Day 152

I'm almost done with this paper. I hope to finish it before I go to bed tonight so that tomorrow I can edit and revise if need be. I just want to turn it in already. The thing that sucks about this paper is I know absolutely nothing about business law so it's been difficult composing this master piece. In my previous classes I knew a little more about the concepts we had to write about so it was easier to bullsh!t my way through the papers. (OMG, TextEdit totally said BS!)

I discovered my next car, especially if I move to L.A. or at least somewhere more metropolitan. The Smart Car. It's just too dang cute. I can't figure out if I want the coup or the cabriolet. I like the cabriolet the best but I live in the desert where it gets really cold in the winter and very, very windy. Plus, I'd have issues with my hair since I still have to continue to straighten it to make it presentable. So, in the end, I would rarely drive around with the top off. Just know how cute I'd look though driving around in L.A. The prices are reasonable considering how expensive cars are. It isn't possible to get a car for under 20K so the fact that this cute little car starts at 11k up to 18k makes it affordable in my book. Plus the MPG on this car is impressive.

What I like most about this car is it says keep your kids at home unless you want to strap them to the bumper. It's a two-seater auto. It's so Shavonne. I miss my CRX. That was the best car.

Well, I best get back to my paper. All the writing I just did for me ole blog could have put me at the finish line with my paper. Dang me. Dang.

Day 151

It's 2:45 am and I just got back from watching Sex and the City. It was great. I laughed, I cried, and I was totally stoked that Carrie had a PowerBook just like mine. It was like watching my laptop on the big screen.

That's why I had to blog a little before hitting the sack. I just wanted to hear the sound of my fingers hitting the keys of my computer. I'll blog more about it but I don't want to spoil the movie for those who haven't seen it.

Now I'm off to get some sleep. I have another academic masterpiece to compose this weekend and I have to make it good since I totally bombed the quiz I took over the weekend.

What is it about multiple-choice tests?
a) they're totally fucking ridiculous
b) they give too many choices
c) anyone should be able to pass them, especially if the tests are open book
d) all of the above

Oh my gosh! TextEdit totally said 'fucking' and it sounded so cool!

More updates later...

I didn't have to take my mother down to Pasadena. It turns out her cyst burst on its own and there was nothing that needed to be removed.

I got an unwelcomed surprise today. Two Army retention officers stopped by my house to information me of some options I wasn't interested in. I hate the fact that they came to my door to tell me about the crap that they sent in emails. As if I can't read.

I will be paying more in tuition thanks to a tuition increase. That pisses me off too because this it the third tuition increase since I started school. I'm tempted to pay for the rest of all my classes now to take advantage of the price of tuition before it actually goes up. I will have to look at my finances. I'm not even considering having my job pay for anymore of my classes since I don't plan on staying with my current employer too much longer.

Day 150

This entry is going to be short because I have some reading to do and I want to take a nap before I go see the new Sex and the City movie.

I made a very bad shopping purchase a few weeks ago and I didn't realize it until this morning.

I bought two shirts - one beautiful teal blue and one hot pink and white striped. I thought they were really cute in the store. My biggest mistake was I didn't bother to try them on before I bought them. Had I done that, those shirts would have continued to look cute in the store.

Anyway, I decided to wear one of them. When I looked in the mirror after putting the shirt on, I was like "WTF was I thinking." Normal people would have just put on another shirt but not me. I wore the shirt to work anyway because I didn't feel like ironing or trying to find something else to wear. I figured if I covered it up, nobody would notice how ugly the shirt was. Everyone at work kept asking me why I was wearing a jacket and most of the time I lied and said it was because I was cold.

That's all I have to blog about. I need to get some shut eye before the movie.

Day 149

I will be going to see the Sex and the City movie tomorrow night. There's is a midnight show. Yes! I totally thought I was going to have to wait until Saturday.

I don't have much to write about. Usually when I write that, I have much more to say but I don't.

When is the best time of the year to submit resumes? If was submitting my resume several times a day instead of doing school work I would probably have a new job right now or at least some offers. I will have to be patient. There's only so much I can do in with the time I have. The hardest part about the job search is, I have to look locally because I'm still in school. I can't afford to move and go to school. If I was done with school, it would be all good. Instead of logging on and participating with discussions or reading chapters, I could look for a new job. I so wish summers off. But then graduating would be that much further away.

That's the sucky thing about going to school and looking for work at the same time. I wish I only had one thing to worry about but as usual, plans never work out exactly the way I hope. That's why it's important to have a plan B.

I absolutely hate Thumb Twiddle. I think about Thumb Twiddle in the same way I think about the Army.

Enough about me blogging about how much I hate Thumb Twiddle.

I need to start working out. I'm losing weight but I'm not doing anything to tone. I'm worried about my arms. For some reason, I can always tell someone's age by looking at their arms. Most people obsess about their @ss, or their thighs, or their stomach, but me, it's my arms that worry me.

I love the speech feature of TextEdit. It is the bomb diggity. It helps me catch my grammar mistakes and sometimes spelling. It helps to listen to what you write but I'd feel stupid reading my posts out loud so I let TextEdit do it for me. TextEdit has difficulty pronouncing words that start with an 'h' and anything in all caps gets spelled out. For example, DANG = D-A-N-G but sucky is sucky. Go figure.

Day 148

Today is the start of my last week in class number 7. Next Tuesday I start class number 6. I can't wait. I have a lot of reading to do for my next class. I think a total of 8 or 9 chapters to read for week 1. The class should be easy because it's statistics. And no BENCHMARKING!

I already feel better.

About Memorial Day.

As I mentioned yesterday, the fam came out ad we had a blast. I sang Michael Jackson's "Thriller" and Lionel Richie's "Hello," which are my standard routines for karaoke. I really have a much deeper appreciation for singers who get on a stage to sing and dance though I would rather they just sing. I was worn out by the second verse of "Thriller."

I've been reading up on apple cider vinegar. It's supposed to be an excellent hair rinse for conditioning and dry scalp. I'm going to try it out. I just hope my hair doesn't smell, though the Web site said the smell would go away as the cider dries. I don't plan on leaving it in my hair but ACV is supposed to be a good conditioner. I also bought some Tea Tree shampoo and conditioner because tea tree oil is supposed to be good for dry scalp, too. I don't know what tea tree oil smells like but I hope it doesn't smell mediciny. I don't want to smell like I've been dipped in rubbing alcohol. If I like the way the shampoo smells, then I will try Dr. Bonner's Tea Tree liquid soap.

Meetings. I hate them. I tend to leave meetings in a ticked-off mood. That's all I'm going to say about that.

Another goal I have for myself besides finishing school and writing a couple of spec scripts, is to submit my resume to at least 5 different companies a week.

I think I saw a women with Sisterlocks. I was tempted to run her down and ask some questions. In the end, I just sat in my car watching her get into hers. She was a security guard and though she didn't have a weapon of any sort, she was a big one and I didn't want to mess with her.

Since I'm on the subject of Sisterlocks, I've become obsessed with the parting. I've seen some pictures of the grids on some heads and was completely horrified. If Creyole eventually experienced the effects of having parts that aren't right, then I can only imagine what the other people are going to experience when they get a more courageous with their styling options.

My point is that when I do start interviewing locticians to install my locks, I want to see some picture, video, mannequin heads, etc of their parting technique. So far, I know for a fact that Phyllis Johnson (a.k.a., VideoLoctician) does a dang good job with the parting. Her parting is a vision of perfection and I would be so honored for her to bestow her magnificent gridlines on my head. But Phyllis lives in Delaware. Delaware!!

Day 147

Happy Memorial Day!

Today was a good day. My cousins came up to visit. We sang some karaoke, played some pool, and made fun of each other. It was great.

I've been getting a lot of emails from some of my Army buddies. Very unusual. One of my buddies is serving a 15-month tour to Iraq. He's been there for 6 months and still has 9 more to go. This is someone I worked with when I was in Korea. He liked Korea had an opportunity to stay there for 2 to 3 years but wanted to try to get an assignment to Germany. Well, it didn't work out for him. He got sent to a unit in Colorado. I warned him to sign up for an extended tour in Korea since he really liked being in Korea, but he didn't listen to me. I would have signed up for 3 more years there had Korea been my first duty assignment. I don't think I would have thought twice about staying in Korea considering what my other options would have been.

I'm very tired. I need to get some sleep. I went to bed early this morning and got up early to help with the cooking.

I'm off to sleep. I will write more on this tomorrow.

Day 146

It's been a long day. I hate hosting holidays especially since I'm in school. I hope the fam doesn't expect Thanksgiving in the desert. I will be busy with school and won't have much time to help prepare meals.

I have to get up early and call my dad. I also need to do some shopping and get him a Father's Day gift.

I don't have much to blog about today because I spend the greater part of my day writing for school. I have to mop the floors before I do to bed. I have no desire to mop them in the morning. You know, I actually prefer sweeping and mopping to vacuuming. I hate loud noises, which means I hate vacuums. I wonder if I was one of those babies who cried whenever a vacuum was turned on.

There was something I had planned to write about today. I can't remember what. I hate it when I can't remember what I was going to blog about. I think I may need to add that to my list of ailments for when I go to the doctor in two weeks.

I can't wait until Friday.

Day 145

The Christian Coalition came by the house today. This time they brought a brigade of the Lord's Army - four in all. They were female and the only reason I can recognize they were from the Lancaster Baptist Church is because they were wearing khaki pants and long skirts and I think Polo shirts - the standard uniform.

They never give up. They have the persistence of a cult. That's they only way I can describe it.

I can only imagine they were in a group so that they could intimidate me. These chicks were big boned. And I from what I could gather from my peep hole, they had big muscles. Or at least they worked out.

I wasn't surprised at all to hear my door bell ring. They usually come on a Saturday. I never answer the door. I always tell people to call before they show up at my door. I might be in the middle of a blogging session and sometimes I blog wearing only my underwear. Not exactly something someone would want to see when they go do someone's house.

Anyways. They were at my door for quite sometime before they came to the conclusion I wasn't home.

I can't believe there were four of them.

Day 144

I didn't do much today except do research for a paper. I will have to get up early and write part of my paper.

I don't know what it is about today but I'm feeling unusually tired. I took a nap today despite needing to work on my paper. I was tired.

There was something I had been meaning to blog about. Actually there were two things I had been meaning to write about but I can't remember. They were good too. I should have written them down. Maybe I'll remember them tomorrow.

One week and two days until I start my next class.

Oh, now I remember what I wanted to write about. I asked Ehav Ever about mixing meat and dairy. Very interesting. Basically he said Jews don't mix meat and dairy because it's God's will. He did mention something about idolatry but the bottom line, it's God's will.

I tend to prefer an explanation of why one cannot do something other that God said so. Pet peeves.

I'm thinking about removing dairy from my diet altogether. I'm just having so many issues with my digestive system that it just doesn't seem worth it. The only thing about removing dairy from my diet is I won't be able to enjoy a juicy In N Out burger. I haven't felt this down since Matthew McConaughey knocked up that Brazilian bikini model his girlfriend his baby momma.

Day 143

Dear Carey almost kinda sorta practically had a fit because I didn't write about Brunsli's response to my questions in Day 137. Dear Carey, can't read Brunsli's blog because blogger blogs are blocked on work computers.

Well, Dear Carey, let me tell you about what Brunsli said about her hair. I asked Brunsli if her hair felt like yarn or fuzzy braids. Brunsli said her hair feels like yarn, not the cheap stuff but the good yarn like the soft yarn Sandra buys for many of her knitting projects. So, that means Brunsli's hair is really, really soft, like I thought.

I also got a soft and bouncy confirmation from Brunsli's husband.

Krystl, another Sisterlocked blogger, commented on my blog and she too, says her hair is soft.

Both women have soft hair and said that the feel of one's hair depends greatly on the texture and the care given to the hair.

So, I could either come out with soft and bouncy hair, or hair that isn't so soft. It all depends on how I take care of my hair.

Now that I have an idea of what locked hair feels like, I'm like 98.7% sure I want Sisterlocks.

Everyone with blogs chronicle their hair journeys usually start the few weeks before the locks are installed. There will be an 18-month period between my discovery of Sisterlocks and actually getting them installed. This is a permanent hair change and one that I want to ensure that I truly want.

Now for the reason, it will be so long before I actually get Sisterlocks. Well, at the moment I'm in school and I don't have 3 days to devote to my hair unless I take a break from school and I want to finish school more than I want to do anything with my hair.

(Betty don't do it!. [I'm watching Ugly Betty and her baby daddy boyfriend asked her to marry him.] Yuck! Betty, go to Italy with Gio, the man who also has deep feelings for you and doesn't have a baby mama who will make your life miserable! Plus. you have an all expense paid trip, first class plane tickets and five star hotels at risk here!)

Now for reason number two. I currently live with my mother because going to grad school and living in California is undoable otherwise. She specifically said that she will not let me stay with her if I lock my hair because she will not live with a Rasta chick.

I can't wait to finish school.