Long Time No See

It's been awhile...I've been busy as hell.

So I had this "encounter" at my job recently.
This little negroid comes in and says that I should dump my boyfriend to be with him.
-insert the 'what the hot fuck?!?!' face here-

So....i asked him coyly,"What you got that he doesn't?"
He stated the following:
a 2000 Accord
his own business (carpet cleaning)
his own house in the ghetto

PASS!

Ya'll already know ain't shit changed...

Rosewood, Florida

My parents never let me watch the movie Rosewood when it came out. I suppose the sensitive subject matter was thought to be too much for me. They were right. 10 years later I've finally viewed it. I am appalled. I can believe that back in 1923 something so heinous is possible. It still hurts. And I am now thoroughly pissed off.

Thank You and Goodnight.

Ah! Homewreckers!!!

So I got a phone call today from an old friend. We were thick as thieves back in the day. I loved the hell outta this chick, we were MAD cool. But now that I've spoken to her.....uh.....yea. I do not condone messin with married (or involved) men. I don't mean to seem harsh but really....I can't see it. I would never wanna get in between something that's already there. ANYWAY.....So she calls me and starts to basically brag about messin with some man 15 years older than her who's married with children. And she finds it funny that his kids are damn near her age. She says it's okay because he "takes care of her". Uhm....that's not sexy. The first thing I thought of was,"How would I feel if my Daddy (whom I love SO MUCH) was messin wit some broad that was my age?" VOMIT! That's gross!

So I pose a question to my readers.

You meet someone that you have an AMAZING connection with. The sex is great, their likable, the company is good. They are married. What do you do?

FRIENDS...How Many Of Us Have Them?

So I found out some things this morning.
I went to Chicago this weekend for Tasha's birthday.
The night started out fine. Food, friends, liquor. Like, how could that NOT be the greatest night ever?

We didn't realize when Leah parked the car that it was a tow-away zone...that's how the Chi makes their revenue. So we get to the car around 4:15- 4:20 ish. The car is gone and Leah throws a total tantrum. Crying and falling out on the ground about her car being towed. So I assured her we'd get it back, Tasha's trying to figure out wtf is goin on and Myisha walks away to keep from laughing at Leah's bitch fit. We flag down a cop and find out what we have to do to get the car back. I hail a cab but Tasha calls her co-workers that we were previously in the company of so they could give us a ride to the tow lot. They drive us there and Leah decides that because this man bought her drinks at the bar that he was going to be the one to pay for her car to be released from the tow lot. Uhm...HELLO! Reality check please!? So we find out later that if you're going to pay with a credit card that the credit card has to match the name that's on the cars registration. So the guy paying for it is out of the question. So Leah decides that she should be pathetic enough to be allowed to have her Dad pay with HIS credit card over the phone JUST because he's disabled and JUST because she's Leah. Bitch please.

So she's already PAST getting on my nerves. It's cold out. I've been up almost 24 hours. My buzz is blown. My feet...oh my God I won't even talk about how badly my feet were hurting. And Leah felt like she was a victim and that some random guy should save her because she's pretty. So, right now I'm the ONLY hope she has because everyone else only had credit cards...I had cash.

I walk over to her and calmly explain her options to her. She declines. She says, "No. I want HIM to pay with his credit card." So as you all may have guessed I lost my temper and told her ass off. I was already mad as hell and you're turning down my help because you don't want to have to pay for this. I should have punched that bitch in her throat for being so selfish and bratty. So she finally decides that she's gonna take the money but she wants everyone to have to pay a fourth of the cost. Uhm....nobody told you to park there. Had it been someone else driving you would want them to have to pay for it all. So....no way. She took the money, we got in the car and we all went home. And do ya'll know this broad had the AUDACITY to not even fuckin say thank you?! Omg I am so pissed off, I was even MORE pissed off when I got home at 11:30am. So I wrote her a note on Myspace. Perhaps I was harsh, but I wanted to do it while it was fresh in my mind and I meant every word of it and I still mean it.

The note:

----------------- Original Message -----------------
From: ARROGANT
Date: Feb 11, 2007 11:54 AM


Okay, some things need to be said. Myisha asked me to behave myself and not say anything, I tried and I'm not doing it anymore. First of all, my intention is not to hurt your feelings or demean you. Being condescending towards people is not something that I do for fun. Leah you need to realize that the sun does not rise and set on your ass. That's just not how life goes. When I criticize your driving it's because I'm concerned about my well-being but you'll understand when you actually hit someone. When I call you "names" I'm joking. If I didn't like you PLEASE BELIEVE you'd know it for sure because I'd come right out and tell you. And I would NEVER sit in your face like we were cool if I didn't like you.

However...

after that fiasco this morning, no I don't like you anymore. I'm going to tell you exactly why. You're so selfish, spoiled and inconsiderate. I didn't know it was humanly possible for someone to be such a spoiled, self-serving brat. You're WAY too old for that. I can see that you obviously don't handle stress well and that's fine. Some people just don't do well under pressure. You ARE indeed a gold digger. [I doubt you've admitted it to yourself yet.] I thought it was just an act until you turned down my cash for the Indian guy's credit card. Either way you would have had to pay one of us back. I hope you don't think he was gonna do that shit for free. And as for us splitting that cost.....uhm no. You drove;not us. If Myisha had driven you would have expected her to pick up the whole tab for it. I'm not the type to bite my tongue and Myisha knows it. I tried for her, but I can't. It's out of my character and it's fake and I'm not a fake person. If I feel a certain way I'm gonna let everybody know. You can't always have your way. No offense Leah, but what the fuck do you plan on doing when your parents are no longer here? Who are you going to run to then when shit gets tough? You can't justify ANY of your actions this morning. You treated us like we were the cause of the problem. You obviously don't want to take responsibility for shit when you fuck up. That needs to change. When you get men to do things for you...they're going to want things in return. Sugar daddy or not....the silver lining in the cloud is usually just an illusion. Sure when I go out my cleavage is hanging all out but I also don't go around scoping to find the man in the club with the most money to get me drunk. You obviously have some personal issues that you need to deal with. Looks like Emily isn't the only one who needs some therapy. You walk around all high and mighty with champagne taste like ya shit don't stink but you got beer money. Until you stop acting so petty and childish, you're not going to have many lasting friendships. You claim you like having ride or die friends....that's not true Leah. You want friends that will do ANYTHING for you with no consequence. Not a good look.

You have until Friday to give me my money back.
After that, I don't give a damn if you don't say another word to me. I'm so disappointed in you. I thought we were better than that but you couldn't even be woman enough to come to me and say "Niki, we need to talk." It's all good though.

Peace.



Holler.

Sha Boing Boing

So I was thinking...
Why is sex such an important issue?
I mean when did it happen and what's going on with the human brain that it becomes so corrupted that all we do is think about sex? Way back in the day sex was used SOLELY for procreation. And if you WERE having sex for pleasure then you were some kind of hobagslutface. Now there's very few people who only use sex for procreation purposes and most of the people who say they do are lying. I am almost positive. I'm fine with that. I'm even more fine with the thought of having wild hot sweaty monkey sex with the one I love for the sole purpose of uninhibited pleasure.

My question for the masses is....
when the fuck did this shit happen?
I've been scouring for days in search of the precise moment when America (and the rest of the World) became so oversexed.

Talk to me.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

So it's a new year. I'm late posting (as usual) and you folks didn't even miss me (as usual). Resolutions? None. I never stick to them past February. It's always the same old stupid shit that will honestly take longer than a year to fix. I'm not interested in making anymore empty promises to myself in an attempt to please the masses or my meddling ass parental units.

Hangover? None. Shockingly, I didn't have one. Good food, good people, good liqour and dancing until I sweat my from into a reddish marshmallow caused me to have one of the best nights ever. It was only missing one person. :( -sigh- I'll get there soon. Hangovers suck ass but at least I didn't get one.

Memories? FUCK YES! Some of the best ever. I got to hang out with my best friend in the whole wide world and catch up on old times with some old chums from my schoolgirl days. GOOD FUCKING TIMES AMERICA!

Well...

I had every intention on discussing Oprah and how her recent love for Africa compares with those of Angelina and Brad, Madonna and Guy,etc. But instead....all I can think of right now is the following:

I REALLY REALLY love my boyfriend. He's the most amazing human being I've ever had the pleasure of getting to know (and I'm not finished yet). He's like water to a drought, the sun to a starving crop, the yin to my yang, the.....well you all get the picture. I won't get SUPER corny on you. I need him. I'm not afraid to admit that. I'd never tell him that though, that just gives him an open portal to think he can do whatever the hell he wants. Men are funny creatures. No matter how comfortable you get...you must always proceed with caution. Give and inch, they'll take a mile. It's human nature and you can't fault them for it so you have to make it your job to regulate where necessary.The last "union" didn't work because I let him know EXACTLY how I was feeling ALL the time. He knew that I loved him to no end with every fiber of my being...I believe that may have been a mistake. Oops. So this time around I'm trying to do everything the RIGHT way....instead of throwing my heart on the table to be played with. That shit's just not cool.

Holler.

Token Blacks

I swear I'm the Token Negro at work. Should I be ashamed of that? I mean that kind of makes me an Uncle Tom doesn't it? I don't want to be "liked", "accepted", or promoted due to the color of my skin. There's only 3 (maybe 4) people at my job that are Black and then there's about the same number of Latinos and like 2 Asians.....and 2 Indians. So...I'm kinda on my own over here. Everybody there is pretty complacent with being one of the very few of color. But it sits funny with me. It's uncomfortable. I feel like everyone is looking at me and WAITING for me to do something stupid so they can mark me as "another stupid nigga" or tiptoeing around me trying not to piss me off because they think I might be one of those "ghetto Black girls" that fights all the time and acts a fool.
I'm not racist, I'm not prejudice and I'm not the type to discriminate. But when I started to develop this...this...weariness around White people...I began to dislike them. I don't know whether to joke about my color or flip the Jenny-Ann switch. IT shouldn't be this hard...EVER. I should be able to punch the clock...do my work...collect my paycheck...and take my ass home.

Lesbians: A Fad?

Recently I just found out that like 5 or 6 of my female friends are either lesbians or bisexual. When the hell did this happen? I dont knock the lifestyle, that's not my position. I'm just curious as to how this all comes about. Are they watching too much lesbian porn? Are men REALLY scorning them into the arms of women?Were they born this way? I just don't get it. And majority of my friends have children, so they were straight at one point right? Or were they just putting up a front so they wouldn't have to explain to anyone? I have friends and family members male and female that are gay/lesbian. I love them all regardless of their sexual preference. But lately there's just a serious overflow of gay/lesbian activity.

Awhile back there was all this hoopla about gay/lesbian marriage and whether or not it should be allowed. I personally don't give a shit. They don't bother the hetero so why should we bother them? Leave them folks alone and let them live, they put their pants on one leg at a time just like the rest of us. Anyway, not long after there was TONS of gays just poppin up out of nowhere. I mean is the closet really big enough to house them all? Or did the closet get too full so they all had to burst out of that mofo at the same time. My best friend just told me she was gay the other day. Sure I still love her silly ass and she'll always be my friend but what made her do it. She claims she's always been gay. WTF! Then why did you get married (to a man) and have a baby (gorgeous little girl!)? I mean you were grown when you had her....so if you were gay why didn't you just leave men alone. And that's another thing....WHY DO LESBIANS USE STRAP-ONS AND DILDOS? You only like women right? So why do you want them to fuck you like they're men? Oh hell......this shit is too confusing and headache-inducing.
I'm goin to Starbucks for a White Mocha....then I'm going to call my boyfriend so we can have hot,sweaty, heterosexual sex.

POorLITICS

:pissedthefuckoff:

So I just got back from the polls...

first of all my State is irritating the fuck out of me. For Referendum we got Article 13 [making it possible for unmarried couples {INCLUDING GAYS} to receive the same benefits as married couples] and the Death Penalty Ref. to reinstate the death penalty in my state.
Can we get some muthafuckin educational help here? We have like REALLY low scores for grade school students. All the kids are dumb, classes are over crowded, schools are over crowded, there aren't enough books/supplies, the schools have no money, the city and the schools are partially segregated and so on and so forth....

Okay here's my stance on the first part. The entire state and its media has made this entire referendum about gay rights when in reality it's about UNMARRIED COUPLES. Whether they are gay or straight is irrelevant. Unmarried couples usually stay together MUCH longer on average than married couples. They live,work and play together and they bear and raise children together. So what if they aren't LEGALLY married....they behave like it so they should be granted the same rights as married couples in my opinion. If the referendum goes through then unmarried couples will not be granted the right to give their loved ones proper burial, file joint taxes, make life changing medical decisions or obtain life insurance policies. The divorce rate is so ridiculously high these days that a lot of people feel like if it's not broken they shouldn't bother fixing it. I totally agree.

As for the death penalty......
we are but mere humans and God never gave us the OK to take someone else's life just because they did something wrong. Let their asses ROT in prison for life without parole.

Bitches & Sistas

Of course there's a difference between the two. But I don't really wanna discuss sistas. I wanna talk about bitches and why there's so many of them gettin away with silly shit these days. I'm a strong advocate of Pocket Pimpin. If a bitch is "gettin outta pocket", put her ass back in that muhfucka and keep it the fuck movin. Why is Dolce so upset? I'll tell ya'll why. [All names have been changed to protect the innocent.] Jimmy is (technically) married to Rita. Rita and Jimmy have a young son and they've been together for like 12 years. Jimmy has several children from previous relationships as does Rita. Recently Jimmy received a notice in the mail that he'd have to go to the courthouse to take a DNA test for a child that may (or may not) be his. So he complies, takes the test and it comes back positive. So now he has a 13 year old daughter whom he's never met and doesn't know. This little girl is probably pissed the hell off that this man has never been in her life but little does she know....it was all at the hands of her triflin ass mammy. Trina had a one night stand with Jimmy 14 years ago, got pregnant and didn't say anything. She goes ahead and hops right on the welfare line; draining the HELL out of taxpayers (like myself) has been fun for her. But all things must come to an end eventually. Her gravy train has run out and now that she's working the State wants her to pay back ALL the money they've given her. So what does she do to avoid the big payback? Well, she does what any raggedy ass bitch would do! BAM! All of a sudden she KNOWS who her baby's daddy is. The only name she gave the State was Jimmy's, no one elses like other women do. I understand things happen and sometimes people have moments of passionate indiscretion but this bitch did this shit on purpose. She is well aware of the law in the state I live in. In the event that you obtain permanent, full-time employment you are held responsible for repaying all monetary public assistance that was granted to you in your "time of need". This bitch was "in need" for 13 muthafuckin years. That shit just don't sit right with me. Now Jimmy NEVER once had a problem giving his other children what they wanted/needed so he would have never denied this new child. All while he was coming out of pocket for what they needed he was also spending PLENTY of quality time with them AND paying child support to THEIR mothers. He never once complained about it. So the "justice" system is just going to let this bitch get away with this shit with no fuckin questions asked. Jimmy will have to pay her child support arrears, remaining child suport from age 13-18 AND all the benfits she received from welfare.
Ain't this some shit? When the fuck do fathers/men start gettin some got damn R-E-S-P-E-C-T?

Am I a Self-Hater?

I don't think I am but oh well. I use derogatory words very loosely out of pure humor. That bothers alot of people. Should I care? I don't but SHOULD I? I call people coons and jigs all the time because it's funny to me. I don't understand for the life of me why folks are so uptight about words. I used to think ni**er was the ugliest word in the English language. Sure it holds a little sting to it because it IS known as being the worst racial slur ever created. Years ago Blacks began using it as a term of endearment, I suppose it was thier way of taking it back from White folks. They would use it descriptively, laughingly, seriously, etc. Maybe they were screaming out to racists that this word could no longer hurt them, it was now THEIR word to use as they pleased and Whites were no longer allowed to use it.

But today as the word is used more often than ever, it's getting some folks uptight. I recently made a few comments on a messageboard about ni**ers shuckin n jivin in reference to the "coonish" dances that they do (ie Harlem Shake, Chickenhead,Chicken Noodle Soup with Soda on the side,footowork etc...). I understand that some of these dance originated inteh Motherland and some of them are apart of my history and culture....but they STILL look ridiculous. It reminds me of minstrel shows and shit when the Negro was used to entertain the White folk. If they get to make fun of us then why can't we make fun of us. I'm not doing anything wrong in my opinion. I love Black people, I love MY people. They are who I am. I'm not a self-hater...I'm just me.

Well Damn I Say....Just Damn.

It's been awhile. I apologize.
So...I'm having a little problem.
A friend of mine has asked the CRAZIEST shit. "Would you have a threesome with my husband and I?" I don't know what to say.

I mean sure threesomes are nice to fantasize about....BUT... I don't think she's understanding what this entails. She's asking me to fuck her husband. Her marriage is already rocky, why make it worse. She accuses him of cheating n shit but then asks her best friend to have sex with her husband. So if I were to say yes then she'll forever be wondering if I'm fucking her husband on a regular basis. Then that'll give her a new reason to accuse him of fuckin someone else.


Apparently he suggested it first. Okay fine. What man doesn't want two women at the same time. But it's never supposed to be your wife/main woman and someone else.Never,never,never. It's a fantasy...that's it that's all. According to her, I was the first person he suggested as a third partner. Big no no on his part. That's just suggesting
that he's wanted to fuck me since high school. Right? Or am I trippin? Threesomes can either strengthen a relationship or tear it down.In their case I think it's going to be the latter. She wants to do it and that's cool. She feels most comfortable with me because we've been friends for so long...but I don't want to ruin her relationship. Dammit.

YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!!!!

An adult is an adult no matter what. I beat other peoples children with no hesitation. And I will continue to do so until they stop tellin their little snot nosed ankle bitin crumbsnatchers to tell other grown ups that they're "not the boss".

My Affair With The Pepsi Man

God this man is fine. He's 6'4'', chocolate, and slightly bow-legged. His ass looks tight in those blue slacks too. I just wanna lick him from head to toe. I really should just pay for my gas and get my ass back home but instead I wrote my phone number on a piece of paper and stepped out of the car. My boyfriend is going to KILL me! I walked up to him and asked him if he drinks Coke. He turned around flashed a bitch a Colgate smile. Straight and white and his lips look like they were made for my -ahem- yeah. He laughed and shook his head no. I smiled, pushed my number in his empty hand and struted away. An hour later my phone was ringing. He asks if it's okay if he doesn't tell me his name. I allow it, only because I wanted to work him over with no strings,staples,or nails attached. I don't know what the fuck I was thinking but I gave him my address, told him to meet me in 15 minutes and hung up on him. I halfway thought he'd be on some bullshit. HA! Yeah right. 14 minutes later he was at my door. I answered it naked. It was ON! That nigga fucked me six ways from Sunday and licked,sucked and kissed every single crevice of my body. "Ma'am if you're finished pumping your gas I'm going to have to ask you to move your car."

All the good shit is always a fucking dream!

Family Matters

So...I went to my Aunt Sara's funeral today (RIP). I have the most bamma family on the face of this Planet. These people are ghetto, kuntry, bourgie, stuck-up and a myriad of other things. I gotta be halfway nice since some of them DO read this. I SWEAR my cousin Shaneida (insert eye roll here) is THE definition of ghetto. This broad let her children come to the funeral with bags of chips and soda so they'd sit still. If that was the case she could have took them over to her Dad's house. (He's disabled and couldn't make the "homegoing celebration".) So KiKi and Janiah are sitting in the second pew right in front of me just munchin n shit like their at the damn movies. WHAT THE FUCK!? Then they pick the most bamma of all churches. Jesus is the Way Missionary Baptist Church (insert another eye roll) only seats 150 people comfortably and there was about 20-25 people standing up and 15 people scattered about in fold up chairs. SMDH! So we go through the motions and the pastor gets up to do his thing and starts talkin about how he went from a drug addicted gang banger to a preacha mayne. (insert SUPER eye roll) What in the blue fuck does that have to do with my deceased aunt? Nigga it's hot like two fat women in wool sweaters fightin over KFC and you're over capacity but you wanna sit here and tell us your life story. FUCK OUTTA HERE! So we get to the cemetary and it starts to rain....but yet again they wanna give long ass speeches! Let's GO already damn! So we get back to my Aunt Sara and Uncle LeRoy's house for foodage. Niggas, heat, food, liqour and small spaces
DO NOT mix! I've had a migraine since about 11am. I'm tired but can't sleep.

Preach It!.....or not.

What the hell is up with Mase and DMX. They both say their calling is to be pastors. Okay fine...you got the Holy Ghost yay for you nigga. But you continue to rap (and cuss alot) because God gave you a "gift"? That's lame as hell. I think that they're merely using religion for capital gain. Well, that and to excuse their bizarre behavior. I understand that some people have epiphanies n shit in their sleep and when they wake up they think they're prophets n shit. Okay cool I can accept that.But you're asying that God wants you to talk to the public about drugs,alcohol,hos,cars,clothes,and the ghetto....


Get real.

OMG!

I need this. Nissan needs to not bullshit on making this car a reality.

http://www.automobilemag.com/auto_shows/tokyo/

R.Kelly Magnets

-inhale- I see several little girls daily. Yanno just when I'm out and about and I want to know what's wrong with their parents. I see little girls around 11 and 12 years old dressing like they're on their way to the club. High heels, midriff tops, short ass skirts, etc. Where da fuck you think you goin? Full faces of make up. What in the red hell?

Now I understand that that's a rough time for a girl. She's starting puberty and she doesn't want to look like a little kid but she's not yet ready to dress for the Blue Flame. Some of these girls are fast as hell (fast=hot in the ass) and some aren't. They might have self-esteem issues. They might watch too many episodes of Top Model. They might be peepin in one too many Cosmo issues. They could have aspirations to be a model or a fashion designer. They might think that just because they have a models shape (skinny as hell) that they're entitled to dress like one. I'm not saying she should still be wearing velcro Barbie shoes, barrettes, Dora the Explorer shirts and shit but damn dress your age. Those short little skirts that everyone is wearing nowadays have no business being on a 11 years old ass. They're asking for trouble in several different forms. Padded bras because they're self-conscious about their little mini-boobs...oh HELL no. Mothers whose bodies have long gone into mommy hell live vicariously through their daughters bodies need their ass beat with 2x4's with nails in them. Okay that's harsh but I'm sayin though...

I don't have any kids so I'm sure you're all like "What the fuck do YOU know?". It's common sense. Everyone was in an uproar when R. Kelly had his little scandal with the 14 year old girl. Now these lil snots are walkin around lookin even worse. At least SHE had on some Teletubbie sandals. If I had a daughter that age I wouldn't have a problem with her dressing like a young girl but these chicks are taking it too far. 11 and 12 with eyeliner on? Uh Uh son. No tight ass jeans. No tight ass shirts. When you get dressed in the morning I'm gonna make you lift your arms up and if I see your stomach then you gotta go change. If I can see that quarter I gave you for milk in your back pocket...then you gotta go change. If I look at your face and you resemble a geisha girl you're gonna have to go wash your face. If I see you in some stilettos that are as high or higher than mine I'm going to break your nose. Which brings me to this...

Why the fuck are these mothers buying this kind of shit for their kids? Little boys walkin around with fake bling bling and shit. Baggy ass jeans that look like MC Hammer pants. Long ass shirts and shit. Nigga you gay? You got a DRESS on. He's ASKING for a fuckin wrap sheet. When you take your daughter shopping and she picks out clothes consider this...if you'd wear it then she has no business wearing it (within reason). Think of it like this: If what she picks out has potential in your closet to snatch up a fine ass man then she should put it back. This is the 21st century in America and sex sells better than EVERYTHING else. Naturally, the media and clothing designers would even make it appeal to little kids. That's just more dough in their pockets. They don't give a damn about what happens to your kid in the process. Have some sense for cryin out loud. -exhale-

When Enough Is Enough

Yea. I'm so ready to get the hell outta here. One negative occurance after another. This morning my aunt died. She was a severe diabetic and didn't take very good care of herself. But still. It's so sad. Ever since my NaNa passed in 1999 my whole family is just droppin like flies. It hurts. I know change is inevitable but it scares me sometimes. Some days I just REALLY wish I was little again and I could go back to not having a care in the world but eh I guess that's adulthood for ya.

This moving thing is messin with me too. It's like being stuck between a rock and a hard place and not knowing whether I'm coming or going. Constant migraines I tell ya. I'm looking for a school to go to. Looking for a new job. Looking for serenity in America (but I've pretty much accepted that it's not gonna happen).

Friends. I have tons of them that do NOTHING for me except help me get drunk and shake my ass on random guys that I'll never see again. So....what do I need them for? I mean they're not benefitting me in any way. Is that selfish?

My week sucked ass. Sunday I had a SUBSTANTIAL amount of money stolen from me. Monday I broke my finger. Tuesday on the way to the movies me and my friend got pulled over for DWB. Handcuffs ain't cool. Wednesday I got in a car accident. Thursday sucked because Sunday - Wednesday sucked. This morning my aunt passed away. I'm getting so drunk this whole weekend.