Oooo & ahhhh people
Man, ya gotta love friends. My super cool (although it pains me to admit it) loser friend Raquita took pity on the new blog kid & made my blog pretty. It still needs a little fine tuning & tweeking but I think she did a really good job. I 'm gonna try to to the tweeking myself (eek!). Hopfully I won't f-up all her hard work trying to 'fixed' or 'add' stuff to my page blog thingy.
Speaking of my loser friend I gottat tell ya, our relationship is love hate to say the least. See we both come from a family where we are the first born so naturally we feel the need to take care of everybody but ourselves. Having sd that the 'hate' part of our friendship comes when she tries to take care of me or help me out & vise versa. Cause I don't want her stinkin help & she doesn't want mine. But like the intelligent, innovative, creatively sexy black women we are, we have delveloped an effective way to decide who gets to be the big sister for the issue at hand & who has to submit & do what the other wants... we play Rock, Paper, or Scissor. Loser has to do what the other one whats. It's quite effective & I highly recommend it when decision making is up in the air. Now my reasone for saying this is because on last night Quita came to pick me up (again I am a vehicular leech, I admit it) but we had to get Cammie (her 1 year old daughter) some milk & breakfast stuff for the week. So we're in the check out line & she forgets her debit card but I have mine. So I offer to just pay for it. She refuses, I insist, she's a loser, I still insist, & she still doesn't want to take it. SO, where does that leave us folks? You guessed, rock, paper, scissor. Now at this point I must inform you that Queue always does the same thing first in this game & unless you pay attention you don't notice. But because she knows I know this, she was visually concetrating way way too hard trying not to go her usual. But being the oh so fabulous best female friend that I am I know her patterns in this game. And once again, Blogvillians, Spoken reigns supreme (insert beauty queen wave here) thank you, thank you. It was the funniest thing that happened all weekend. She's great & if you read her blog she's right, she is disgustingly good at just about everything she tries (it gets annoying, trust). But I think it's only because she neurotic & feels the need to make everything she touches better than it was originally & won't rest untill she occomplishes it. But she's not good at paper, rock scissor. t least not with me (insert snickering hear).
Speaking of my loser friend I gottat tell ya, our relationship is love hate to say the least. See we both come from a family where we are the first born so naturally we feel the need to take care of everybody but ourselves. Having sd that the 'hate' part of our friendship comes when she tries to take care of me or help me out & vise versa. Cause I don't want her stinkin help & she doesn't want mine. But like the intelligent, innovative, creatively sexy black women we are, we have delveloped an effective way to decide who gets to be the big sister for the issue at hand & who has to submit & do what the other wants... we play Rock, Paper, or Scissor. Loser has to do what the other one whats. It's quite effective & I highly recommend it when decision making is up in the air. Now my reasone for saying this is because on last night Quita came to pick me up (again I am a vehicular leech, I admit it) but we had to get Cammie (her 1 year old daughter) some milk & breakfast stuff for the week. So we're in the check out line & she forgets her debit card but I have mine. So I offer to just pay for it. She refuses, I insist, she's a loser, I still insist, & she still doesn't want to take it. SO, where does that leave us folks? You guessed, rock, paper, scissor. Now at this point I must inform you that Queue always does the same thing first in this game & unless you pay attention you don't notice. But because she knows I know this, she was visually concetrating way way too hard trying not to go her usual. But being the oh so fabulous best female friend that I am I know her patterns in this game. And once again, Blogvillians, Spoken reigns supreme (insert beauty queen wave here) thank you, thank you. It was the funniest thing that happened all weekend. She's great & if you read her blog she's right, she is disgustingly good at just about everything she tries (it gets annoying, trust). But I think it's only because she neurotic & feels the need to make everything she touches better than it was originally & won't rest untill she occomplishes it. But she's not good at paper, rock scissor. t least not with me (insert snickering hear).
posted by Spoken at 4/03/2006 04:50:00 PM
3 Comments:
This is me flicking you off, for beating me and this is me giving you teh mean face for teling thw whole blogger world about it....I'm a loser so - It just makes me a better winner
What up Cuz! Just got your text. What does "Since I won't be available for a while" mean? You getting locked up or something? Holl at me!
peace sis....i want my blog to look good like this. who I gotta know?
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