











Today is get out and about day. I am going to the mall, mentally spend a portion of my income tax check, have me some lunch (I love applebee's honey glazed salmon) and just kinda hang out with myself. I'm glasses, leather jacket and jeaned down today - got my smile in full blast and my energy is quite receptive, I'm looking forward. Then it's head on out to "Janets" and watch her sleep, lol.




Soooooo - I've been hanging out at 'the club' long enough to (1) have an opinion and (2) be just about bored. I'm actually glad about the bored part - it no longer holds the kinda interest it used to. That's a good thing. Let me tell you though:
As mini-me and her friend sat in the car keeping warm until her mom came (our rule is leave no girl standing outside in front of the school alone) I heard her telling mini me that she couldn't wait until 'Saviour's Day' so she could see what she got. It warmed my heart and got me to thinking about what it was like to be young and NOT celebrate Christmas.
Ocean Spray has made a sparkling Cranberry Juice Cocktail and I've been doing it 1940's housewife style. Got so tipsy (from the splash of Vodka I added) just walking around the house I had to take a nap, to get sober enough to get ready for bed, lol

| Your Porn Star Name Is... |
![]() |
| Your Reputation Is: Maneater |
![]() You're the kind of girl all the chicks hate... And guys are both scared of you yet strangely drawn in. |

I remember sneaking and listening to Mudbone very very low for fear of being caught when I was little. I didn't and haven't had an enormous amount of expose to Richard Pryor in my life, but I was a fan of his boldness and his passion and his position in the comedy world. R.I.P Brotha!
Before I go, I want to roll out my new alter-ego, because as I stated Mariah is giving me cloth burns from squeezing into Mini-Me's clothes. I considered taking back on Beyonce, but I want to stay young, lol lol Soooooooo...You may now call me....









