I Wanna Make The Dial Tone Your Bestfriend.

Quick Random Monday Rant:

As I was playing UNO with my niece and beating her pretty bad if I must say, I all of a sudden get a random phone call from a 707 number at 2 something in the morning. Normally I wouldn’t answer a call that I did not recognize, but for whatever reason I decided to see what the hell this person wanted.

Lose my number...thanks in advance.

Me: “Hello.”
Random Caller: “Tanesha?”
Me: “Who is this?”
Random Caller: “—-” (I will respect this person enough to not blast his name)
Me: “Who?”
Random Caller: “—-! You don’t remember me?”
Me: “What do you want?”
Random Caller: “Can you do me a favor?”
Me: “Nope! But I’m curious as to what you want.”
Random Caller: “Come see me.”
Me: “No. Goodbye.”

First off, I haven’t spoken to this person in about 8 months. Secondly, the d*ck wasn’t poppin’ like that to make me jump and say “I’m on my way”. LMAO, at best is was mediocre. I’m sure your hand wants is more than I do.

Ah go get a life, or better yet go get some new phone numbers and lose mine.

Signing out!

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The Not So Lovely World Of Dating. Thumbs Way Down!

Dating is a cold game, and you would think it would get easier as you get older….SIKE..

Yeah, okay, I guess

I have been single for some time now. My famous line in the past was “I like being single. I’m happy I don’t have to answer to anyone”. Well I’m damn near 30 years old and my views and opinions have shifted; I’m thinking differently, some would say clearer. Is it wrong of me to ask for a MAN who knows what his priorities are in life, is a go-getter, and is NOT caught up in all the superficial things in life? I mean damn, do these type of men even exist anymore or are they extinct? I have questions that need to be answered.

Yes, I must admit, I do have a brick wall up and I am not the easiest person to get to know. I have trust issues and I’m not the only woman in the world that does (men are included too). Would I ever hold the next man accountable for what the last person did to me? No. Will I have on my suit of armor when the next person comes too close to my heart? Yes, it would only be human nature for me to do so.

The whole cat and mouse game that usually comes with dating is not for me. The few little meaningless relationships I have been in, the guy felt that I never put my all in to it, and they were damn skippy about that one. Why would I put my all in to someone when he is not giving me the attention I am seeking from him? Seriously. What you put in is what I put out, (at least in relationships) simple as that. If your not calling me, well I’m damn sure not calling you. If your short with me (i.e not having much to say) well I guarantee you I’m gonna be short with you. Its an easy science to this sh*t, nothing complicated.

Some may think that my way of looking at the situation is petty, but it is what is. When I begin dating a guy I come in to the situation with a open mind and just a little guarded. I make sure I give the person a chance to show what they are about and are they serious about getting to know me. It’s their choice to want to either A, f*ck up that chance or B, take the chance and see where things go.

Okay I’m done talking about this dating topic. Hopefully the dating gods will be a little nicer to me in the future because this sh*t is for the birds

Men, Lets Converse.

Boy I tell ya about these simple silly chicks like Kat Stacks. I promised myself I wouldn’t mention her name on my blog, but I just couldn’t resist.

No I’m not about to go in on ol’ girl (Kat Stacks), because even though I think she is a simple minded female, I’m not really mad at her for exposing the people she has exposed. All these guys want to talk so bad on her…”she’s a hoe”…”she’s a slut”…but guess what buddy, you f*cked her, so what does that make you? You can’t call the kettle black when your ass is the blackest of the blackest..I’m just saying. If I’m mad at anyone in this situation, it’s the guys.

Men, allow me to talk freely and openly to you for a minute. I just want you know that I love you all (some more than others), and actually appreciate you. I have a tendency to be a little hard you guys from time to time, but that is because you make thee most dumbest decisions. Damn, why do you ALWAYS end up messing with the silliest bitch in the world, and then get mad when she puts you out on front street, or tries to trick you out of your money? These females out here will try to get you for your last nickel, just so they can hold it up and shout to the world about how they broke you. And then they will talk about you because all you had was nickel to your name; they will call you a “broke n*gga” until they are blue in the face. But don’t be made at them, be made at yourself. Give yourself a nice black eye, because you allowed the shit to happen. Men, get it together, I mean damn, it’s not hard to identify these silly, simple, one track minded bitches. Allow me to help you out and give you some warning signs.


1.) If you go to a females house, and it is nasty, filthy, mc dirty, but when you met her she had a nice outfit on, hair and nails done..well I hate to say it..but she ain’t about shit. Any woman that can’t take care of home, but wants to be thee flyest thing walking has her priorities disarray.

2.) If you can smell her stank twat when she sits next to you…leave her alone, the chick has some kind of infestation and is ready to pass it on to you without any guilt.

3.) If you know at least 3 people that ran up in her and she never settled down with none of them..let that rat walk, because 9 times out of 10 she is a hoe, and is happy being a hoe.

4.) If you see her on at least 2 social networks with her ass and titties all exposed…don’t even bother sending her a message because she isn’t checking for you boo, she’s checking those pockets.

5.) If you always find that you’re one that pays for everything, or if she consistently has her hand out….keep it moving, before you find yourself broke.

6.) If you have a funny feeling in your gut about this girl….you’re probably right. Leave that chick where you met her…in the gutter.

Men, I’m giving you a heads up because I’m tiered of the once upon a time “goods men” feeling like they have to now dog every female out. Just remember, there is a difference between Women and Bitches, it’s up to you to pick the one that best suits your needs. Be smart.

When Giving Up Is A Great Thing To Do

All my life I always heard “never give up”. These words have been planted in us by family members, friends, and teachers. Do you really feel in your heart these words are true? Well in my opinion I don’t think so, and I believe their is an exception to this rule.

Dreams and goals are two things you should never give up on. But I do believe they’re some things worth letting go, and that is failed relationships. Question. What is the point of trying to hold on to something that constantly slips out of your hands? It’s useless right?

Allow me to get personal without getting too personal.

Over the last couple of years I have found myself hooking up/dating the same people I dated when I was about 15 to 21 years old (pretty damn sad). With all of these social networking sites like Myspace, Facebook, and even Twitter, it is very easy for so called “old flings” to get back in contact with you, and try to rekindle what you two once had.

Well silly me, I always seem to fall in to the “let’s get back together” trap every time; thinking things will be different, but they’re not. The same childish time consuming games that were played in the past, are still presently played. The only difference is they are now being played as adults, which is wack, played out, and no longer cute. I can admit, things seem to be great in the beginning. We would talk about the past, laugh about the little silly things we used to do, chat about our future hopes of possibly being together again, blah blah blah, and bullsh*t. I have turned pretty callus to all of these false hopes, and I can officially say I’m done. Whether it was my fault or their fault as to why things things didn’t work out, it doesn’t matter because its a wrap.

From this day forward, I vow I will not hook up with another guy from my past, I’m over it. This is not to say that I will never speak to these people again. But it will be more on a “hey how are you, hope you have a great life” type conversation. No more relationship talk. Been there, done that; it’s time to give it up and move on.

My true belief as to why I always found myself with the same guys from my past, is due to fear of having to start from scratch with someone new. A lot us find comfort in sticking with what we know, which is a normal human feeling. I am currently learning that being comfortable with the familiar is not always a good thing, because you are setting restrictions for yourself; restrictions on learning and growing. I’m ready to see who else is out there, and not box myself in with the same guys. Regardless of what people think, I am still young, and I have ample opportunity to meet someone that can and will stimulate all of my senses mentally, physically, and emotionally.

With all of this being said, I am saying so long to all the guys that have come, gone, and came back into my life; I’m officially giving up. It’s been real, a little to real. Here’s a kiss for the road. Muah!

HARD?! No No Punkin….More like SOFT!

Can someone please riddle me this? Why is it that some men (or should I say boys) feel like it is always necessary that they put on this “HARD” act? C’mon son! Do you really feel the need to show me you have balls? Walking around like you’re a 24/7, 365, everyday of your life, Mighty Morphin Power Ranger does nothing for me besides make my nipples go limp, seriously.

Websters Dictionary definition of hard is – not soft, while my definition of the word and the way I use it, is the total opposite. In my world it means -soft. I will even go as far as saying “softie”,”slushie”, ummm…a “pudding pop”, your equal to wack in my eyes. Telling me what you did to this person, what you can do to that person, and what kind of gun you have, does not make you relevant, it makes you a person that feels they have something to prove. You can keep that, ’cause I don’t want it. Give me someone who has nothing to prove to,but all to show.

Honestly, I personally feel the ones that are carriers of this so-called “HARD” trait, are lacking in some area of their manhood, and feel by acting like this gives them a boost of confidence. A man who is sure of himself has no need to prove anything to anyone; to him its considered a waste of time.

So in conclusion, men, stop trying to show women you have a nut sack, 9 times out of 10 we already know. We understand you have the physical traits of a man, no need to staple your d*ck to your forehead for us to recognize this. And women, stop wrongly rubbing the egos of these men. You’re not helping the situation at hand by making them feel like they did something, when they did nothing at all.

…Let me stop before someone gets “HARD” and want to beat my ass..LMAO. I just had to get that off my chest.

NOTE: Some may call this male bashing, but its not. I like to call it “my opinion”. I would love to know what you think.

Have a tall glass of Testosterone..The drink for sensitive men.

 Will someone please get these sensitive, “butt -hurt” men some ointment or something fast?

This new fad among men these days is ridiculous. Is the government conducting an experiment on men all over the world, and injecting them with this “whiney extra estrogen” trait? *shrugs shoulders*

I’m not one for male bashing , because in some aspect they make the world go round, but damn what happened to the tough skinned men? Where are the men that let the little un-meaningful things bounce off of them like a rubber ball? Are they all extinct?

In my world, yes I said “my world”, they’re “good sensitive” people and “bad sensitive” people. A Good sensitive person  is one that has the ability to mindful of a persons feelings, caring, and loving. A Bad sensitive person is one that takes everything personal, bitches about everything, and can’t see past certain things .

Well boooo to me, because I have come across nothing but “bad sensitive” men. The ones that gripe about why you only called or text them once that day, or  the ones that get jealous when you do something as little as have a conversation with someone.  Shut up and rub some ointment that itchy “butt-hurt” rash, or drink a glass of testosterone. I wonder if men do these things so women can stroke their ego. If this is the case, you need to find another way of doing things because it is not cute.

But with saying everything that I have said, should I question myself? Should I learn how to become a little bit more sensitive. Hmmmm, it’s a possibility.

I am not using my blog as a forum to talk down on men; I love men, I would never do that. I think it should be taken more so as a Public Service Annonncent….thats all

Blind to the color

Robin Thicke?! Hell yeah, I’d bone.  Lawd Geesus that man is so attractive, he makes my knees buckle when he sings, talks, walks, eats, sits on the toilet, blows his nose, everything…he is gorgeous.  Yes, he can be the cream to my coffee anytime *drools*.

The funny part about it is that I am not normally attracted to white men. Don’t twist my words, because some may holler I’m racist or something, which I am not, I just prefer black men, it’s a preference.

I know I should not be shallow and subject myself to one group of people.  Some say that color should not matter, and I totally agree with this.  Here is a great example, and please people do not take this personal.

Example: One day I was in Target, in the lotion aisle. Along side of me was a white man; Very nicely dressed, attractive, nice smelling cologne, everything I love in man on the outside. He was watching me as I kept picking up and putting down lotions. It was obvious that I was having a hard time trying to find something I liked. So he picks up a Jergens bottle and says “this is a good lotion, not to heavy not to light” .  I chuckle and say “really? “. I begin to explain why I did not like Jergens because of blah blah blah (I don’t remember my reason, because I am now in love with that lotion). Anywho, he goes on to explain that he is a doctor and that that is the lotion he recommends to his patients. From there we struck up a conversation that went on to many different topics. Just as we were about to part ways, he asked for my phone number, and said that he would love to continue our conversation. Granted it was a great conversation, I just couldn’t see myself saying “yeah, my number is 415 blah blah blah, call me” . Was it because he was white? Great possibility. So basically the way I turned him down,  I told him that I was in a very serious relationship (what a lie). He said “oh okay, well it was nice talking with you and you take care”. He shook my hand and we went our separate ways.  Now if I was in the same situation, but instead of the man being white he was black would I have given him my number ? Yes.

Maybe stereotypes that are put on certain groups of people make me not want to step outside the box. Like for instance they say black men have big “THANG THANGS” , and white men have small “PETER WHACKERS”. I know this is not true, because I have been with black men that have really itty bity “THANG THANGS”, and even though I have never been with a white man sexually, I have seen pictures, and porn (don’t judge and don’t act) where they were hung like horses. It’s a great possibility that I am afraid that a white man may not be able to relate to me and I may not be able to relate to him. Whatever that case maybe I personally believe I need to get over it and stop seeing color. Who knows, my soul mate may be white, or any other race at that. *Sigh* Pray for me.