Saturday, August 02, 2003

Hey kids! I am currently house sitting and on the flipside working. ITs crazy yo. The house is really nice and they keep telling me to have ppl over and go in the pool so how could i refuse them? Only thing is the weather isnt so nice.

In other news:
I gotta put gas in my car but I am not familiar with this area so I dont know where to get a good deal. There is a station by my house that I go to all the time. I hate going to new gas stations because I dont know where the self serve is and its a tiny area to move around in so its a hassle to turn around especially if its crowded...which could be only 3 cars. Then the pumps could be different. I went to this one and I didnt realize I had to lift the nossel holder thing up, so I'm standing there going, what the hell? And I dont want some weird gas station guy to come over and be like...oh this girl doesnt know what she's doing. I want to be a self sufficient woman...of the future!

My other fear includes going into an elevator for several floors. The reason why is because, what if it breaks and then I have to pee. Then I'm stuck in this tiny box with other people and I cant go in front of them and even if there wasnt anyone else, you pee on the floor and you will see it and smell it. This is a constant reminder of what you did. Then someone gets you out and they will be like...ok you wizzed on the floor? Gross. Then its in the papers and no one talks to me cuz they think I'll pee in their elevator.
But I take the risk anyway cuz I dont want to walk up 20 floors. Then I'd be all sweaty by the time I got to where I needed to be.

What a dilema?

Wednesday, July 30, 2003

Once again I found myself in front of a tv. Imagine that? And MTV has this basketball show and this white guy is on it and his name is White Chocolate. And I thought....'how unoriginal. There was nothing else he could think of?' There are no good names for white ppl doing things that are considered to be "black," people dont want to work that hard anymore to get something new. Then I thought..."hmm what would my name be?"

BAM

It hit me. Chalk. My name would be Chalk. Rapper/bball player...or better yet playa.
Word
Chalk in da hizzzzzouse! Gonna write all up in your FACE!

Monday, July 28, 2003

Awhile ago my mom asked me, "You know what would be a good name for a dog?"
I sat on the couch waiting to hear the answer.
"Booger"
Then she laughed and we started to call to an invisible dog named booger for the next 5 minutes.

Yvone: Feel free to bother me once you get to ithaca.

Sunday, July 27, 2003

When I dont post, I dont do it to upset the people, I do it because I have nothing to comment on. And then, BOOM today, I get myself some material by just looking outside. Allow me to explain...

I'm sure the people up the block had nothing but good intentions when they bought their two children bikes to ride on. They thought it would be constant smiles and screams of happiness would come out of their mouths from the hair whipping their faces as they went down a hill. Well, today, not so much. I finished my shower and was getting dressed in my room upstairs when I heard screams of temper tandrum. I hear, "Get away from me!" So naturally I look out the window. There on the street a child in over the shoulder of his dad. The dad wasnt trying to fight back or reason with him. He was just carrying him as he screamed "HELP!" "MOMMY!" and "NO!!!"
Now at first I thought....hmmm maybe this is a kidnapper who doesnt care if he gets caught since he lets the kid scream. Maybe he wants us to think he's the dad. But then behind them was the mom with the other kid, riding slowly behind, trying to avoid the danger of the little boy. Either way it was bad news. You either got screaming kid, angry/frustrated parent. Or kidnaps and the lady was just helping out.

Oh the wonder of children.