MY PHONE...

not really my phone.

Remember the Jodeci joint? I never listened to that track much because it was...well...kinda wack. It was on the half of the album that i always neglected. I listened straight through until the interlude, and then it was time to pop the cd out and put another one in. I was thirteen and didnt have the patience for things that weren't slammin. Wait was that the word we were using? Bumpin? I can't remember. I was never one for much slang anyway. Anyway I decided to the play the album just now and i guess the track wasn't/isn't half bad. I was grooving a little. Wait, maybe it still is bad, but im just feeling nostalgic for the new jack swing sound.

But yeah. Speaking of phones...

My treo has a new problem. I haven't been receiving texts. My busy schedule has slowed down my texting tremendously else i would have picked up on it sooner(cuz basically i'd rather text than talk to most people)

so yeah im a dummy cuz i didnt notice it when it started a few days ago.(its been about a week actually) i just figured that people were chillin on the the texting bit until i got an angry call on some "you aint get my text?!"

oh.

so now another issue with my phone. two strikes baby. Its weird because I can still send texts. I'm really about to run into the arms of another man. And by man I mean blackberry. A blackberry curve.

While i'm kvetching...

when did COMPLECTED become a formal word? i must have missed the memo.

whenever i hear that "word" spoken my nerves tingle. Seriously. And it takes everything in me not to go into a blind rage and start punching things. So imagine the fit i nearly had today when i saw the word in print. In a journal that i respect. Im all messed up. Of course I looked it up to reassure myself that it indeed was NOT a word but much to my chagrin its in the dictionary. Blah. What isn't in the dictionary these days? Anyhow I refuse to use it. And you should too. How hard is it to say complexioned?? Same amount of syllables even.

On to happier things...

1.So i discovered that blue eyeliner(yes BLUE) makes my hazel-ish eyes more striking. And dont worry its not mod blue its a nice sedate navy blue. tres sexy.

BTW i hate when folk say hazel instead of brown. Yes i know i just called my eyes hazel(ish) i dont care. i make the rules here hoeZ

2. Cooking three nights in a row is that hotness. tonight its bean soup and homemade biskits! shoot i even cooked breakfast for overnight company this past weekend can i get an award or something? commence to nobel-izing me

this was purchased over the weekend:

Stephen Colbert is like the sexiest white man next to Stephen Hawking. He has a delightfully piquant wit, and he's very quick on his feet. I'd date him. But i'm saving myself for the hawk-man so i've made myself content with just reading Colbert's book. Its funny. Nothing compares to the show though.

3. I made the first fire of the season in my crib's fireplace. hotness. literally.

my first fire! I'm a big girl now!

if you own a house w/ a fireplace invest in some of these:

they help get the fire started and it burns really hot. Now of course some fireplace purists(is there such a thing?) may poo poo the starter logg but who cares? I sure dont. I aint no lumberjack. and getting a fire started with just wood and matches is near impossible.