Monday, November 27, 2006

I must say I feel as good this morning, as I've felt in a long time. Yes I only got 2 hours of sleep last night, and yes I was an hour and a half late to work this morning, but it is still all good this morning. The bills still need to be paid, work still needs to be done, and yes I could stand to be a bit more consistent with my workout regimen, but at this moment, none of it matters. The start of this blog sounds like a Joel Osteen inspirational book, but it is honestly how I feel. I think in order to maintain sanity, it is damn near imperative that we break our routine and do something different. If you're used to waking up at 630 every morning, try getting up at 6 and seeing what you can do with the extra time. If you go broke every payday, try saving a bit of money. If you're used to older men/women and they aren't working, go younger, see if they bring you happiness. This is my PSA for the day.

A whole lot of writing ideas came to me this weekend, and I think for the next month, I am just going to submit an onslaught of writing material to any and every body who will read, listen or whatever. I've done some things here and there, but it really is time to show and prove as the older rappers used to say. A friend of mine basically called me out (again) this weekend, and it made me realize(again) that this writing thing is a gift from God(yeah I know....) and i'd be remiss if I didn't use it to the fullest. So I'm going to try from now if you see in the street throw me some motivation or something. It'll be greatly appreciated, and I throw you a shoutout in the back of my first book...way in the back..

And now, may I suggest to all of you that you go to Starbucks and get yourself a gingerbread latte. I am currently enjoying one, and I swear my nature is rising just a bit because of it. I'm usually not a big coffee drinker, but this one is so money.

I have an admission here. Before I out myself, let me say that this behavior is WAY in the past, but I thought about it last night when a friend of mine told me about a breakup of a friend of hers. On at least 4 or 5 occasions, I have stopped talking to a woman, in an effort to avoid buying them a gift. Sometimes its Christmas, sometimes its Valentine's Day, and in one circumstance it was the woman's birthday. Am I cheap? Not really, but holidays and birthdays often times make you do a quick assessment, which goes a little something like this: "Do I really like this MF enough to buy them a gift? And do I care that much about getting a gift from them, that i'd agree to a gift exchange". And 4 or 5 times that answer has been no, and I bail. I usually make up some bs, but I always wonder if they know the real deal. Now don't get me wrong, when I really like someone, I go all out for their birthday, xmas, valentine's day or whatever. But if its 50/50, i'll pass on the gifts.

And now, to offset that horrible admission, here is some Stevie Wonder


Anonymous said...

self sabotaging at it's best...and u wonder why some never come back..

Aisha said...

Why did my dad send me a Joel Osteen pamphlet?

Aisha said...

I have another owe me a CD from V-Day a couple of years and prove.

Jo said...

Your nature rise? I want one of those. Gingerbread Latte. . .I won't be able to get to Starbucks quick enough when I leave here!