I'm puttin ya ass on blast....

If there is one thing I cannot stand it's a fair-weather friend...y'all know the type, they are your road dog for life...UNTILLLLLLL they meet a dude...then they act like they don't fuckin know ya....

Such is the story of Nic...I was cool with just keepin it between her, me and K, but now that I'm hearing like she's trying to play the shit off, I'm about to put her ass on blast!Back in February, K and I and I went on a trip to Phoenix, Az. where Nic lives. She used to live in Oregon, but decided to move to the PHX last May. We were cool as shit before she left, and even when she got there, we talked on the regular and she kept asking me to come visit her down there. So, K and I went, and stayed at Nic's house. About a month before I came down, she started dating this dude, that she had met when she first moved down there. They didn't hook up initially because he had a girlfriend, so they just serviced each other in "other" ways...Apparently the girlfriend moved to Utah, so as soon as she left, they started dating.

Once they started dating, it was ALLLLL about him...and nobody else. So, a few days before K and I flew down I had a candid conversation with her and asked her were there going to be any issues with us kickin it because of their relationship..Her response "Oh no, I talked to him and it's cool. I told him you guys were coming down and I'd just see him when I saw him." In hind-sight...pure bullshit. In addition, she had to work that Friday that we flew in, I told her I'd just rent a car. She said I'd only need to rent a car for one day, because the rest of the weekend she'd be with us, and would drive us around. Again in hind-sight, more pure bullshittttt! When we talked before I came down, we had plans to shop, eat, go get pedicures, our nails done, just have a fun-ass girls weekend. Ummmm, NONE of that shit happened~with her ass anyway. All I can say is thank God for K~she's one of my closest friends and I love her to death! If it hadn't been for her, the trip would have royally sucked ass-crack. Now and her I~had a blast. As far as Nic? Fuck her!

So we flew down on Friday and rented a car and I called her for directions to her house. We walked in and damn near gagged from the smell...pure animal urine s. She has two dogs that have clearly pee'd SEVERAL (hundred) times in the house, so the heat mixed with piss....disgusting. K was practically about ready to vomit she was so grossed out. On top of that, I've never seen such an unclean house in my entire life. There is no way in hell I'd have guests in my house with it looking and smelling like that. The bathroom was the worst, and anyone who knows me well, knows the number one thing I cannot stand is a nasty ass bathroom. It was to the point that K and I went to Albertson's down the street for alcohol for the weekend, and she also and bought cleaner K clean the bathroom just so we could put our shit down! (God Love K!!!) So by the time we got settled it was time to meet Nic at this bar called Drinks down the street from the AZ office of the company we both work for. So we are drinking and chillin for about an hour and her cell phone starts ringing. And Ringing. And Ringing. And Ringing. It's ole' boy calling. Already. Hmmm, thought everything was cool??? So, after we sit there for a few hours we head home to get changed and hit the club. Now anyone who knows Nic, knows she's Miss Party and drinking cenrtal....Not tonight. Her man doesn't want her drinking. So we get dressed and go to Jilly's ...not too far from her house. K and I proceed to get completely drunk and have a blast. Nic sits at a bar and has one beer and smokes about a pack of cigs. As soon as the club closed, she drove us back to her house. She didn't even come into the house, she just jumped into her car and left. To head over to his house. At 2 am. Can you see where this is going?? K and I hit Jack in the Box down the street and then went back to her house and passed out. Woke up the next morning around 11:00. She still wasn't back, and we hadn't heard from her. So I call the car rental company and tell them I need the rental another day cuz there was no way in hell I flew all the way to Phx to sit in her house all day. I called her....no answer. So we left and hit the malls....SHOPPING! Yeah!!! I finally get a call from her ass at 4:00...P.M.!!! She's still at his house...I'm sorry but are you seeing the rudeness develop here?????? By the time we got back to her house at around 6:00 she was there sitting on her couch watching TV. She actually had the nerve to say "let's just stay here and get drunk"..Ummm are you high???? She keeps commenting on how she doesn't FEEL like going out. So finally tell her I don't FEEL like sitting in her house…why would I come all the way there for that?? Soooo, we finally head to a club in Scottsdale at about midnight called Sugar Daddy's. I believe she had 2 drinks there, and still had the attitude like she didn't want to be there. I was taking pictures in the club of her and K and I and she says "I'm not in the mood for pictures" Ummm why... cuz my name is not B and I don't have dick??? By this time, I'm getting a major attitude. Again, K and I got our drink onnnn and had a blast…..When the club closed, she dropped us at her house again. and left again….over to his house. At 3 AM. Apparently he's got a 'tude because he expected her to be at his house by 1:00 AM. Again, I thought it was cool???? Thought you had this shit all worked out?? Like I said, pure bullshit….

She came back around 10:00 on Sunday to change clothes and head out..B and her were having breakfast. Apparently B was in the living room and wanted to come into her bedroom, but who wants to meet someone half dressed and hung-over??? And at that point, I'm irriated as all hell, so I really ain't feelin like meetin and greetin no damn body!!! So she left and I didn't hear from her until around 3 PM on Sunday, as K and I were lost and halfway to Tucson trying to find this mall. I also called the car rental company again and told him I needed another day on the rental cuz at this point, I've figured out that K and I are on our own! We got back to her house around 7:00 and she was just getting her shit to go back to his house. "B is cooking me a Steak dinner" she says. As she's heading out, she actually again had the nerve to ask, "so what time do you want me to come get you and take you to the airport?" I looked at her ass and said "you know what, don't even bother, we've found our way around this whole weekend without you, so we'll drive ourselves to the airport." So K and I went and got a bunch of junk food and came to her house to pack our shit. By this time Nic's roomate Mo was there,we spent more time with her than Nic....we spent the rest of the evening sitting on the couch, talking and watching the Oscar's. We got up the next morning, and drove to the airport to fly home. This bitch didn’t even have the decency to call and say Goodbye, Thanks for coming, kiss my ass, nothing. How rude as shit. I haven't spoken to her since. She still speaks to people here in the office and apparently told a co-worker, she knows was a major downer when we were there..ya think???? When I got back everyone was asking about the trip and I just kept it quiet, only a few people know what really went on because I didn't feel the need to put all the business out there.

However, the icing on the cake came last week, when she flew here with her man to meet her family and went to another co-workers house to check it out (she just had it built) and have breakfast. When asked if she had spoken to me, she brushed the shit off by saying "No not really, I know she's been really busy" and "I was in a really weird place when she and her friend came out".......Umm how about you ain't talked to me AT ALL??? How about you know good-and-damn-hell-well, why I haven't spoken to you??? How about you owe me and my friend an apology for the way you treated us when we were there??? How about being a woman about yo shit and admitting what really went on??? I wasted NO time telling my co-worker EXACTLY what went on. Even she was like "damn that was rude as hell of her".....so now, EVERYBODY knows and until she can come to me like a woman....I'm cool off her ass and now she's on blast!!!!

All Is Well..

On the home front, it's all good. Had a long talk with E the other day, and we had a chance to chat about the issues with from his weekend trip - from both his and my perspective and it's all good now...even had some bomb ass sex to "seal the deal"!!! :-)

Could This Get Any Worse??

Wow, I think I'm officially on my way to an ulcer...between the stress of my job and the stress of my home life I have got to be well on my way.

E got a ride from "somebody" last night cuz I did not go get him from the airport, or tape his damn "24". He gets home and I was laying across the bed, playing with D. He comes and with a gift for D; this loud-annoying-ass fire truck. Gee thanks. Even T and J were getting irritated at how loud the damn truck was. He didn't say anything to me, and I damn sure didn't say anything to him. So he goes downstairs and comes back up and trying to have a conversation "I missed you" "Don't you want the gift I got you from my trip?" Y'all wanna know what "gift" that motha-fucka got me??? A goddman key chain with a picture of himself on it!!! Are you fuckin' kiddin me???? That's all the fuck you could have thought of, was some stank-ass key chain with a picture of YOU on it?? I look at yo punk ass every day, why would I want that shit!!!! Then he tries kissing and shit on me, talking about how much he missed me. Don't let the smooth taste fool ya, that nigga just wanted to some pussy. Like sex if about to fix all the ills of the weekend. That nigga has some damn nerve. So then I told him he wasn't getting shit, he went downstairs all angry. He made some comment about, "Even my uncle said he wouldn't have called you all weekend either, he could hear you yelling all the way across the room" Okay mothafucka, if you are gonna put our marital business all in the street with your family, then tell the whole goddamn story...Ummm a few years ago, I went on a trip, and told her I was going to Tacoma, but I really took another "side trip" up to Canada, fucked this white girl and now she has some issues. When I fucked old girl, I didn't call, cuz I was too busy getting my dick licked, so she may be angry because I basically didn't call her all weekend the same way I didn't call when I was with old girl....And when I called her, I called her a hater and a bitch, even though if it wasn't for her it wouldn't have been no trip, so I was no peach my damn self....Yeah how about that shit?? But noooooo being the punk nigga he is, he only told half the story to make me look like the bitch.

I came down a few minutes later to get something to drink and then he tries to ask a gang of questions "Ohhh did you go to the club?" "How was the BBQ on Saturday?" "Don't you wanna hear about my trip?" My response "No nigga, if you wanted all this info, ya punk ass should have called over the weekend" I ain't spoke to him since.

I get to work and more bullshit. This system conversion is complete and total crap. Every time I think about the crap that is about to go down, it makes my stomach hurt. On top of that, M just called me and cannot get her portion of the team assignment due for June done, so she asked if I can do it for her. I think I'll be drinkin my dinner tonight!!!

Return of the Bullshit....

I never realized how peaceful my house without E is until this weekend. He's been gone and I'll tell you what, it's been LOVELY...Nobody botherin me, I can watch what I want on TV without interruption, and no arguing...Beautiful! All that ended just now. I finally spoke to him this morning and as I anticipated, it was arguing and drama. First of all, he tried to play it off like the fact that he couldn't pick up a phone the whole weekend was my fault. "You left me a fucked up message on Friday and I knew it would be drama if I called you so, and now you're yelling at me and embarrassing me in front of my family" Ummm okay, whatever mothafucka... are you high?? Like seriously....he has called me at WORK, yelling on the phone were half my office can hear, but you gee, that shit ain't embarrassing right? He has walked in while I was on the phone with my MOTHER, cussing at me cuz he's mad, but that shit ain't embarrassing, right??? Funny, he didn't call ALL weekend because he didn't want "drama", then why call today?? Maybe because his ass is supposed to come back tonight and wants me to come get him?? Is that it??? Because the stupid ass season finale of "24" is on and he expects me to tape it?? Because his punk ass ain't had no pussy in a over a week (from me anyway) and you want some tonight???

Excuse me, but that's what you call using somebody, to come around only when you need some shit, and wife or no wife, I ain't that mothafucka...So I told his ass to get his own ride home and whoever in the fuck he was talking to all weekend can tape "24", cuz I am NOT the one!!! Seriously, I cannot stand this shit, and it makes me mad that someone gets me that upset. Like I have no appetite right now. I cannot even eat, I'm so angry....this is stupid...

The Mice Are Away....

So my ass is playin! I'm still recovering from last night....Wow! So I was supposed to have a "girls night out" which is still KINDA turned out to be, but just not on the scale that I thought. The ORIGINAL plan was to have a BBQ at my friend K's house and then head downtown to hit up the clubs. Several of my friends were supposed to come: R, V, Iv, K, E, and maybe S. Well in my usual fashion I was running late, so I didn't get to K's until like 7:15 (I was supposed to be there at 5:30). On the way over, R calls me and says that she's got some shit going on and was just going to meet us at the club. V's baby daddy couldn't come pick up her daughter until like 8:00 so she was meeting us at the clug and then Iv was not feeling well so she was coming to the BBQ but not to the club. Then I get to K's to find her doubled over on her couch~she has a bladder infection. I'm thinking, "are you kidding me" how often does this happen where I have a weekend to kick it as hard and late as I want, and now no one's wanting to kick it???" On top of that, it was typical Oregon weather, so even though the weatherman said it was going to be sunny and 75, it was pouring rain and like 55. So that was the other downer to the evening. So K and I go to Fred Meyer so she can get some medicine and we can get other various BS, and she's getting worse by the minute. So we get back to her house and I'm like "K-call urgent care, maybe they can call in an Rx" so she finally does that and they do call in an Rx. So while she's left to go pick it up at the pharmacy, I text message R, V and Iv and tell them never mind, there's not going to be a party cuz K is not well. When K got back I told her that I was just gonna head home because she really needed to rest and get better. She's like "ohhh hell naww girl, we are sooo going out~ just let me take this shit and start to feel better and we ARE hitting the club!!!!"That's my girl! :-)

So then Eb calls and says she is on her way over and yes we ARE going out. So I get ready and make sure I am looking finer than hell, cuz hey E is gone and I'm completely pissed at his ass so fuck it! Before we leave, we all take SEVERAL shots of Tequila, Captain Morgan's and drink Captain Morgan's and Coke. So we are feelin nice when we leave. Get downtown and go to The City again. They were playing the same shit they played last week! However, I'm gettin' play from a cutie white boy, so it's alll good!! Then for whatever reason, after about 2 hours, 3 drinks and 3 jello shots later, K says that we should go to The Red Sea, so we walk over there. Can you say GHETOOOO-ASS club??? Seriously....Latrell Spreewell's everywhere, dudes with their girls straight tryin to talk to you on the sly, and Lawwwd Jesus why was a gold toof all in my face all night??? The music was bangin though!! Then, just like clockwork~here comes the drama. Eb's man is there and they start arguing, like SERIOUSLY arguing....**Ummm excuse me, you are ruining my drunk with this bullshit** I swear men just bring drama...and two drunk motha-fuckas cannot have a civil and meaningful conversation....so they are going back and forth and K is all up in their shit trying to play referee. That is one thing I won't do...if my girl is into some shit with her man, I will not get in the middle...Umm not my place!!!

We finally leave the club, they argue all the way home by cell phone, because he refuses to take her home, even though they straight live together, and have 2 babies....Que pasa?? So K and I take her home. Then we hit up Taco Bell, which is by far the best drunk food EVER...I sober up and drive home at about 5 AM....I haven't had a night like that in years!

Peace Out!

So E is out of town for the weekend and I'm fuckin ass irritated, for many reasons. Let me preface this by saying our marriage is NOT picture perfect. When I was 6 months pregnant with our son (Before we were married) I found out that he cheated with some white chick. Honestly, I think he prefers white women, so God only knows why he married my black ass. Wanna see pictures of the girl? There's a link below. The way the shit went down was that he was away on a trip up to Seattle to go visit some friends and family up there, but took a little "side trip" up to Canada to go fuck this girl and spend a few days with her. Now supposedly after he fucked up, he realized how much he loved me and we went to counseling and all that bullshit before we got married and he swore he would never do it again, blah blah blah. Well, it's been almost 3 years, and deep down I am not over the shit. I still don't 100% trust him, and don't know if I ever will. Now obviously since his indiscretion happened during a trip I honestly had some serious issues with him going on another trip, so since he's planned it, I have made little fucked up comments about how I know he's got another "side trip planned" So all day yesterday he was TRIPPIN on me and so last night I told him, "well that's probably because it will make it easier to go fuck someone else like I'm sure you have planned if you are arguing with me" Hmmmm that didn't go over so well with him. So anyway, this morning as I'm driving him to the airport, all this shit is going through my mind, but I"m like Fuck that, I am not saying anything. So anyway he left and then called when he got to LA, but at the babysitter's dropping off D. So I called back like 5 minutes later and he has got his phone off. So I leave a fucked up message on his voice mail and said some shit like "you must be too busy all up in some bitch to answer your phone." So when he called back he was all mad and claims his reception is all fucked up down there and it's going in and out. Then he made some comment about am I gonna fuck up his whole trip with my fucked up attitude. So I said "Nope, you won't hear from me again for the rest of your trip" and hung the fuck up.

That was 10:00 this morning. I have not heard from him since, and when I went to check who he's been calling from his cell phone online, ummm he's been calling somebody up in Northern California who's number I don't recognize, and that same person has been calling back. The last call from his Uncle's home phone number to his phone. So if he is going to visit his uncle and staying with his uncle, why would his uncle need to call his phone? Yeah, and he gets so angry when I say I don't trust him. This is pretty much the same behavior as when he went to fuck ole' girl....didn't hear from his ass all night. But you know as much as it fucks me up, I'm not gonna let that shit get to me. If it turns out he has fucked some other white bitch..well he better hope the bitch has an extra bed cuz he won't be livin up in this bitch no more that's for damn sure, and as soon as all his shit is out of the house, my next stop will be at a divorce attorney's office!!!

Here ya go....http://ca.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/thestylist68/my_photos

The Weekend of Drama....

Why is it that when you kick it with some people, there is always DRAMA? Saturday night, I went out with 2 of my friends. R just broke up with her man J and I was also with my friend K. R was out for a night of fun, however she spent the entire night with him calling like 250,000 times. So she ended up downing bottle of wine and going to meet up with him. *Note* - They are broken up but trying to work shit out. Never mind that after the breakup she was in the hospital of suicide watch for downing a whole bottle of pills and then he went and got a restraining order against her...Hmmmm...I'll leave that one alone. **MOVING ON** So we all get our drink on at K's house, R left and so K and I went downtown to The City. As we get to the club, the bouncer let us in with no cover....Damn right, I was looking hotter than some fondue chocolate in my BCBG stilletto's and low cut blouse!

So we proceed to hit the bar and go get our drink ONNNN and get our clown on with all the triflin nigga's that come to the club and the white girls that can't dance and the drunk bitches acting stupid. I was straight entertaining myself UNTILLLLL the absolute ugliest nigga up in the club decides to come holla at me. WHY ME????!!! Do I exude some sort of vibe that the most broke down, ugly, gold toof nigga must come talk to me????? So as he approaches me, I feel like straight up Florida Evans~"Damn, Damn, Damn"!!!!! And so he gets RIGHT in my face breath just STANKIN up a storm and says "Damn baby, I been watchin your fine ass all night....so can I get a little conversation?" "Ummm sure, hey have you heard of this weird invention called chewing gum, or perhaps, mints, Altoids, sumthin???" So then my girl K and my other friend Iv that came to the club later were like let's go get on the dance floor....he follows...fabulous! To make this long excruciating story short, he licked my face, LICKED MY FACE!!!!! and then says in my ear "I can lick like that elsewhere too".....Ummm I think I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.

Meanwhile K's "man" G shows up....now let me preface by saying I CANNOT STAND THIS NEGRO! He is 22 years old, MARRIED and has 5, yeah I said it right, FIVE CHILDREN!!! Four of them are with his wife and the other child was born through one of his 162,000 affairs he has obviously had. And through all this drama, he claims he's a man of God and that is in "training to me a minister" Ummm yeah. On top of that, he has NO job and is missing 5 teeth....Lawwd help this dude! I had a feeling he was going to show up because she kept text-messaging someone all night. So he shows up, looking like a broke down Usher. He and K start dancing (AFTER he went and grinded all up on some other chick) and then we left. As we are leaving K makes mention of Ugly dude who licked my face (who I finally managed to get rid of) and she was like "damn he would not leave you alone girl", so I say "no kidding" and he says "You liked it, I could tell" So I respond with "Ummm no nigga, unlike yourself I have never cheated on my husband and actually take my marriage vows seriously" Amazingly enough he gave me a dirty ass look. Sooooo we get to K's car. She is VERY drunk so she gives him the keys and asks if he is sober, he says "Yes" and gets in the car and proceeds to speed out the parking lot at like 80 MPH....He then starts flying through downtown Portland at top speeds at like 60 MPH going the WRONG FUCKING WAY. At this point, I'm thinking, okay this nigga is straight drunk. So I ask him, where the fuck are you going? I get an "Oh my bad" back. He finally gets on the right freeway and then almost hits the concrete divider at 80 trying to change lanes before the freeway split going between heading to Salem or Seattle. At that point, my ass LOST it. I cussed that motha-fucker out. I told his ass to pull over and I drove. Madder than a mutha fucka! So on my home K calls my cell and I'm like "don't ever bring him in my presence again-seriously" Fuck that!

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I won't go into too much detail, I may get my ass in trouble one day. Actually I won't go there, because damn talk about causing drama if anyone ever figured out that the hell I'm talking about. But hey I know what I'm talking about so fuck it. That is all that matters! I want to know why??? Of all people, why???? I mean I know why, but you'd think after all the bullshit, all the drama I'd be thinking HELLL NAWWW, I'm cool... I seriously must be a glutton for punishment? I already know how it's going to play out so why even go there? It will be all wonderful and peaches and cream for like a few days and then, ummm not so much. Then I'll be thinking, now why even start this bullshit again?? Seriously...And for that matter, why am I thinking about all this crazy shit anyway? Ummmm, will that not just cause major drama in my life? HELLOOOO I've been down that road before and the end of the road sucks.....I know that nothing will come of and I'm just thinking about it, but still I just had to vent!