Won't give up...

For the last couple weeks I've felt like I can't get it right.
I'm close though, I'm sure of it.
I feel I am on the edge of a breakthrough.
I could use recent events as an excuse to get all stressed out and depressed, but that wouldn't be mature.
There will be no self pity.
There will be no counterproductive thoughts.
All things work together for the good of those who love Him and are called according to His purpose.
God is teaching me how to trust Him.
My faith is being strengthened.
Even though I can't see the light at the end of the tunnel, I know it's there.
I feel good. I feel hopeful.

Hold your head up. Stick your chest out.

This is only a test.

That is all.

Women need men...

"...Women need men; only girls need boys and players; and when a man has no shame in not being a man--that is, a male responsible for both himself and family--he becomes nothing more than what a girl needs; and a player is little else than a pussy with a hard-on, and useless, like the girl who needs him."
--Karma Incarnate, Bryan Gibson

That was an excerpt from a book written by an aspiring young author. I am excited about reading this particular novel.
For more information go to http://bryangibson.com/_wsn/page2.html

That is all.

These Never Get Old...

Yo mama's so stupid, she spent twenty minutes lookin' at an orange juice box because it said "concentrate".

Yo mama's so stupid, she put lipstick on her forehead because she wanted to makeup her mind.

Yo mama's so stupid, she thought Grape Nuts was an STD.

Yo mama's so stupid, she saw a billboard that said "Dodge Trucks" and she started ducking through traffic.

Yo mama's so stupid, she uses Old Spice for cooking.

Yo mama's so stupid, the first time she used a vibrator, she cracked her two front teeth.

Yo mama's so stupid, when she took you to the airport and a sign said "Airport Left," she turned around and went home.

Yo mama's so stupid, she thought she could get food stamps at the post office.

Yo mama's so stupid that under "Education" on her job application, she put "Hooked on Phonics."

Yo mama's so stupid, it takes her 2 hours to watch 60 Minutes.

Yo mama's so stupid, on her job application where it says emergency contact she put 911.

That is all.

Hair Cut...

It's about time!

Taking a Break...

Work has been hectic lately. We had our annual (unannounced) SEC audit last week, so you know that was fun like being sodomized during a root canal. Our VP of Operations resigned last year and we fired a guy "Brian" a few months ago. I and another girl were given some of his responsibilities. Since then, they've hired a replacement yet most of the job that Brian used to do is too complicated for his replacement to do for now. I realize now, he was a pretty busy guy, no wonder he ended up getting overwhelmed -what I believe led to him getting fired. He did -uck up, but our office creates an environment where you are almost scared to say when you are being overworked. They do give a lot of benefits and compensations that other companies don't offer. It's one of those small companies where you just have to figure out a way to make it work, even though you may be juggling a work load heavy enough for 2 people.
The challenge with this industry is their is no schooling for it. Even someone with a finance or economics degree would have to start from the basics. I've been here 2 years and theres still a lot I don't know.

Anyway, my point is that I wanted to take time to catch up with my posting. If I may borrow a term from a dear friend, I know all you nonreaders out there are anxious to to know what's up in Virgoland. If you look down a few posts you'll see me posing with a handsome chocolate man who is my match. Isn't that fun?
My match, the ying to my yang. The one who makes life complicated yet more simple. I don't understand it, yet it makes sense. My match. My love. It feels good. Darn good.

I am finally back in my own place, speaking of feeling good. It's not really big, well it kind of is. The bedrooms are big, so are the kitchen and bathroom. But I don't have a dining room or eating area, that's kind of pain. I sat my kitchen table in corner with just 2 chairs for my son and me. I have 2 flights of stairs to contend with just to get to my bedroom. Which is good I suppose on account of my complete lack of physical activity otherwise. My honeybear (yes, we use petnames) has volunteered to buy me an elliptical, because I've been saying how much I want one. I feel very special. I suppose I am bragging a bit, but it's just nice to finally date someone who cares about me and wants to take care of me!! And isn't broke!! Woo hoo!!

That is all.

That is all.

Friendship...

Don't give too much attention to those who tell you you're right and make you feel like you are already so perfect.

Rather, hold onto the ones who push all your buttons, piss you off, challenge you and make you think.

Because its not suppose to be easy ...it's suppose to be worth it

That is all.

Introducing...

After all I've said about how useless relationships are, and how much I didn't need a man to make me feel complete...

Yeah, so what. I'm happy.

That is all.