slow suffering

I can't sleep when I'm tired; can't eat when I'm hungry; can't focus when I study. I can't function without you; without you I can't function... My mind is a maze; a maze that leads nowhere.
I need a  guide; need you by my side. Just need you; to hold me, love me, rub me. To say and do the things you say you do so well; kiss my lips, grab my hips; and then it slips. Into the  softness that you know so well; so well...

Oh, well

SINgle and Ready 2 Mingle

Surprise, Suprise...

It"s official, I"m available.

Boys be ware...

Ladies....don"t dare.

It"s been a while, but I"m not that

Desperate.

Please, ask no questions about my now lasped

Engagement.

Unless you just gotta, then... whatever.

So, to all you (available) males out there

and You know who u are;

Hit me up.

You know this is a lot cheaper than eHarmony and Match.com.

Who knew rejection cost so much?!

I think its only fitting that I change the theme and title of my blog.

Any suggestions?

Eh, maybe later.

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At the moment it is 9:45 p.m. and I am watching

my Niece chase (torture) her pet

beagle pup, Lady Bug, er- Buggie.

I can"t tell, but one or both of them keeps farting!

Ewwww!

I am so sleepy right now!

I am worn out from a long 6 hr drive

and the fact that my sis" boyfriend just arrived

making Buggie act like she's on

Blow!

is not even bothering me, nor is the fake crying

my neice is doing because I refuse to

let her rummage through my purse.

Only 5 more days left!

How will I survive?

Please Help!

P.S.  i wanna give a shout out to all my peeps!

You know who you are!

Mikey... LOL

Summer Heat

 This morning I was having a little bit of 

Nostalgia.

I woke up hot, but a cool breeze was coming off the 

ceiling fan, so I stuck 

One

leg out the covers. 

Lol; immediately I was transfered back to 

my childhood home.

Back to a time  in Memphis when the nights were

Sweltering hot and

my Sister and I would wake up and stand in front

of the 

window unit

with our night gowns over our heads.

Sometimes I'd be so tired I couldn't even make the twelve steps

to the living room 

so I'd resort to sticking one leg out the covers 

for a few seconds.

Only just a few seconds. Anything longer

and I would freeze.

So this morning as I stuck that one leg out...

I remembered.

It was nice.

Lost & Found....?

Earlier today Ron and I got into 

a scuffle...

Nothing major, just a little 

light wrestling.

Well, not really that light.

He twisted my arm a 

little rough, 

which in return

produced the waterworks.

So, then a pillow fight ensued

wherein I won.

All the exhaustion caused us to 

fall into a dreamlike

state on the 

memoryfoam.

Oh, I forgot.

During the "mock" fight

He dared me to give him 

his ring back.

So I did.

I threw it at him.

And then the dreamlike state ensued.

That was earlier today,

around like 4 pm.

It's nearly ten o'clock now.

And I haven't had my property returned.

He says it doesn't belong to me

until we're married.

(Stupid me had to tell him that when I was a naive 1L, lol)

Anyway, it's not like he could give it back to me....

the damn FOOL has lost it!

yes!

He lost my engangement ring.

Now he is tearing the apartment apart trying to find it.

All I can do to keep the waterworks at bay is to SMH

(shake my head).

Let's retrace his steps.

He whipped the egg whites for the cake...

He floured the pans,

again for the cake...

He sat in the chair up front for some hours

wathcing the First 48 online...

He went running....

Took a shower...

Asked me if I had found the ring....

NOPE!

Oh, that's the exact moment he (I) realized that 

he had lost my freagin ring.

So I thought I would blog about it.

But wait, there's more!

I found it!

LOL

Yep, and I haven't told him I have either.

Is that wrong of me?

I think while he sleeping tonight I

will slip it on and just be 

wearing it in the morning.

Cause he never should have dared me

and then not given it back 

when he said he should.

Oh, it was in the chair.

The same chair he sat in for some hours

watching the First 48.

 And, the same chair he took an exacto knife to

the lining to check and see if the 

ring had fallen through.

Which happened to be the same chair I sat by and watched this 

happen to knowing that

five minutes earlier

I had discovered the ring was tucked into

the sides of the same chair.

But, he will probably never know any of this because

he doesn't read my blog! 

LOL.

~ goodnight.