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Tuesday, March 21, 2006

In Case Someone Steals Your Mac

I ran across this on the Apple website.  I thought Undercover was interesting and worth buying for my Powerbook, especially since it'll only be $25 (I'm a student).  I'm so paranoid about computer theft.  What would I do without my Mac?

http://www.orbicule.com/undercover/works.html

Undercover will be the first thing I buy for my Mac when I get paid on Thursday.  I'll still buy a floor safe.  If someone's going to steal my hardware, it won't be easy for them.

Phone Calls from the Edge: A Married Friend part II

My married friend (who I'll call Marge) told me last night she's thinking of getting a tummy tuck and liposuction.  Like I said before, she's still very pretty but she doesn't have that hour-glass figure anymore.

A year ago, I remember Marge telling me that her husband wouldn't have sex with her. Around that same time, I heard from another friend that Marge's husband was having an affair. I'm not sure how true that was, but an affair was first thing that went through my head.  I mean, a black man turning down in-house nookie? Yeah, right-only if he's getting it from somebody else.

I've never met Marge's husband and I can say I don't really like him.  Why don't I like him? Well back when I was in the Army, I came home to visit my mother for Christmas.  I did my usual-I called my girls and caught up on what had gone on in my absence (which wasn't much).  That's when my friend informed me she had gotten married.

I congratulated her.  She told me she had prayed to G-d everyday that he send her a husband. (I'm not sure I'd pray to G-d for that. You might not get what you prayed for.)

When she told me she was married she still had a semester to go before getting her degree bachelor's degree. Her husband, however, didn't want to wait 15 weeks before getting their baby-making mojo going.  That asshole. What's 15 weeks? Why didn't he want to wait so she could get her degree? Insecure perhaps?

I advised her to hold her ground and get her degree then have babies, unfortunately it was too late.  She was already pregnant with twins! Great.  If it took her 3 years to get through a junior college and 2 years at a university and still have a semester before becoming a graduate, I could imagine how hard going to school would be with two babies suckling her breasts and that's if she ever made it back to school at all.

But she did it. She got her degree in Sociology and had another baby at the same time. I still don't like her husband though. And I'm sure she probably suspects infidelity is the reason why he won't sleep with her or it could be that fact that she's very fertile. 

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Phone Calls from the Edge: the Married Friend

I got a call from a married friend last night around 10 pm. This is a different friend from the one I wrote about earlier but I still try to avoid her for reasons I don’t have time to explain. Let’s just say I don’t like baby stepping my way through a conversation and I don’t enjoy talking to someone (on the phone) and hearing kids screaming in the background. It was the first time I had heard from her since October or August or something. She was upset and said she needed to talk.

My friend: I just needed someone to talk to.

Me: What’s going on?

My friend: I just need to get out the house and do something….

At this point, I couldn’t tell what she was saying because she has a tendency to mumble and talk really low and on top of that, her kids are screaming at the top of their lungs to the point where it feels like my ears are going to explode.

Me: What did you say? What’s going on over there?

My friend: Oh, he just wanted some candy. I don’t have very many pieces left.
My friend (to her kids): Go to your rooms and play! You’re too loud.

Okay, I’m no whiz when it comes to kids, but giving sugar to kids at 10 o’clock at night could be the reason why they’re loud and obnoxious, but I could be wrong.

My friend: Anyways, did you want to go do something tonight?

Me: Well this is the Antelope Valley and it’s 10 o’clock. What exactly could we do this late at night? Besides, I’m comfortable and not willing to leave the house. I’m in for the night.

My friend: Yeah, huh. Well what have you been doing lately?

Me: I’m going to school. Getting my MBA.

My friend: I thought about going to school. I was signed up but decided not to. I just started teaching.

Okay, that’s scary. I’m glad I don’t have children in the public school system.

Me: You’re teaching? What happened to social work?

My friend: I got laid off.

She was probably fired.

Me: Oh wow. So you’re teaching? Wow.


THE SUNDAY MORNING

She called me around 9 am to ask if I wanted to get my nails done and then get something to eat. I said I’d go get something to eat but I didn’t have time for much else since I had to catch up on my studies.

We met at Johnny Carino’s for some Italian food. I hadn’t seen her in over a year. She looks nothing like she did in high school. Back then, she had an hour-glass figure and she was (and still is) very, very pretty. But raising five kids can put a toll on anyone’s looks. Yes five-two girls, which are her husband’s kids from a previous marriage and three boys (a set of 4-year-old twins and a 3-year-old).

She didn’t really have much to say other than she wants to become a teacher and that she is planning a few family trips this summer. I can’t compete with that kind of news. My life is as boring as ever. I’m not even dating anyone. There will be no interesting love tales for a while.

Monday, March 13, 2006

This Past Week

As you all know, I started grad school on Tuesday. I've been really busy with homework and staying ahead of my readings. I won't have much time to post but I will make an attempt to post at least once a week.

For the most part, I'm really tired of my computer and the internet right now. You would be too if you were taking online classes. I've been getting headaches from reading discussion threads for two straight hours a night. Urghh!!!


Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate

You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression - and work hard to make it great.
One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog...
And the next, you're passionately writing about your pet causes.
Your blog is very important - and you're careful about who you share it with.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

People Who Can't Read

There is nothing more annoying than people who can't read. I'm not saying they aren't capable of word recognition, I'm taking about their ability to comprehend what they read.

Someone read my Phone Calls from the Edge post and construed that I'm anti-family. Where did I say that?

That post was about the crap I have to listen to because women are choosing to have children out of wedlock!!!!

Let me put things in a plain-speaking, clear and understanding way-

I'm a sick of hearing about how hard it is being an single unwedded mother!!!!! Go get some birth control pills while they're still legal. And, I will not have children until I am married.

Do you understand that?

P.S. I find the idea of a woman as my partner absurd, too. But I'm a woman.

Sunday, March 05, 2006

American Hot Sausage, Co.

I highly advise you to check out the links to military news sites. I've added a few that I think are worthy of taking a look at, especially if you're someone who actually supports the troops.

I've discovered a great writer named Rahelio in the last week. In fact, his writing is so awesome, I had to give the link to his blog its own space on my blog. I mean, that's just how good it is. Please check out his blog, American Hot Sausage, Co. You won't regret it. He's just that good.

Oh, and I found my camera.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

My Secret Hiding Places

My secret hiding places are so secret, I don't even remember them. I hid something of value in the house and now I can't find it. Worst of all, it's my digital camera. My dang digital camera!! Or I lost it the day I went to the Getty Center to meet the Asian guy. Though I remember having it on the tram ride back to my car. I took lots of pictures of the traffic jam on the 405 freeway. So I know I had it then, which means it made it to my car.

I just have to retrace my steps. Okay here it goes.

I can't remember a thing. I do know that I dropped my camera and the outer case popped open slightly. So I don't even know if it still works. Just as well because I had my eye on this other camera.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Phone Calls From the Edge

Have you ever received a phone call from an old friend and realized there was a reason you hadn’t bothered to touch base with them? It recently happened to me.

Now, I had been meaning to give her a call to see how everything was going but I kept putting it off; in the past, she usually didn’t have anything interesting to say. She’s been consumed with baby-daddy drama for almost ten years. Ten years!!! I don’t quite understand why, considering he told her when they first met he didn’t want to be with her. He wanted to be with his pregnant girlfriend. I know this because I was there when he told her. To make a story short, she picked a go-to guy (a good fuck with absolutely nothing going for him) to father her two children. I told her this and she didn’t listen. I said to my friend “He is going to bounce back and forth between you and that other girl.” And he did. For ten years.

About the phone conversation. It went a little something like this:

My friend: I’ve just been working and taking care of my kids. I get up at 6 a.m. then I drop off the kids at the babysitters before I head off to work (her commute to work is almost two hours one-way). I don’t get home til about 9 p.m. (that’s after picking up the kids and picking some fast food) I have just enough time to help my son with his homework and play with my daughter before getting them ready for bed. It’s exhausting. I’m so tired. I don’t even have time to cook dinner so we eat out a lot.

Me: Wow. You sound really busy.

My friend: Yeah, but I have to take care of my kids.

Me: Have you thought about crock pot cooking? You could cook all your meat on the weekends then just heat up frozen or canned vegetables when you get home from work during the week. Fast food isn’t good for you.

My friend: Someone else mentioned that but I like to spend my weekends catching up on sleep and spending time with my kids.

I don’t want to bore you with our conversation, but that’s what I had to listen to. I grew up with a mom that commuted to work and came home to complain about how she was too tired to cook and do all the necessary things that parents must do. I’m not in the mood to hear about it now that I’m grown.

This is why I don’t have children. I don’t have a husband to help raise them. If it takes a man and woman to make a baby, then it should take a man and woman to raise one. But 99.9 % of the human population lives in the real world, not Shavonne’s World.