First things first:
Congrats Alissa and Dejon!! I’m so happy for you sis and I know that you and D will be amazing parents to Kali ♥
Secondly:
Allow me to explain the title before some poor unfortunate soul word to Ursula gets it flipped, twisted and generally confused. Yes, I am young, black and Puerto Rican as well. Bitter though? Nah, more like semi-sweet. Semi-sweetness aside though, that didn’t stop some loser from texting that to me the other day when they were thinkin’ about/denying the fact that they missed me. I thought it was hilarious, but then again, I’m a sick individual.
Anywho.
How goes it to those of y’all who stumble across the blog and read a bit before you continue your search for free porn? Y’all been good? Bueno.
It’s been a minute since I’ve posted anything of substance so I felt like it was time to break my self-imposed silence. Not that y’all care or whatever. Some Anonymous person—*waves* hey sweetie, how ya been?—told me that I should stop blogging because no one cares about what I have to say and a whole bunch of other things designed to “tear me down” and “break my blogging spirit” or some shxt. Long story short: it ain’t work; all it did was piss me the eff off. But it’s all good now, I’m not sweatin’ it. Don’t have the time.
I’ve been a very busy girl lately, which is the main reason I haven’t posted to The (Infamous) Life or any of my other blogs lately. I’ve been looking for a new job cuz this typing gig that I have ain’t cuttin’ it and the writing schedule that Miss Maria has me on is Bonkers yeah, totally nuts.
This job situation? Lawd. Could it get any more reckless?
A couple of weeks ago, I had an interview at this tuxedo shop up the street from Chez Ren, right? Yeah…needless to say that I nailed the interview. However, I didn’t get the job. It went to someone’s frickin’ Meemaw. When I found out I didn’t get the job, I of course asked why they decided to go with Geriatric Woman Number Three instead of me. I was told that it was because she had more experience.
A few things:
1) The hen—I can’t call her a chick as they’re young and she definitely ain’t—that got the job was in charge of guarding the first fire in ancient times. I’m sure that over the course of the many millennia that have passed since then she’s had many jobs which include but aren’t limited to: Pyramid builder, cross maker, Chupacabra wrangler, etc. etc
2) of course her—no disrespect—old ass has more experience than I do
3) Bleh and booooo on their decision. Not too sure how many guys are gonna rent tuxes from a chick hen who reminds them of their grandmother considering how much debauchery they plan on committing during prom night. And they do plan on committing reckless acts of debauchery on prom night. They’re boys. Come on now.
But whateva though, let me touch on my writing, throw on my tracks of the day and be out.
In addition to working on my final rewrite of Cam&&Essence and developing storylines for the THD’s, I’ve started a new project. This one is completely different from anything that I’ve ever written before and I just wanna do a “Goode” job on it. I’ll talk about it in more detail next post, but until then, here’s a bit of tuneage to add to your digital media devices.
First up is “Life of the Responsible 1” by QuESt
off his How Thoughtful project.
His delivery over The Neptunes crafted “I Know” beat is crazy, the lyrics are on point like always, as is his lyrical dexterity. This is just one of the many tracks that makes me anxious for his next project, The Reason.
Next is “Woke Up in a Dream” by Hassani Kwess
off D.R.E.A.M. The Mixtape.
If you personally know me, you know how much I love Kingdom Hearts. If you love Kingdom Hearts, you’re gonna love this track. Not only does Kwess paint you an auditory picture of a Heartless seeking the door to the Light and a Nobody this makes perfect sense to the KH nuts like myself, it’s aight if you ain’t hip, just get that way seeking the same Light, he seamlessly blends the first two KH games with his lyrics. Utada Hikaru’s haunting vocals makes this the perfect song to play whether you’re chillin’ by yourself, beating Guard Armor in Traverse Town’s third district in KH 1 or trying to beat Sephiroth in The Dark Depths in KH 2.
Yes, I’m a dork, I know.
♥
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