Stacey: I always say, and no one believes me, but I'm the most intolerant, judgmental person in the world until... well you know the rest.
Nina: You know what I think? I think your mind is so full of grey that you put everything into little black and white boxes just to filter and organize your shit out.
Stacey: Huh.
Nina: Yeah.
Stacey: Well.
Nina: Mmhmm
Stacey: That's pretty astute Nina. I like that.
Nina: That's why we're best friends!
Stacey: It really is!
Michon: "My name is Michon, and I've been here a year and a half, and I don't have nothin' short to say about me!"
John (supervisor): "She never does."
Us: *laughs*
De-Von: "My name is De-Von, I've been here since Oct '07, my favorite color is blue-"
Michon: "-Stacey. Your favorite color is Stacey! And on company time he has an ongoing love affair with Stacey."
Stacey: "Huh? See, don't start no rumors!"
De-Von: "-I don't like fish, and I like-"
Stacey: "Then I don't know if we're going to get along."
John (supervisor): "What's happening here!?"
Chris: "I'm just going to go ahead and go. My name is Chris..."
Me: You should have said you were me, you probably would have gotten a discount.
Mom: Why?
Me: Umm, cause I'm awesome?
Mom: You ugly too.
Me: I'm your daughter!
Mom: You're still ugly!
Me: Everyone says I look just like you!
Mom: They LIE!
Me: HEY!
Mom: Hee!
I worked 10.5 hours at Cabelas today.
I have tomoorrow off, but it will consist of moving to Omaha, going to see Merrkan Gangstahzz with Jarvis, trying to fit in taking my niece driving, HEROES-A-THON!, and anything else that I missed this week/won't have time for next week.
I'm working on a credit post, because y'all seriously need to know, but here's a quick lesson.
Umm.. if you don't pay your bill for two months, don't be surprised when they shut your card off. Especially when you don't call us and let us know why you haven't paid. Call your credit card companies y'all, get to know them and make them know who you are. Don't think "Oh no, I've already missed my due date, I'm just not going to pay it." Because I'll let you in on a secret.
DUE DATES DON'T EXIST!
There is only the date of which your cycle closes, and I've seen it bit way too many people on the butt. That's for later, but first this:
"What's your wife's name?"
"LaShonda."
"LaShonda? Is she black?"
"Yeah."
"Huh."
"What?"
"Aren't you a little too dark to have a black wife?"
and this:
"Do you ever wish you were a little taller so your fat would distribute more evenly?"
"Yeah, but I'd have to grow like, a foot!"
"Yeah, you'd be 6'7", but your body would be lean!"
And that's it. See y'all later!
Me: Well ma'm, I'm not sure just yet, but let's find out and get you fixed up.
Her: Fine! I couldn't log into my account so I changed my password. After that I clicked on the button to confirm my email and I entered in the PayPal email ID at the bottom of the email and it wouldn't work.
Me: Ummm... (Now let me remind you to look at the title, and then remember that I've been training for a month and I've been doing a good job. What this means for you is that I've never heard of this "PPEMAILID" thing she's talking about, and if it were something important I would have.)
Her: Here, I'll do it again.
Me: No, don't do anything yet, give me some time to research the issue and then-
Her: I don't have time for this, I've already clicked the button to send me a new email. It says your new password has been set. I have AOL so I copied and pasted and now... it's asking me to change my password again! I have to change my password?
Me: No ma'm, the email confirmation has nothing to do with your password. When you click on "confirm email" what does it say?
Her: It says I'll get an email, which I got. Then it says if I can't click the link -which I can't cause I'm on AOL- enter the PPEMAILID number and that's what I did.
Me: It says "Enter the PPEMAILID"?
Her: YES! And I did and it won't work.
Me: What was the subject of the email you received?
Her: It says "You have changed your password" and that's the email with the ID and it's making me change my password again! This is ridiculous!
Me: Ma'm, that's not the correct email, please stop changing your password, that isn't necessary. Now I know you said you had an AOL email address. The confirm emails and the password emails come from different addresses. We're going to make sure you have PayPal approved. First, please go to-
Her: No, I don't have time for this, I just changed my email again and I'm entereing in the PPEMAILID and-
Me: Wait, no, please stop changing your password. If you would-
Her: IT WON'T WORK! Why won't it confirm my email?
Me: Ma'm, on the confirm email page, what does it say?
Her: It said to enter in the PPEMAILID.
Me: Can you read it to me? From the beginnning?
Her: "Step 1: You will receive an email from PayPal
Step 2: Click the link in the email" umm, then it says something about if you don't have access to the link click here but then it says-
Me: What does it say about if you don't have access to the email? Can you click that link for me?
Her: I did click the link, that's where it says to enter in the PPEMAILID.
Me: Does it say that exactly? Can you read that page to me?
Her: It just says to enter the PPEMAILID and press submit.
Me: What does it say exactly? Please read it to me.
Her: Enter the code.
Me: That's all it says? I can't see what you're referring to which is why I'm asking.
Her: This is taking too long.
Mer: Ma'am I'm going to try and solve this for you as quickly as possible, please read to me what it says on the page.
Her: It says "Enter in the confirmation code in your email and press submit". I did that and-
Me: Where does it mention the PPEMAILID?
Her: Well it doesn't, but that's the code their talking about.
Me:
Her: I AM SO BUSY!
Me: The PPEMAILID is not the correct code. You should have received an email that said "Confirm your email address". The reason you didn't receive that is because AOL seems to be blocking your emails. If you'd allow me to walk you through the steps to reset it, I'm sure we can get your problem resolved. Now do you see the profile subtab?
Her: I don't have time for this, these people should have been payed by today, I'm sick of this. Look, I'm just going to add a bank account.
Me: Oh no, ma'm please don't do that, it's going to require additional-
Her: Why do I have to wait 3-4 business days to do this?!
Moral of the story: If you think you might possibly at some time want to buy something off of eBay, or might use PayPal, sign up for an account now and confirm it and get verified.
Don't bid on 5 seven day auctions, and then try to frantically send money when you win all of them at the same time. Especially when you know it's going to take a few business days to completely verify and confirm your account. The only time it won't is in currently limited circumstances.
Blog readers: But Sticky? We didn't know it would take that long!
Well you do now people! Buck up, and stop yelling at me!
On the plus side I got two customer compliments and my phone scores are through the roof!
Back to the grindstone, I hope you all are well.
"Was there a solution in there somewhere?"
"A solution? I'm not saying that, I'm just saying-"
"You're just saying that evidently I look like crap everyday even though you don't see me-"
"Naw, just your head, I-"
"so I take it you have some plan of action to help rectify that? Actually, before you present that plan I'd like you to take the following things into acct.
Of the 24 hours of the day, I spend about 5-6 actually sleeping. The rest are either consumed in getting ready for work, doing my daily 2 hour commute to and from work, or being at work. All of this has caused me some bodily stress which has made me itch so badly I had to start taking an allergy medication. I need a perm, but I can't get one until I stop itching so I can stop scratching which is finally this week.
So you're telling me that if I take more time worrying about my appearance -which is actually pretty good since I do shower and brush my teeth everyday and put on clean clothes, in addition to matching scarves or fashionable hoodies- I could possibly get a boyfriend that I don't have time to keep?
Yeah, I need you to reevaluate that plan, okay? It's got a few holes, you look at it and get back to me."
"Don't you get smart with me girl."
ps. I MISS YOU GUYS AHHH!!!
Carolyn (the operator to Boe, the asst fo mgr): Yeah, she said she lost a black purse on Saturday.
Boe: I looked for that black purse on Saturday for about three hours!
Stacey: What? A black person? Cause I was here on Saturday...
Tom (laughing): We found another one Stacey!
Stacey: I was about to say! Are there more? I might need to call her and set up a meeting.
Tom: In all of Nebraska, there's just you two.
Carolyn: Oh no! I'm so sorry, I'm sooooo sorry!
Stacey: Hee! I'm just playing Carolyn, I know what you meant, it just sounded funny.
Boe: *looks confused*
Stacey (goes back to desk): I could ask her how her day was.
Tom (under his breath but directed towards me): 'So what's that like working at the Embassy? Don't you love that covert discrimination?'
Stacey: Now now Tom.
Tom: Ha! I'm a bastard aren't I?
Stacey: Stirrin' up trouble!
Sometimes I love my job.
Also, how come our local university homeless guy is getting fat? Should I be happy that he's eating, or sad that he can use his charm to get people to buy him food, but he can't use it to get a job? Discuss!
Me: In October
Nina: When in October?
Me: Umm.. actually, you was lucky I got October, hold on and let me check.
Nina: Being all general and shit. Her birthday is... this year.
Me: Shut up! I knew more than you did!
Nina: And it was last year too.
Me: You know what?
Nina: And it will be next year! And guess what!?
Me: What? Wait, it couldn't possibly be-
Nina: It's going to be the year after that!
Me: WHAT?! B-but how can that be?
Nina: I know, it's strange but true.
Me: That's amazing! What a country we live in!
Nina: *snickers*
Me: What if I was like that? Every year? God bless America!
Nina: He gets on my nerves! You know when I get sleepy or tired I don't care what I watch. So when I'm watching like, The Cosby Show and I fall asleep, I'll wake up and some Jimmy Neutron shit will be on. So we always rag on each other because of the shows we watch and he said, "I thought we had some child ghosts living here, cause every morning I'd come out and the tv would be on some cartoons".
Me: HA! The youthful undead had to get their Fairly Odd Parents fix?
Nina: Yeah, and then I was yelling at him about his stupid video games and he said, "You watch a show with a talking french fry and a shake".
Me: Aww see, that ain't right.
Nina: He was getting me good girl.
Nina: Did you see that Osama video?
Me: You mean that Nice 'N' Easy video?
Nina: Hahaha "Nice 'N' Easy"?
Me: With that old dark John Freida hair, that fool trying to swing his locs on tv talking about a Jihad against graying temples.
Nina: You stupid!
Me: Then I heard that evidently it's a practice by Muslim Leaders and thought Islam was just an elaborate ploy to keep L'Oreal in business.
Nina: But did you see the video though? How did this fool have after effects in his video? Zooming and swiping-
Me: Some video hos in the back!
Nina: Yeah, this fool got a MySpace and we still can't find him.
Me: Hee! I bet the real video had an intro that started out all "**starts humming college gameday song** DA DADADA DA DA DAAAAAAAA And coming to you live all the way from- whoops, almost had me there!
Nina: Girl! uh uh uh, you won't fool me that easily!
Me: it's OSAMA sama sama BIN bin bin-</i>
Nina: Ha haha.
Him: No, wait-
Me: No, it's dumb, and I need you to never say that ever again.
Him: I'm just saying-
Me: You wouldn't let him read it because you didn't think he would know the words?
Him: Yeah, but-
Me: And not because he's 12, but because he's black? Because 12 year old white kids have such a strong handle on Shakespeare?
Him: Look, stop trying to be all militant with me, I'm just saying it's a fact that black kids have a tougher time reading than white kids.
Me: Where? Where is that a fact?
Him: It is a fact, and there's nothing wrong with that because there are reasons. Like slavery, and stuff.
Me:
Him: Don't look at me like that, you know I'm right.
Me: So you decided to discriminate against this child because of your so called fact?
Him: No, I just didn't want him to feel embarrassed.
Me: Because he may or may not have been predisposed to the fact of black Shakesperean illiteracy in teenagers? So you were doing him a favor, by not giving him a chance?
Him: Whatever, I don't even know why I tell you these things.
Me: So you can get validation from a person of color about your stupid facts. You know what else is a fact? White men have very slow reaction times when someone is about to kick them in the crotch.
Him: Stacey!
Me: Ooh look! Another myth debunked!
And sometimes I love my job.
Well, the people at my job (and by love I mean, generally tolerate for ridiculous offline stupid_free entertainment), this had nothing to with work, but an upcoming summer day camp thing one of my coworkers is doing. He came to me all proud that he'd spared the black kid the embarrassment of having to read and put him instead on something technical where he could use his hands.
Seriously, what's wrong with people? And that wasn't where the festivities ended, there was well intentioned mysogony ("The narrator has to be male so people will listen."), general child hatred ("I mean really, how hard is imabic pentameter? Can't they count to five?" "I'm sure the white boys can, not sure about the others though." "You're not funny.") and slight homophobia ("There's no way Hamlet was ever meant to be secretly gay, he was written as a real man.").
And y'all wonder why I'm so mad all the time.
Her: Yeah, about that...
Stix: What? About what?
Her: The being a random lesbian part? I have something I need to tell you.
Stix: Huh.
Additionally,
Him: He says he only did it because he was drunk.
Me: Yeah, drunk on gayness.
And finally,
It will all make sense over the next couple of days. Maybe.
- I'm feeling kind of::
mischievous
Me: Reservations, this is Stick, how may I help you?
Them: Yes, my name is John Q.
Me: Hello, how can I help you?
Them: I work for Pfizer in the animal health division.
Me: ...
Them: ...
Me: Okay, were you needing to make a reservation?
Them: Well I'm coming in to work with them on a project.
Me: Alright, when are you coming in.
Them: Thursday.
Me: This Thusday?
Them: No!
Me: Okay, what date?
Them: Well I'm coming in November.
Me: Okay, which Thursday in November...
and so on. You see, I know that these people think that I spent all day awaiting their call and thus should be in tune to their needs, and as long as they're willing to be patient with me while I break down that shell of willful egoism and superiority then I'm fine.
What I hate, absolutely is people who are not prepared and then try to act like they're in some huge rush.
Me: Thank you for calling reservations this is Sticky, how may I help you?
Them: Yes, I'm John Q, I'm a Hilton Honors member, stay there all the time and I need a room for Thursday.*
(*this is good and bad. Letting me know upfront you are an honors member is good because I know a) I have your address info on hand, b) you've stayed here before and you know what you're doing. The "I stay there all the time" sucks because they think that I remember who they are and because of that they don't need to give me any information. Not even when I ask.)
Me: Okay, well our computers are going a little slow, but I'll do my best to make it as quick as possible for you. You're coming in this Thursday?
Them:(SIGH) yes.
Me: The rate is $XXX, do you have your Hilton Honors number available.
Them: No, but just look it up, I'm there just about every week*
(* 1. I don't work at the front desk so I never see you. 2. You make these reservations at the front desk usually which means I don't make them. 3. I only slightly remember you, but what I do remember at this very moment is that you have a stupid name on your honors card which is a) wrong, and b) you won't get fixed which makes it impossible to "look you up". This all means that without letting you know I had to go to a random football date, look up your reservation and copy your number from that. It took me three games to find you and our computers are slow.)
Me: Okay, our computers are a bit slow, but give me just a sec and I'll pull you up.
Them: You can't just take my name and credit card number and get it to me?*
(* Don't do this. Come on y'all, don't be this stupid and don't let other people think you're this stupid. For me to copy your cc# on a random piece of paper and you have no way of knowing whether I'm in the local, regional, or national office, what my name is, or anything about me and you want to just leave your number and get back to me? Dumb.)
Me: (I have pulled up his acount by now and am just tired of dealing with him) Alright, I've found your account all I need is your credit card number.
Them: They don't have it in their already? *
(* The reason they don't have it in there is because each time I tell you to go online or call HHonors and tell them to put it on your account you say okay but you never do it. And no I won't do it for you!)
Me: No sir, but you can go on-
Them: Yeah whatever, the number is XXX-XXX-XXXX-XX
Me: Alright, we ask that any changes and cancellations be made by
Them: Yeah, I know, thanks, bye.
*Click*
Lovely.
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amani87: sounds like a personal problem!1:52 PM me: It is a problem of all women so therefore it is a problem we share... together
Jasmine: my boobies aren't sore.
1:53 PM and i'm pre-menstrual.
me: They're more tingly
mine are
Jasmine: because yours are ginormous.
me: Hee!
They are Jas, they really are
Jasmine: lol.
1:54 PM i don't know what i'd do if i had tig ol' bitties.
i admire all of you who do.
strong women.
me: Hee!
(.)(.)
Jasmine: oh, my.
that symbol always freaks me out. who has nipples that low?
1:55 PM me: Some people do Jas, some people do...
I'm very repeaty today
(*)(*)
Jasmine: that's not much better.
me: See? That's just not realistic
Jasmine: you couldn't even wear a low cut shirt!
me: (+)(+)
Jasmine: lol.
me: HA!
Jasmine: i've come the conclusion that boobies are gross.
1:56 PM me: Hee!
I'm totally posting this, right now
Me: Okay, may I ask what's bringing me into the area?
Lady: I'm coming in for Ribfest.
Me: In June?
Lady: Yes, it's June 26th
Me: I don't think so, it's normally in August.
Lady: No, I'm positive it's in June.
Me: I'm going to check on the internet for the exact dates. They may have changed the dates, but it's pretty standard for it to be in August.
Lady: Look, I don't understand why you won't just make me a reservation for the dates I asked for! I am coming in for ribfest which is in June and-
Me: It's in August ma'm, I'm looking at the website right now. Are you sure it's not Americruise you're coming to?
Lady: Oh! Yes, thanks!
Lesson of the day: I may not know about weddings, meetings, stupid conferences, or businesses, BUT I WILL ALWAYS KNOW WHEN RIBFEST IS!
Dangit, besides Juneteenth it's the only time of the year we come out in the sun!
Additionally, because I'm bored:
Lady: Can you tell me a little about your hotel? I hear you have a zoo, I didn't know you had a zoo, can you tell me about that?
Me: It's... yes, we have a zoo.
Lady: Oh
Me: Yesh. I- uhh... and with that package you can get tickets to the Children's museum.
Lady: You have a Children's Museum? Can you tell me more about that?
Me: It's... a children's museum. Umm, it's one of the top in the country?
Lady: So all of your hotels include breakfast? And it's fully cooked to order, right? Can you tell me more about that?
Me: I'm going to transfer you to the front desk...
BF
me:11:44 AM I don't know if you checked the blog, but I am currently obsessed with this song called Fantasy by Timbaland.
It's basically like what Promise by Ciara should have been
And it's totally like, my sex song
So I'm thinking if for some reason my husband decides to lose his mind
Christopher: I have no idea on either
me: and requests a threesome
11:45 AM Christopher: It'd have to be with Ciara?
me: We can just have sex to Fantasy, and it will basically be the same thing
Because that's how hott that song is.
Here, I made a mini playlist, I'll link it.
11:47 AM (can you see the imeem playlist? It should work on any comp)
11:48 AM Christopher:
11:49 AM Yeah that works11:51 AM Oooh I don't like whatever they've done to that poor girl's voice.
She sounds in pain
me: Which one?
Christopher: The second one.
me: I love it! Not pain, but the throws of passion!
Christopher: First one I got a bit bored...
me: It's like.. she's wailing, and trying to keep it together, but she can't.
Christopher: I can see how I would get confused
11:52 AM me: The first one has elements that I enjoy, but the second one just... it's perfection to me
Christopher: She's not wailing, they've added about two lays to her voice.
me: Not even the words, but the flow of them, the voice, the bass, the music, the rhythm, everything together
Christopher: Tinny ass layers
me: I think it's just enough
Like any more it would suck, any less it wouldn't be impactful
11:54 AM Christopher: All sounds a bit heatless to me
Maybe we want different things out of sex Sticks.
Besides the obvious.
me: The Ciara one would be better if she didn't start talking
11:55 AM I don't think it's about heart though, it's more about wanting it right then and just not caring
Letting go of preconceived notions and filters and just being raw
That's why I like the voice, it is as raw as her emotions are
Of course I'm a nun so really this is all "the donut is sweet though I've never had one"
Christopher: I love overproduction but I think that's past my limit to be honest.
11:56 AM me: I think that's a lot to do with it, I like the chaotic nature of the thing, I like the [busyness]
and at the heart of this [busyness] is just a girl who really really wants to get laid
I think that's my life... except without the whole "um, can you marry me first?" thing
11:57 AM Christianity is hard
- I'm feeling kind of::
.
Them: Really? The 2nd?
Me: Yeah
Them: What was the first?
Me: Future/Sex Love/Sounds
- I'm feeling kind of::
. - You should listen to::Timbaland - Fantasy
A Conversation:
Him: That's why you have no voice. You spend all day talking normal, and then as soon as you get around your friends you start in with the slang crap. Why don't you just be yourself?
Me: You have no idea what you just said do you?
Him: What?
Me: Are you freaking kidding me?
Him: WHAT? It's just totally weird the way you slip in and out of that put on black girl voice-
Me: I need you to stop talking right now and I need you most importantly to look at the privileged, entitled, whiteness of what you JUST said.
Him: Whiteness? Stacey there has never been an issue of race between us-
Me: Until JUST NOW. And there are always issues of race between us-
Him: Not that we couldn't talk out though!
Me: Oh we're gonna talk this out. We're going to start with you telling me why that was an assinine statement you just made.
Him: Look, here's what I meant.
Me: I know what you meant, I don't care, I want you to examine how you said it.
Him: It's just that when you're at work you talk one way, but when you are around your white friends you talk almost the same way only more casual which is fine and expected, right? But then you get around your black friends and start in with the slang and the loudness and I just don't see why you can't be yourself.
Me: What do you know about myself?
Him: What does that even mean?
Me: You know my Mama, you know the people I surround myself with, you know my church folk and my family. What is it that's making you think any of it is an act?
Him: Because you're smarter than that.
Me: I am smarter, but not smarter than Black people-
Him: That's not what I-
Me: and the way I talk has nothing to do with my intelligence. Except to white people. White people who are so used to hearing each other that they try to make everyone be like them lest they have to branch out and learn something.
Him: Damn Stacey, I wasn't even trying to make it that deep.
Me: You made it that deep when you accused me of being a moron. Everyday in the life of a black person in a white world is a facade. Trying to adapt and be accepted yet also trying to be unique in a way that's positive, and instead of white people recognizing the effort it takes to be like them, they accuse us of being wannabes.
I am the product of a woman and man born out of the fields of Oklahoma. I was raised around children who grew up speaking a language they learned by doing and not by study. By giving me education they weren't teaching me math and facts, they were teaching me how to live in a world that ultimately can't stand the site of me and how to succeed.
And there are times where it makes me sick to my very stomach, so if I feel the need to get around some of my people and just say whatever I feel like no matter what kind of nonsense it is then that's my perogative and you have no say in the matter.
But I'll tell you this, it's not because I'm trying to act black, it's because I'm tired of acting white.
Him: Well shit, I'm sorry.
Me: You know better.
Him: I do now, I'm sorry. I still disagree on some points, but we can talk about that later.
Me: Yeah, we can.
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BF
- I'm feeling kind of::
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cattiva7784: Do you think I should become a lesbian?StickyKeys: Naw girl, you'd fall in love with those hood lesbians, and hood lesbians ain't no good. They'll break your heart and steal your clothes.
- I'm feeling kind of::
good
amani87: And now, a conversation:
(I'm also using this as a platform to complete the 2nd 10 things meme that Truck is making me do. You'll learn ten new things about me, promise! I don't have junk to kick, Truck, stop plannning!)
me: And when you get time,
WHO IS IT?: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v9l5rCER
She's the black Gwyneth* for me.
*(Paltrow that is. I have a thing with Gwenyth where I hate her and everything she stands for, but dangit if I don't enjoy just about everything she's ever put out. Including Chris Martin and Apple.)Jacob: WHO IS IT?
Just got there.
me: Ha!
watch the rest then report back.
Jacob: the song actually gets okay once they start dancing and she hugs herself
me: Yeah, the harmonies are good, until she gets to the end
but then the dancing starts and it's awesome only because it will be my new workout for the next three weeks
Jacob: love how you literally cannot tell Michelle and Kelly from the thousand background dancers
me: and Solange!
Jacob: If I tried to do the drop down dance I would literally kill myself.
I have been trying since Cycle 3.
me: You have to stretch
And preferrably have someone to catch you
Jacob: I LOVE WHEN SHE DOES THE ROBOT SHIT WITH HER HEAD
me: Hee!
Jacob: Every song, Beyonce! DO IT!
me: I'm being told Beyonce did a cover of Kissing You, and she added lyrics!
Jacob: What the fuck is this song about?
me: Ha!
Jacob: I didn't make sense when it started but it just lost it all.
me: It's about her gettin' bodied Jacob, derr
Jacob: touch your heel touch your toe
WTF
LOVE THIS
Whatever girl, do it.
me: I know, right? Gettin' it!
Jacob: Once she started touching her heel I was like, "This is so good."
me: When she was in Lincoln she stil couldn't dance
so she was all over the place, but I'm happy to see she's getting it together
Jacob: She is so weird, Stacey.
Like how she's like, "That was fucked up, right? Like you didn't think I would get that weird?"
me: She's a pageant girl without the pageant
Jacob: Her songs are just like somebody dared her to try it now.
"What if in this part you just said body parts for a while?"
"I like how you're saying "tick tick" but could you say it one hundred times in the middle of the song?"
me: She's trying to rebel, but she can't because he dad knows that ish sells
So she dates JayZ
Jacob: That is so true, I agree with that.
me: Exactly, her songs used to be "Because" songs
Like Wayne Brady on Whose Line
Except this was already down on page
"Because I love you you know that I love you because it is in me to love"
Jacob: hahaha
me: Just real juvie type stuff
Jacob: what is it to get bodied?
Do people know what this means?
Will it be revealed later?
me: It's the same as choppin' it up
or rollin in the vip w/Ryan
Jacob: Sounds good to me.
me: You just watched her get bodied
Jacob: I thought that was what that was...
me: gettin bodied is not about the definition, but about the experience
Jacob: But I didn't want to assume.
me: Can you see the wind?
You can't see the wind, but you can see the effects of the wind
Jacob: Haha
There were parts where that looked like the actual truth.
BEyonce like a tree in the wind.
Okay, how about she named her album after a toilet. Why.
me: Actually the funny thing about that?
I have a friend named Audra Day*
Because her grandmother is country
so when someone told me I was like, Oh, that's... sweet
but then I saw it and thought, oh, toilet
and it wasn't even spelled right
but it should give you a nice glimpse of the inside of my mind
Jacob: It's pretty, though.
*(Basically they wanted to name her Audra, but Granny complained that it was too white, so to compromise they called the day on which she was born Audra Day (instead of, you know... Tuesday). I love my people.)me: I'm listening to the Beyonce cover of Kissing You and I want to punch her
she's doing it again...
( And the rest )
- I'm feeling kind of::
giggly
"I think I'm becoming a lesbian.
Really?
"Maybe. Have you ever heard of this "Sarah McLaughlin"?
You are so stupid.
"Have you? She's fantastic!
Are you serious?
"She writes songs that are strong enough for a man-
But made for a woman?
"Who loves other women. Like, these melodious heart songs that tell their secrets directly to my uterus. I feel more fallopian after having listened to her songs.
Fallopian?
"And I've been on a huge Annie Lennox kick.
I don't think that makes you gay.
"Well it doesn't make me not gay evidently. Like, I have no desire to "dive into the muff" as the kids are saying these days, but I feel like maybe I shouldn't wear a bra anymore?
Or maybe tell your boss to stop listening to the easy listening station?
"There's also this Sinead O'Connor crisis- nevermind.
- I'm feeling kind of:: contemplative
D: Hey girl, have you heard of this Lipozene?
S: It's clinically proven to help you lose weight!
D: Shut up, you silly. Do you think it works?
S: I don't kno.
D: But don't you want to try it? I mean, it has a free trial, right?
S: Yeah, but it's for people who have been trying really hard to lose weight and have failed.
D: Well you've been trying really hard to lost some weight.
S: Not really.
D: *laughs*
S: I eat what I want, spend most of my day on the computer or watching tv, and I don't work out.
D: Hush! You know what I'm saying!
S: I know, but like, everyone's on the rush for some quick fix cure all when really? Stop eating so much and exercise. Seriously, it's not that hard.
D: So why don't you do it?
S: LOST is going to be brand new for the next sixteen weeks!
- I'm feeling kind of::
thoughtful
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