift I got her will really surprise her and I know she will love it. In fact I think it will be her best friend.
After my mini shopping spree, I headed back to the Apple store to get my baby back. Toby looked at me, smiled and told me that I was all set! I put my baby back in the beat up Coach messenger bag and hit the road headed home.
So far I am digging the new OS and I like the interface, I just hate that I had to go through so much drama.
BTW, I got my grade for my ENG comp class and got an A-! I was a little down about the – it is better than a B+.
I’ve been spending way too much time online looking for fun new toys but it is so fun to do. Here is my latest friend “Fruit”. I am finding that my kids are wanting to hang out in my home office more than usual. I know it’s because they want to play with my toys, which are so off limits unless I am right there watching to make sure nothing gets damaged.
You see my kids have this unique ability to only break my things. I must protect my friends from their grabby & sticky hands. They are my toys & I don’t wanna share.
Wait a minute, I sound like some bratty as 6 year old. Oh well…
Recently, I started to collect little designer vinyl toys (I’m sure you noticed). I tend to run collect lot of things but since I was in high school, I have collected small Black angles. Some favorites in my collection are designed by Thomas & Ami Blackshear, but I have one Angel named Moxy by a designer unknown to me (the store did not have a box or designer information when I purchased him) that I have had since 1994 & he has always been on my nightstand watching over me.
About 8 years ago, I accidentally knocked him over & he went crashing to the ground. Luckily, his body stayed in tact but his wings were broken in 2 places. The breaks were pretty clean so I was able to piece him back together & once I did, he became much more precious to me.
When Suite Suzy & I started dating, she found a really cute chair for Moxy to sit in & it was so perfect. Although the chair was perfect, I had to be careful to make sure that he did not fall off. Looking back, I should have put some double-sided sticky tape so that he was temporarily more stationary.
Anyway, a few weeks ago, Suite Suzy was fighting Amelia as she was throwing one of her terrible two tantrums & in the midst of the battle between mother & baby, Moxy’s chair was accidentally knocked over & he went crashing to the ground once more.
I was downstairs when it happed & as soon as I heard the crash, I shouted out, I hope that is not Moxy!!!!!!!!!! Olivia quickly shouted out yessssssssssssss. My heart sank as I rushed up the stairs to see my precious angle shattered once more.
Luckily, the breaks are the same as before but for some reason, I am reluctant to piece him back together. Since he’s been broken, he has been hanging out on the kitchen island, waiting for me to make up my mind.
I really don’t know what to do, but I know I miss waking up & seeing him looking peacefully up at me.