It's About That Time

....new entry soon, promise.

Can 'O Worms

Yeah...that's what I got myself when I allowed open questioning...

First things first though, Happy Singles Awareness Day (SAD) to all!

Second, I went to see my future home [hopefully] yesterday after work. Here's the info:

850 sq. ft.

Wood Burning Fireplace

Customized Closets Throughout

FREE Basic Cable

Dishwasher, Disposal, Refrigerator w/Ice maker, Stove/Microwave

12x16 Master Bedroom

Garden Tub (access to bathroom from bedroom and living room)

Large Covered Patio With Swing

Access to 2 Pools & Clubhouse

Car Wash Area

Volleyball Court

Tennis Court

So, the only thing left to do, is turn in this credit application (ahhhh, scary...damn those student loans....and my lack of concern to pay them back!!)

Let's cross our fingers on that one. If I get approved, I plan to move in March 15th. Woot!

What else? Oh yeah, this'll be my last post until...probably Monday, possibly Sunday depending on what time I get back.

And I guess that's enough with the preliminaries, I'm sure you're here to read the 'Questions & Answers' segment...or, my 'can o' worms.' So here goes:

Requisitioner: Sean
Question: Will you marry me? No need to keep me anonymous...I want the world to know that you're the most dee-zeye-ur-abel wo-man on the planet earff! :) lol
Answer: YES!! Absolutely...as long as you promise that we can have our wedding reception at McDonald's and I can have alllll the value meals I want...AND supersize em (even though I don't think they supersize anymore, make it happen!). Oh and our wedding cake has to be made out of McDonald's apple pies. Witcher sessy self!! :)

Requisitioner: Ebony
Question: What do you think God's purpose is for you?
Answer: Well, to be quite honest, I've got a few ideas, but I'm not sure which is His purpose for me, or whether or not it could be all of them. As we all know, I'm am pretty deeply in love with MUSIC and I think there's GOT to be a reason for that. Maybe I am supposed to be honing my playing/writing skills so that I can let music be my voice, maybe effect some people's lives using that avenue. That's what I want anyhow. Other than that, I think I'm a great listener and a good advice giver...mostly because I don't take sides, I tend to analyze an entire situation and give my honest opinion. My friends, I think, really appreciate that. So, maybe I was put here to be a good friend, sort of a simple task, but I think to those that I am friends with, it means a lot.

Requisitioner: Marlin
Question: Do you only date white guys? If so, why? And how did you forget my birthday?
Answer: For one, you can't count...that's THREE questions. But uh, good question, I'm sure a lot of inquiring minds would like to know this answer. NO, I do not exclusively date white guys (I honestly don't even have a preference). But I'll explain a little further. I think this sort of goes back to my childhood. I grew up a military brat, which means I was exposed to backgrounds-a-plenty. I was never around JUST black folks, or ANY one particular group. Growing up my friends ranged in race...at one point my best friend was a black girl named Olasha...next was Lucy, a Korean chick...a Puerto Rican chick named Michelle when I lived in Panama...a white girl named Sarah when I lived in Hawaii (Happy Birthday Sarah--she's STILL one of my best-friends)...I had friends of Samoan descent, Chinese, Fijian, Filipino, I mean, you name it, I knew 'em. I wasn't really solely surrounded by black culture until my stint at Alabama A&M University...and it was like a whole new world. One I loved, but at the same time...in the aftermath of it all, I found that I had to lose myself in order to fit in. Musically (and pretty much all around) I've always been really diverse...when I was at A&M, if I had friends riding in my car, or even riding down the block with my windows down and music blasting, if I was listening to Creed, or Alanis, or Third Eye Blind...I always got ragged on. So, I stopped listening to that stuff and started bumping a lot of hip-hop. Anyways, after some time of feeling less than myself, I finally realized that I'm never going to please everyone, I've got one life and I've got to live it for me, and up to my standards, no matter what questions it may raise in others. So, that's just a little background information. Who I date, has a lot to do with where I hang out and the things I'm interested in. I'm usually in the downtown area, and around here, that's predominately white. So, that's who I get approached by. I'm not opposed to dating anyone of any race, so long as there is a mutual attraction involved. Literally, I've dated just about every 'type' of guy there is and that's not limited to race. I'm equal opportunity baby! Next, I didn't FORGET your birthday, I never knew it (despite what you may THINK), so ha!

Requisitioner: Joe
Question: How long can you go without having sexual relations with a man?
Answer: Uh was the 'with a man' specification really necessary? lol. Anyways, I think the longest I've actually gone w/out was a year...I don't remember, it was one or two years. At least one year though I know for sure. As far as how long I COULD go, I'd say that's sort of up in the air...however long I deem necessary I guess.

Requisitioner: Maurice
Question: Did you get some last night?
Answer: No.

Requisitioner: Kel B.
Question: Me & another bandmate who shall remain nameless, are interested in knowing when was the last time you had sex?
Answer: The last time I 'got some' was not more than 8 weeks ago...if you two ever bothered to read my blog...and read of 'run-ins' with "Ryan" that could put you in the ballpark.

Requisitioner: Candice
Question: What's the difference between loving someone, and being in love?
Answer: I'm certainly NO expert in this area...but...I have dated and had love for/loved a few guys. But there was something totally different about being IN love with MP. And I'm not even sure I can put it into words, it's moreso something FELT...something you just KNOW. And it sort of sneaks up on you and in a single second you just realize that it's there. I think loving someone, is having a deep and genuine concern for them and their well-being. Being IN love, you're more likely to accept/put up with things that you would otherwise, eighty-six someone were it any other individual. Like I said, I honestly can't really explain it, it's just something you know. And sometimes you don't even realize it until much later...when you have something to compare it to. Hopefully that wasn't too ass-backwards of an answer.

Requisitioner: Jose
Question: When are you coming to New York.
Answer: I'm not sure. I want to make it before the year is out though.

Requisitioner: Rachael
Question: If you could kiss anyone, who would it be, and why?
Answer: Pharrell Williams. Hands down like 6:30. Why? Because he's MY 'Ideal' guy, has been for yeeeeeeeeears. Plus, just LOOK at him AND those inviting lips!

Requisitioner: Bab
Question: What would you do on a 24hour date?
Answer: Well, that's sort of a broad question, considering I don't know if I have location and/or fund limitations...and seasonal/weather info. But, I'll assume you mean around my neck of the woods, and I'm gonna say this is a summer date. Well, for what I'd want to do, it'd probably be best to skip breakfast...so, maybe meet up around 8, and drive to Pell City for skydiving. We'd arrive around 10 or 11...give an hour for paperwork and training...jump...grab a late lunch at my favorite restaurant California Pizza Kitchen. Drive back to Huntsville...it's about 4 or so now...rent some movies and go to the grocery store to pick up some items to cook for dinner...make dinner together and watch movies. The end. Viola!

Requisitioner: Giovanni
Question: Can you tell me what this formula is used 4: Fnet= (M1-M2)g = DMg
Answer: No, I sure in the hell cannot.

Requisitioner: Erica
Question: Have you ever had butt sex?
Answer: First of all, I hate you for asking me this question. Second, I hate me for promising to answer all questions. And third, I hope my mother never comes across this particular entry. Ugh...alright, I consider myself to be a pretty open-minded person, but there are just some things that I deem as unnatural...and having ANYTHING going INTO what's only made for things to come OUT of, is one of them. However, I did once let the ex-factor talk me into 'trying' it, which only took about .5 seconds (literally) to confirm that it was not something I was interested in.

Requisitioner: Errick
Question: If the way you died was an explanation for the way you lived, how would you kick the bucket?
Answer: Drunk? KIDDING. Okay, seriously. That's probably the best question that ANYONE posed to me. Definitely the most difficult to answer. I'd probably get killed playing electric guitar in the rain. At least I'd die doing something I love, and am known for.

Requisitioner: Wayne
Question: Do you still luv me even though I don't live there?
Answer: Of course, you're my boy forever!

Requisitioner: Swoll
Question: How am I so fortunate to have such a beautiful, talented friend like you in my life? Why do you love me so? Out of all of my friends, when you tell me "I Love You" I feel it, and I know you ain't lying.
Answer: Hey, it's an easy question! First of all, thank you. Second of all, the truth is, you're not the lucky one, I am. Thirdly...why do I love you so? Because you know me. You KNOW-ME-KNOW-ME. Whatsmore, you know me, and you STILL love and accept me IN SPITE OF ME. You don't sugar-coat anything for my benefit. Before I tell you about something, I pretty much already know your response, and vice versa. We could go for a whole year without talking, and pick back up right where we left off, without skipping a beat. On the same note, we could go months without talking and then out of the blue,when something is bothering you, without even having talked to you, I will get this innate aching that's something is wrong, and I'll check in with you...and sure enough, there'll be something that you're going through. Some people are just born friends, we are that. God knew I needed you in my life, and vice versa. I love you because I was born to love you and I always will.

Requisitioner: Ari
Question: If you got pregnant from a one night stand, would you keep the baby?
Answer: Throughout my life, there's a LOT of lessons I've learned...none more important than to remember not to state what you'd "never" do. I don't know WHAT I'd do in that situation. I'd hope that I'd make wiser decisions that would avoid putting myself in that situation to begin with. But, no one is perfect. I'd also hope that, if I DID find myself in such a precarious situation, that I'd make the decision to keep the baby, because I don't condone abortion. On the other hand, I can't say what I'd "never" do. Because there have been far too many things that I HAVE done that I swore I never would. I guess I'm human afterall.

Requisitioner: Honorae aka "Ray Ray Jankins" lmao
Question: What made you start doing music?
Answer: Simple answer. My love for music. Five years ago, as a joke, a friend of mine wrote a blog in "my" voice (he wrote it as if to say "here's an example of one of Robyn's blogs)...within that blog he wrote, he said:

"...On a serious 'note' I love music! music was my refuge when I was younger(and still is). I would crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness. It just takes me to a place where I feel safe..."

I'd say even though he was being sarcastic, that pretty much sums it up for me. THAT is the kind of power that music has in my life. It lives in my bones and resonates in my soul.

Requisitioner: Neal
Question: What do you do in your room when you're all alone?
Answer: 85% of the time, I'm sitting at the computer, with my back to the tv. If I'm on the computer, I'm either surfing ebay, myspace, http://www.sofreshforums.com/, ah, chatting, making youtube vids, whatevers...also, at least one of my guitars is usually sitting beside me, so between surfing and waiting for pages to load, I'll randomly pick up the guitar and strum a tune. The other 15% of the time, I'm in bed. If I'm laying down, I'm either watching tv, on my way to sleep, asleep, or just waking up. Sorry for such a 'boring' answer, but, I promised to tell the truth..and that's the God's honest truth :)
And well, I think that concludes the question/answer session. Hopefully I've answered all your questions to a fair degree. If not, get over it :)
Anyways, you hooligans enjoy the next three-four days without me, actually, I just MIGHT post tomorrow if I have time. If not, I'll 'see' ya when I get back.

VIDEO OF THE DAY-Because it's the holiday of love..and this is one of my favorite love songs:




Love ya'll.

RMwaaaaaaaaaaaaah

SSS, Out!

Stupid Cupid

I’ve been one day ahead all week. Monday, I thought it was Tuesday, Tuesday I thought it was Wednesday, and today, I feel like tomorrow should be Friday. I wish the week would catch up with my mind, lol.

Speaking of tomorrow…it’s Valentine’s Day. I think it’s my least favorite holiday, in fact, I know it is. It always seems like just another reminder to the single people of the world, of what they don’t have. I get sick of seeing the commercials, sick of hearing about it, period. I have never had a good, meaningful Valentine’s Day...yeah, and I'm twenty-six years old. I remember the year that JB and I were dating…I spent Valentine’s Eve being creative with his gift, I made him up a gift basket of his favorite things, threw in some special customized coupons I’d thought up, and wrote out one of the most heartfelt cards ever. I didn’t hear from him until around 10pm on Valentine’s Day when I received a call from him saying:

“I got your gift, you want it, or what?”

Yeah…not so much. And need I mention that there never actually was a gift? Not that that's what matters, because I'm one of the least materialistic people you will ever meet, I just like knowing that I'm thought of, it really is the thought that counts, as cliche as that may sound. Anyways, last year wasn’t so bad. Actually it was kind of nice, an internet friend of mine drove up from Atlanta and took me to dinner and a movie. It was a little awkward because we hadn’t met previously. It wasn’t a romantic type connection, but, it was nice to have gotten to meet him after so many years and also to have someone to chill with on the dreaded holiday. This year, I’m not all bugged out by it, I’m just like ‘eh, whatever’, I’m gonna have Ladies Night with the girls, and call it a day, that’s ALWAYS guaranteed fun. So, I’ve spoken my piece on that.

Oh wait, I almost forgot. A couple months after MP (the ex-factor) and I broke up, I was still all tore up about it...I wrote him a letter and sealed it in an envelope. I told myself that if I still felt the same way 6 months from that day (which would be THIS month), then I'd give him the letter on Valentine's Day. Now, the feelings I felt, and everything I wrote, was real...he is the one guy that I can say I actually fell IN love with. However, as much, much time has passed, I've come to realize that just because you love someone, doesn't mean you can/should be with them. At any rate, since he'll never see the contents of that letter and since I promised to be candid when I created this blogsite, I'm going to share the actual letter with you (*save for changing some names):

Happier Times

Dear M,

I'm not sure what this letter is for, righteously, I'm not sure it's even for/to you. I think I'm just writing because sometimes it's just good to get things out on paper. You can't visualize feelings, but you can visualize words, and maybe that's the purpose of this letter (if you can call it a letter). Let's see. I'd say it's been roughly two months or so since things went sour between the two of us.

At first, I was just disappointed and felt rejected. Then I think I felt a bit desperate and hurt, and I continued to reach out to you, in vain. Then I think I was depressed, because I was confused by the whole turn of events and therefore questioned my own self-worth. It got pretty bad, like, yeah, bad. I became pretty despondent & engaged in some pretty self-destructive behavior, and I didn't care. Everywhere I went, everything I did, there was something relevant to some memory of you, or, just you in general. I'd meet people, and then find out that they were somehow connected to you. It got to a point where I was seeing *Amy (his ex-wife) out every weekend, or I was seeing your car somewhere, and it just sucked for a while. But, eventually, things got a little easier and I kind of fell back into my old routine.

Dating kind of helped, but, that said, not a single day has gone by that I haven't thought of you. And then I found out about the whole *Brittany situation, and I've gotta tell you, I was (pulling out your favorite word) F*CKING pissed. Oh my gosh, you just don't know. I'm actually still pissed about that. Not so much that you found someone else to screw (date, whatever), not even so much that that 'someone else' was *Brittany, but, mainly because I specifically asked you about an attraction to her, and you lied. "Pssh, what?!? No, she's got nothing on you, I assure you…. you have nothing to worry about…and plus, I'd never do that to *Brian (his best friend, who was dating *Brittany)." Talk about eating one's words. So yeah, it just sucked finding out the REAL reason behind everything, instead of you just telling the truth. My initial thought was, revenge. And while I am extremely creative, I'm not the vindictive type at all. I did, however, fully intend to curse you the hell out, upon first sight. And it so happened that I got that opportunity last week. Unfortunately, I was completely & utterly trashed, with a capital T. So, when I saw you, I couldn't think quick enough to lay it on you. Instead, I continued w/what I was doing, and tried blocking you out. The whole while though? My heart was in my throat. Or, stomach. Not sure which one. And it's really, like, frustrating and confusing. Because I am positive that as I sit and ponder over what was, and what could have been…you've gone on since that day two (almost three) months ago without a second thought about me. That's what's frustrating. Knowing that I've got these feelings for someone that has lost all interest in me being with me, is less than thrilling, to say the least. And confusing, is WHY? Why DO I have an interest in you? What did you do that was so great? You were nice, yes. But you're not the nicest. Very attractive. But not the most attractive, etc. So, why? I still don't know. What I do know, is how I felt when we were together. No matter what we were doing…whether it was watching tv, eating, swimming, kissing, laying in bed together, or sitting in silence…no matter who was around, whether it was *Evan, *Brian, *Brittany, your neighbors, your parents, *Sammy (his dog) or just the two of us…didn't even matter where we were, I always felt I was where I needed to be. I felt completely comfortable. Not in the sense that "oh my God, we belong together, we have to be in some sort of super serious exclusive relationship," but in the sense of "I like you a lot, you make me happy, let's go with it." I've never ever been hung up on a guy like I have been with you. It's so much easier to have the "two tears in a bucket, and fuck it," kind of attitude. And yet, tried as I may have, I have still been unsuccessful, even now. Two/three months after the fact, plus finding out about *Brittany. As disgusted and appalled at that as I was. Even after reflecting over the alcohol thing, I'm still not over it. Don't get me wrong, it's not nearly as consuming as it was before…hell, it's not even so much 'consuming' as it is 'consistent.' It kind of reminds me of this song called "Do You"…it goes like this:

Maybe this decision was a mistake
Probably don't care what I have to say
But it's been heavy on my mind for months now
Guess I'm tryna clear some mental space
I would love to talk to you in person
But I understand why that can't be
I'll leave you alone for good, I promise
If you answer this one question for me
*I just won-der
Do you e-ver
Think of me…
...Any-mooore…
...Do you…

One thing I will not wonder, is if I was completely honest w/you, and foremost, myself. I've come to the conclusion, M[ ] P[ ], that I am in love with you. There, I said it. I don't know the first thing about love, what it's supposed to be/feel like, hell, I've told myself that I don't believe in love (not the romantic kind anyhow), but…I know that I've got this indescribable feeling for you, that I've never had for anyone else I've ever dated (and I've had much longer-lasting relationships than the one we had). So, I guess that's it. What's my point? I'm still not sure. I think I'll fold this letter & seal it in an envelope. Six months from now, if I still feel the same way, then I will know it's not just some fleeting feeling, or because I'm just on the receiving end of being 'let go.' So, if you're reading this letter, then it's true, I love you. That's probably one of the scariest things I've ever said/admitted (and I didn't even have to say it out loud). And in admitting this to you, I'm hoping you're not like "Ohhh my gawd, it's been umpteen months, and this girl is STILL jockin', what a psycho." Because that is precisely what I've thought about in the past about some of my exes that were still calling and asking to get back together, months, even years after the fact. But now, I understand, I think. Please believe, I'm not psycho, I'm not super desperate, I'm honestly not even asking to get back together w/you (or see you, or even talk to you). I guess I just feel that if I feel it then, you should know it. Life is extremely short and unexpected. I don't like to LIVE with (and certainly don't want to die with) regrets, and not telling someone I feel that I'm in love with, that I'm in love with them, is not going to be one of my regrets. So that's it M, this is more for me, than it is for you, no response is necessary…just having you know, is enough.

Sincerely,

RSM

Yeah...so, pretty heavy, eh? Talk about bearing one's soul. I'm definitely glad I made the decision to wait six months, as opposed to giving it to him then.

Anyways, enough about that.

The stupid condo lady did not call me the other day…I’m gonna call her today, because I reaaaally wanna see it! If that doesn’t pan out, there’s a couple of places I have in mind. I’m just ready to have my own space. I love living at home, don’t get me wrong…my mom is the one ‘best-friend’ that I know I can always count on and always has my best interest at heart . . .and we get along fine, we don’t fuss or fight or argue (well, if we do, it’s very very rare), so it’s not like I’m in a bad situation, but, it’s just something about having your own that's a lot different than living at home, ya know?

In other news, I only have 8 more car payments until my car is paid off (well, I’m gonna try to pay it off in less than that)…do you KNOW how great it is gonna be to have that extra $250/month in my pocket (yeah, $250 for a Cavalier, I definitely got ripped off).

Yes, things are looking up for Robyn in 2008.

On another note. I'm with T-Mobile, right, have been for the past faithful 6 years. Anyone that's known me for half a millisecond knows that I'm ALL about my Tmobile Sidekick...I've had one since the first version...well, all good things must come to an end. I get tired of losing my 'G' here lately, and the fact that after all this time, Danger/Tmo really haven't added much, technology wise...I mean there's an MP3 player now, but, whoopdie doo. I have two separate contracts with Tmo, one which is strictly for my sidekick (no phone plan on that one...I've never wanted to hold that big thing up to my ear), and one for my regular celly. My cell contract was up on the 17th of last month, but the sidekick won't be up until October of this year. I want the I-phone now. So, I will get that to replace my regular celly and I'll also have the sidekick until October, then I'll be eighty-sixin' it and I'll have one device for everything, yaaaay. Look at it, isn't it delightfully wonderful:

I’ve got an idea for my next entry…so, stay tuned, it’ll be less random than my usual entries. As for now, I think I’ve said all I’ve got to say. Peace, love, and hair grease!

P.S. Speaking of deviating away from the norm...if there's anything you want to hear me talk about, or anything you'd like to get my opinion on, feel free to drop me a line, style.substance.swagger@gmail.com and I'll address it in the blog, if it's personal, just lemme know and I'll protect your identity :)

Oh yeah, and for those of you that comment, I just wanna send a special shout-out/thank you to let you know you're certainly appreciated!! Love ya'll!

VIDEO OF THE DAY-Because aside from me, this girl is master of emotion--plus she's got an amazing voice!! She killed this song (especially at the end)!!






RMwaaaaaah

SSS, Out!

Long Time Comin’

Okay, so I’ve been slacking majorly on the posting lately, and for those of you that actually enjoy and look forward to readin’ my blog, I apologize. I’ve just been so busy...having FUN! On that note, I’ll fill you in on the day by day activities since I last left you (this is gonna be long, so at least I’m making up for my absence!)...which I believe was about two weeks ago, on a Thursday night.

I met up with Brandi that night, at Humphreys. We snagged a table and ordered drinks and some food. Another regular, we’ll call him ‘C’ was there, and standing at our table rehashing my err…tequila-driven actions from the previous weekend. In, walks one of his friends, ‘J’ and he’s with a girl, that I immediately recognize as familiar. I’m not exactly sure HOW I know her, but I’ve got an idea. They sort of pass by the table, and head to the bar, speaking to ‘C’ in the process. Drink in hand, the girl moseys over from the bar, to our table, pulls out the chair beside me, and sits down. She introduces herself as “Lo” to Brandi, and then to me. I respond with… “don’t I know you already?”

She sort of stares at me a couple seconds and then exclaims; “MP!”

*NOTE: MP are the initials of my ex.

Now, it’s confirmed how I know her. I’ll give you a little background information. There were three instances that I’d run into this girl. I dated a guy last year for about two or three months. From one day, to the next, things went from near perfection, to...just, I don’t know. We suddenly went from hanging out every single day and every single night (I mean, I may as well have been living with him, that’s how often I was there, the only time I wasn’t, was when I was at work, or, getting more clothes from home), to barely communicating, much less hanging out. He had some underlying issues that I guess he needed to deal with, to this day, I’m not sure. ANYWAY, he explained to me that he didn’t feel as though he had anything to offer anyone right now...and I’m too nice a girl to...blah blah blah. Now, given that explanation, you can imagine my surprise when one night I was walking a friend to her car after a night at Humphreys, and we’re laughing and joking on the way to the car, and we run into another girl who sort of began to joke with us…it went something like this…

[insert random laughter/jokes]
Me to aforementioned girl: girl, do you even know where you’re parked???
Girl: [laughing] ohh, I didn’t drive, MP did.

At which point, I think my face sort of fell. And I’m guessing it showed.

Girl: Uh oh…do you know him?

Before I could even respond, a few yards away, walking down the sidewalk, is MP. He throws up one arm and says; “yo, let’s go” …I don’t know if he saw me, or not. Off she walked in his direction, they got in his car, and that was that. I was, well, livid. I felt like I’d been lied to…like he hadn’t been forthcoming about why we’d broken up. I should’ve let it go, but, I felt that I deserved the truth…and, well, I’d been drinking, so, I called him. He didn’t answer of course, I left him a message. He called me back much later that morning, around 4 in the morning, I was asleep. He called again later that day. I missed both calls. I called him back, he didn’t answer. We played phone tag like that for a while.

About 2 weeks later, on a Sunday night, at my best-friend’s urging, I text him to see if he was out. Turns out he was. I ended up going to the bar he was at, so that we could finally talk. Beforehand, I asked if he was out alone, and he said he wasn’t. I wasn’t going to go after that, but he kept texting asking if I was coming. So I asked if it was going to be alright with whoever he was with, if I were to show up. He assured me it’d be fine, in fact, his exact response was “f*** yeah.” So I show up, turns out he’s with the parking lot girl, and another one of his girl friend’s, ‘K’ (this one, I know). We step outside to talk…at one point, he’s got to use the restroom, so he excuses himself. It was pretty cold out, so after a couple of minutes, I decided to wait for him inside…at which point, I realized I needed to go to the bathroom, which was located down in the basement. As I’m going down the stairs, he and the parking lot girl were coming up. I could tell that there was some tension between them. From the bathroom, I could hear them talking on the steps, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. When I ascended from the steps, they were both standing in front of the door…he sort of threw his hands up, and she walked out. A few minutes later, I think he went after her, he was gone a long while before he came back.

The third instance, was on Halloween night, which was about a week later. I was walking down the sidewalk towards Humphreys, when on the other side of the street, I thought I spotted Mike. I ask Laura if that’s him… “yep, that is Mike.” We make it across the street and are walking towards him, he’s with parking lot girl and ‘K’ again. Laura says “Hiiiiiii Mike” and I say “Yeah, hi Mike”….he speaks or whatever, and parking lot girl says “hiiiiiiiii Mike” in this mocking voice. It made me SO mad. I avoid confrontation because I just am not into drama (though it seems to follow me), but I was ready to confront this girl that night. Laura sort of dragged me into Humphreys, so no other words were exchanged.

I didn’t see her again after that. Until Thursday night two weeks ago, when she sat down at our table. More on that…

So we start talking about the night we met in the parking lot, which, she doesn’t really remember. We talk a little about MP, just generally, nothing in depth. And then we just shoot the sh!t about nothing in particular. Turns out she’s a pretty awesome and fun person. So much in fact, that when Brandi and I prepared to leave Humphrey’s, to head down to Sammy’s, we asked her if she wanted to join us, which she did. We partied hard that night, and I paid for it Friday…felt like crap all day long, lol. **Will Insert Pix Later**

Ah, that Friday night, I didn’t do anything, just spent the night recovering from the night before. Saturday, I headed down to Birmingham for a Real World open casting call @ Zydeco. It wasn’t as much fun as the one I’d attended in Nashville a couple years ago (you can read about that, here http://www.xanga.com/LostTrezher/36616252/item.html), but maybe because I was by myself. They were supposed to have been doing call backs that night, for the following day, but I didn’t receive one so, no Real World for me, lol. After the casting call, I drove about an hour and a half, to Prattville to catch Michael’s show @ The Blue Iguana. Great show, not a great crowd or location, but as far as the talent goes, Michael and the boys never disappoint.

RW Casting Call @ Zydeco-Birmingham, AL-02.02.08

Michael Warren Band @ The Blue Iguana-Prattville, AL-02.02.08

Sunday night, Lo called me and said she was meeting up at Crossroads with MP, E (a good mutual friend of mine), and E’s gf and wanted to know if I wanted to meet up with them. After making sure she’d cleared it with MP, I agreed. We all hung out, and oddly enough, it wasn’t awkward at all. Even after E, E’s gf, and MP left, Lo and I hung out for the rest of the night. I ended up crashing at her place, and went to work the next morning in some clothes her roommate provided me, lol.

Monday was spent recovering again.

Tuesday, I went to vote after work, woohoo! And later that night, Lo and I headed downtown for the Mardi Gras events. Boy, what a night. I guess there were two things that sort of stood out about that night. The first, was Lo & I running into MP out on a date. The irony never ceases…on top of that, at some point, I think Lo suggested we go bug MP for a drink (this was at a bar, so it wasn’t a romantic date anyhow)…what should have been an awkward moment (but wasn’t at all...which is weird), followed, it went something like this:

Lo: let’s go get MP to get us a drink
Me: what? no…plus he’s on a hot date
Brandi: man, f*** a MP
Lo: [looks at me] we already did that!

And then we burst into hysterical laughter. Wow, just wow. The second thing that happened involved a straw thief (yeah, so you know it’s gonna be interesting). This is what happened…

I'd brought both of us these super cool blue bendy straws (can be seen in photos). So, we both have our straws…and then, suddenly, only I have my straw. We eventually figured that she must have dropped hers when she was giving me a piggy back ride up the stairs (uh, don't ask). So we go back downstairs to look for it. We spot a guy and a woman (and I say woman, because this wasn't like…some teeny bopper here), and the woman, is holding our straw. So we walk over and POLITELY ask if they happened to have found that straw. The guy openly admits he found it. The woman says "if both of you kiss him, then I'll give it back" …I'm like…wtf, why should we have to do ANYTHING to get something back that already belongs to us?? (not to mention, why is she trying to get us to kiss the guy SHE is with..freaking weirdo). We go back and forth, because obviously, we're not gonna bend, and neither is she. I eventually get fed up with the back n forth banter, and I say "forget this, let's go get Larry" (security, whom I know very well). So, Lo and I go and explain to Larry, the whole situation, we follow him back to where this woman is. Now HE'S going back and forth with her…she keeps saying "this is MY straw…I know the law…I know the law…blah blah blah" (apparently, she knows the law, lol). At this point, to me, it's not longer about the straw, it's like…you KNOW this does not belong to you, why are you hoarding it? I was SO pissed…so I made a move to snatch the straw out of her hand, but she had some sort of intense Hong Kong Phooey Kung Fu Grip on it…I couldn't wrestle it out of her hand, so then we BOTH had the kung fu grip going. She's yelling "you're assaulting me, you're assaulting me…I know the law (of course)"…Lo pulls me away, and tells me to just forget about it. The woman is not content with just giving us the straw back, but she's okay with Larry MAKING her throw it away (guess she figured if she couldn't have it, none of us would—she was wrong), at which point, Lo retrieved it out of the trashcan, gave it to the bartender who sanitized and rinsed it off and gave it back to us. Never a dull moment, I swear. Oh, and Larry kicked the chick out (which we cleverly avoided, lol), yaaay! Team RoLo wins again! After Crossroads, we went back to Humphreys, and then from Humphreys to 3rd Base and then finally, home. **Will Insert Pix Later**

I don’t remember doing anything Wednesday night, probably recovering again. Thursday night was the official ladies night as usual. This time, it was me, Lo, Lil Bit, Brandi, Lauren, Toni, and Toni’s friend Jane. Awesome time, as usual. Too awesome of a time I think, I paid for it Friday…I was an hour and 10 minutes late! Oops. It was okay though, I didn’t get into any trouble, they (the bosses) actually thought it was funny “soooo, what’d YOU do last night Robyn? Need some aspirin?” Like I keep tellin’ ya, alcohol is the devil, lol.

Speaking of Friday, and pay...I got my first check on Friday, wooooooooooot! I can't even describe to you how fulfilling it is, to receive a check that I worked for...ya know? That's one helluva feeling. Sitting at home and collecting unemployment was nice for a while, but, there's nothing like having EARNED money. Oh, and even better, I get paid weekly, woooooooooooot!!! Like McDonald's, I'm lovin it!

Ah, Friday night, I didn’t get into anything. I stayed at home taking my [micro]braids down for my appointment Saturday morning. After my appointment, I dropped my car off to get my new speakers installed (yeeeeeyuuuuh) and then spent the rest of the day riding around with my mom. We found a 1bdrm condo that I’m super excited about! I’m supposed to go look at it today after work, hopefully it’ll be my future home! Saturday night, I met up with Lil Bit downtown @ Humphreys. We hung out there a while waiting for Lo to show, so that we could all go to the NFL party @ Crossroads…which she never did show, lol. Lil Bit and I opted to NOT go to the party when we found out it was gonna be $20, I’m sorry, but I’m not paying that to see the same folks I can see around town for free. So instead we headed to The Horse…where Brandi, her friend with blue hair, and eventually LO, met up with us. Afterwards, Lo and I went to Ihop, where we had a jolly ol’ time and a good meal…and finally, I arrived home a few minutes after 5am. **Will Insert Pix Later**

Sunday (yesterday), I slept until 2pm (can you blame me?). Then I got up, cleaned n stuff, and caught the 4:15 showing of “Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins” with mom and sis. It was an ‘aight’ movie, I didn’t think it was as funny as I’d expected it to be, especially with Martin, Monique, Cedric the Entertainer, AND Mike Epps being in it. First Sunday was much, much funnier. I halfway watched/listened to the Grammy’s…weren’t Kanye’s performance and speech amazing??? I also thought Amy Winehouse performed really well…and need I even SAY how much I loved Alicia Keys’ and John Mayer’s performance. I love that man ya know? 
Other than that, I posted a new youtube video. Not doing anything special, lol, in fact I just did a lip sync of one of my favorite songs, Kissin’ You by Des’ree (the original version/artist that INSPIRED Beyonce’s version—which I also like, for the record). Here it is (check out them actin' skills, can you feel the emotion I emit, or CAN YOU FEEL THE EMOTION I EMIT??!??!! lol):





I’m trying to think if there’s anything else I’ve left out…that should pretty much bring you up to speed on everything. Oh yeah, I’m headed to St.Louis Friday after work, for the weekend. It’s Candice’s birthday, yaaaay. We’re finna do it up real big, be sure to check for pix next week. Also, we’re planning to get tatted together while I’m there. I’m getting a musical scale, across the length of the inside of my left wrist. Above the scale will be the words “Music Is” and below the scale “My Boyfriend”. I think Candice is gonna get hers on her ankle, and I think she's getting a butterfly with the caption of "If I Had Wings..." (which was my idea, chea!). I can't wait!

One other thing, I ordered a new comforter set, can't wait for it to get here, the one I have now is long overdue to be replaced, peep the new ish!

Um, yeah, so, that's it. I'm not sure what's on the agenda tonight, but obviously after an entry THIS long, I won't be posting again tonight..maybe tomorrow. Love ya'll!

YOUTUBE VID OF THE Day-because I love me some Cory & Dondrea!!!




RMwaaaaah!

SSS, out!