WTF? How the hell did I become a lightweight? My friend Damaris came by to have breakfast with me today. I was feeling particularly fancy so I suggested we make chicken and waffles with fruit cups and mimosas here at the house. I should tell you, I quit drinking last year when I realized that … Continue reading I’m a damn lightweight
I had brunch at the Toasted Yolk yesterday with Heaven. We got to talk more about some things she's been working through. Then we went to get froyo, YUM. Oh! And I got hit on for the first time in YEARS! So, that was exciting. I finally mustered up the energy and desire … Continue reading Brunch, twerking in the kitchen, and chilling.
It's budget season at work. For those of you in accounting you know just what I'm talking about. Outside of work, I've been gearing up for my stay-cation next week. I'm planning to use my alone time to get a lot of writing done. In case you're wondering, I still haven't made any progress on … Continue reading Where the hell have I been this time?
Urban dictionary defines black tax as the extra money that middle class black people are expected to give every month to support their less fortunate or less accomplished family, even to the detriment of their own household. It is also defined as, the notion that black people have to work and perform regular tasks twice as … Continue reading Black Tax
I say to myself and anyone else who will hear it, I am fucking gorgeous. I'm the shit. Look at her, and her, and all of them. Yep, I'm flyer than every woman walking this planet because I'm bomb ASF and not one person on this earth can be me like me. I've actually said this … Continue reading Sex. Confidence.