Of what coonery is about to happen this weekend…

**this is my “im drunk dont fuck with me” face**

I’ll be back with more tomorrow……:thumbsup:

xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Last Night was cool…After work, I headed home on the slow-0-5 and finally reached there at about 6pm. I talked to Christal the whole way home. My patna in crime…lol. We hadnt talked like that in a few weeks and it felt good to listen and be heard.

After that, I headed over to the gym to get my good workout in. But I got “punished” :pissed: for not coming in the day before *Wednesday*…eh well. everyone needs a good kick in the pants every once in a while. Keeps ya stamina up. *giggle*

me and some of the sorors & the bruhs….Quefest 2004

After that I headed home to get some work in because I knew that I was going to be doing LITTLE TO NO work this weekend. Around 10pm we headed out to Step Practice for the Fall 2005 Yardshow at USC. It was good to see my sands and sorors again. :grouphug: I’m kind of out the loop now that I live about 30-45 minutes away and we’re all so busy and ….well, GROWN. :girlie:

We grabbed a quick bite at Jerry’s on the way home….nice nice.

It felt good to see everyone again….and by the end of the weekend, I’m sure everyone will be tired of seein me.

I heard from Incog this morning, so that was cool. He’s doing fine and they’re about to make their travels today a little further north from where they are now. I hope things go smoothly..He seems like he’s doing pretty good though, which makes things a little lighter on my brain. Constantly in prayer….

Anywho, here’s my meme for the week…

Lasts…. (COMPLETED 9/09/2005)
Last cigarette: Never.
Last car ride: This morning…on the damn 405
Last good cry: Umm…few weeks ago.
Last library book: ACHA! COMEDY! …..2004…damn USC.
Last beverage drank: Water..Im on a diet, remember?
Last food consumed: Yogurt
Last phone call: From Incog…letting me know that he landed safely….^__^.Thank God…:pray:
Last time showered: Now. That’s what I’ll do after this.
Last shoes worn: Pink FlipFlops <3
Last cd played: 112
Last item bought: Some DVDs for a friend of mine.:surprised:
Last annoyance: SPAM!!!
Last disappointment: One of my fav. coworkers is leaving.. :pissed:
Last shirt worn: My Couture Freak shirt…
Last website visited: Pink-Baby
Last IM: Coley! LOVE YA!
Last song you sang: Ying Yang Twinz – Badd! I’m looking for a dime, that’s TOP O DA LINE! …Hey…i have to have SOMETHIN to rock to at the gym…:lol:
What color of underwear are you wearing? What underwear? HAHAH Kiddin…they’re pink…that is all..
What’s under your bed? Nothin…we keep it perty clean…

Taggin: Cymple, JDID, April, Coley, Frank, & Jorge

I hope you guys have a great weekend…I’ll most definately have pictures from tonight, and tomorrow. SO STAY TUNED!
Stay Blessed…:pray:

xoxoxoxoxoxo

I guess I was just sitting here thinking…WHO voted for this asshole….And then I did some research and I found a few sites stating that people in Louisiana “got what they asked for”….meaning: they voted for Bush and so now they have to WAIT for him to respond.

So I did some research into it..because i was curious to know WHAT states voted for WHO? Because I never really looked into it. I found a website that did an IQ/Politics analysis….I’m posting it below. Please feel free to comment.

HOWEVER: DO NOT THINK THAT I agree THAT THE TITLE IS TRUE. I DO NOT CARE WHO VOTED FOR BUSH. THESE PEOPLE NEED HELP. DO NOT GET ME TWISTED. This is merely a “what do you think?”….”what are your thoughts on what other folks are saying”?

IQs and Politics

FROM: http://chrisevans3d.com/files/iq.htm

Wow, what can I say, in the first 24 hours over 540,000+ people viewed this page! I originally posted this to a few friends on a forum, using information from a list just like this created after the 2000 election. The list was carried by the St. Petersburg Times and the Economist, amongst others. The IQ data was originally attributed to the book “IQ and the Wealth of Nations”, though I checked and couldn’t find them in the current edition, I had posted saying such at the bottom of the table. The tests and data were said to have been administered via the Raven’s APT, and The Test Agency, one of the UK’s leading publishers and distributors of psychometric tests.

I can’t lie, it feels weird. :uhh: He doesnt like me to make a big deal out of things, but he’s flyin to Mississippi…and they’ll be driving to Memphis…That’s STILL close to Louisiana. I feel sick.

I pray to God that everything is alright and he comes back safe and sound. I know his brother will take care of him, so it eases a lot of tension that goes along with…the questions of “are they going to be alright? do they need anything? does he have everything he needs?” If his brother is anything like him, I know he’ll be alright. Can’t wait to meet him one day….

Other than that..things are still cool. We went to the Olive Garden yesterday. I’m not even gonna go into all of the diet sinnery that took place. I’ll just say it was tasty and leave it at that. :cloud9:

I received sample #1 of the line. It’s so cute…maybe i’ll take a picture in it and post it….*havent decided yet*. I wore it to work today. :girlie:

The layout is staying like this…like it or love it…I aint touchin it again until the end of September …yeah right.

It’s Thursday….one more day ya’ll…just one more day. Stay Blessed.

xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

I guess ya can see that I’m working like a wild woman over here on this layout…:typing:

Apologies if you’re having ANY trouble viewing posts or anything like that…..I’m just adding a few things/sections….and making the layout…..more…..”ME”…*giggle*.

I should be done with everything by tonight I guess….but then again, i’ll be taking pictures on Friday and Saturday, so who knows…maybe I’ll wait until then to do more changes cause my hair will be on point. :thumbsup:

[EDIT] I’m DONE…fuck it [/EDIT]

Things have been good, so far today….:thumbsup:

As soon as I leave work, I’m gonna be headed home to do some work on this here website again, and then it’ll be back to the gym. The gym is becoming my second home…which is okay…because im really tryna put forth the effort in losing this weight…

I must admit that I slipped up over the weekend when we went to my mom’s house….:mouthshut: What can I say? The Mac N Cheese was on point. But i made up for it on the treadmil on Sunday, so hopefully that wont be adding to my weight …

Im hoping that the weekend will come faster, even though Incog wont be here. uch: But I know he’ll be having fun, so I’m just gonna have to find things to occupy my time and pray him through the flight and trip. I get to see my spec on Friday so that will be coolio…I’m thinking Dinner at Olive Garden…..:yummy: We’ll see….

I still have to hit up Babys R Us…but that’s the easy part….wrapping is the part I hate….The only part i really like is the stickers and the little notes….*giggle*…

Which reminds me….I got my new San-X Buru Buru Dog Stationary Letter Sets today in the mail. They are so cute.

*sigh*….I guess that’s it….Happy Hump Day!

xoxoxoxoxoxo

Yep….with a needle….and drew what FELT LIKE a pint of blood….I KNOW my blood is a hot commodity…being Type O and all…but gee wilickers…

So all my hospital/dr files are updated….yay me…I un wanna have to do that for another few years…*giggle*…Blood makes me queezy…giving, taking….either way… uch: But I did it….:curtsey:

And I managed to take a few photos yesterday too…

I hope you guys all continue to have a Blessed week! :pray:

xoxoxoxoxo

Grocery shopping is LUCIFER when you’re on a diet….It takes great skill and strength to stay away from the Cheez-It Aisle….and to make sure that I’m only throwing Yogurt and Lean Cuisine’s in the basket….But I made it through…:curtsey:

Lord Help Courtney…:uhh:

This weekend was pretty good…Saturday morning, I woke up and hit the gym to get my morning exercise in before we went to my mom’s house. She cooked a FABO-LOUS dinner for me, Incog, and my grandparents….:thumbsup: for Sweet Cornbread. After that, we headed out to the Camarillo Outlets where Incog found a cute shirt at Polo Ralph Lauren and I was able to pick up some baby shower gifts from Carters. We then headed home to chill and relax. :couple:

On the way home, We rented Monster-In-Law, Beauty Shop, Diary of a Mad Black Woman, and the Upside of Anger…..I loved them all…

Monster In Law: Wanda Sykes MADE Monster-In-Law. Jennifer Lopez was OK, but Wanda made ALL the difference in that movie.

Beauty Shop: Oh my geez….I know he’s married…but they’re cute together…:)…or maybe it’s just the Islander *Barbados* in me….

Diary of a Mad Black Woman: Ya’ll already got my review on the last post…

Upside of Anger: It had a weird twist, nothing I would have expected….a good “Feel Good” movie…:thumbsup:

On Sunday, I finished watching the movies while Incog was at work, and managed to make it on time to Physical Training at the gym. I also managed to find time to mop the kitchen and to clean the bathrooms…

And Today, Monday……was my day….I was able to hit the gym early this morning, then come home and shower. After my shower, I headed over to the Nail Shop to get my Pedicure….:surprised:

Then I headed over to the Apple Store to remind myself what I was studying for….gotta have SOME kind of motivation…:blush:..lol…Then it was on to Target, but it was PACKED and there was NO parking so I left and headed to Ralphs to do our Grocery Shopping for the week….A week SOUNDS like a short time, because it is…we eat a lot….and food goes by fast…especially juice since it’s EXTRA hot :sun: in the Valley….:uhh:

So here I sit…a little tired *those stairs are NO joke with 12 bags of groceries*. I hope you guys all had a good Holiday…I think mine was pretty good…I didnt go to any Labor Day parties…*thanks for the invite OJ* but I’ve never been one to do that anyways….I’m a hermit sometimes….:shhh:

Anyhow…have a Blessed week you guys!

xoxoxoxoxo

It was good….I finally rented it and watched it….

And I must say…it was a really good movie. :thumbsup:

My favorite lines:

“Call the Po-Po, Ho!” LMAO

“I may not be able to give you what you’re used to, but I can love you past your pain” *does the Halleluiah Dance*

I’d rent it again…and I’m thinking about purchasing Tyler Perry’s whole collection….

Continue to have a good weekend ya’ll….

xoxoxoxoxoxo

say hello to the newest addition to the ce family…him and incog are currently fighting over who gets the left side of the bed…

have a blessed weekend…and labor day…

xoxoxoxoxo

Ask Not For Whom the Bell Tolls. It Tolls For “Occupant.”
Here’s a thought.
(written by a live journal user)

It might cross your mind, at some point in the next few days, to write something about how “stupid” the people trapped in the disaster zones have been, or how “lazy” they must be to not have escaped sooner, or how they “deserved what they got” for choosing to live somewhere on the Gulf Coast, within direct reach of hurricanes.

My suggestion is this– sit on your fucking hands. Sit on them until those sentiments no longer make your typing fingers itch.

Natural disasters are ubiquitous. Somewhere in the world, something is always happening… a tornado is touching down, a dam is breaking, a river is surging, an earthquake is trembling, a forest is burning. Some of these events become so routine, that local residents come to view them as quirky inconveniences rather than hellish disasters. Weathering them with a smile becomes a source of pride, an essential element of local character. Inclement weather becomes a feature, not a bug. The national media does goofy human interest stories about it. Locals hook their thumbs in their belts and say, “No sir, them there sulfuric acid geysers ain’t never bothered us none. You just keep the kids indoors and wash the dogs with baking soda after you let ‘em out.”

The Gulf Coast gets hit by hurricanes pretty frequently.

Most of them are nothing like Katrina, or Camille, or Andrew. All of them cause trouble for someone, but most of them pass in a flurry of rain and wind, tear some shingles here and break some windows there, drop a few tornadoes, and then go away. Residents come out of their homes, take the boards off the windows, crack their knuckles, and get to clearing the debris from their streets and their yards. They’ve spat in Mother Nature’s eye one more time and lived to tell about it. Move? Why move, when the weather’s really not that big a deal?

They start to think they can handle anything. And then the once-in-a-century Motherfucker Maximus comes along and turns the landscape into a collaboration between Jasper Johns and Gustav Dore.

Quite a few of them weren’t stupid, or lazy. They were in fact tough, smart, and brave– and acclimated to expectations that didn’t hold true.

Quite a few of them were elderly, infirm, or poor, or without personal vehicles, or families, or anyone out-of-state to put them up even if they could get out.

Quite a few of them were surprised by the speed with which the hurricane gathered force, as was the entire emergency management infrastructure of the entire nation. The state of Louisiana and the city of New Orleans were caught with their pants down, to say nothing of Mississippi, Alabama, and Georgia. So the elderly, the bed-ridden, the poor, and the just plain busy were supposed to gather information how… Ouija Board? Owl Post?

Quite a few of the laggards are no doubt lying through their teeth about why they stayed. Pop quiz– a CNN camera crew shoves a microphone in your face and asks you to tell five million viewers why you stayed behind. What are you going to say– “I just shit my pants and had no idea what to do, so I crawled up on my roof and cried,” or “Ha! Yeah, I saw those fifteen-foot waves, and it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. I lived! Bring it on! Saints are gonna be in the NFC Championship Game, Bay-bee!”

Just reflect on that for a moment. Maybe Peg would’ve been honest, because she has the introspection of a Jedi Knight. The rest of you, I’m not so sure about. Me, I’m not so sure about.

And the macho speculation? The “Oh, gosh, if that was me in there, why, I’d just get out my trusty rifle and pack up my bags and I’d have walked right the fuck out of there, not like those pussies who stayed behind,” bullshit? Don’t sit on your hands. Put them together and pray to whatever god you believe in for a spark of empathy. Keyboard strokes are cheap. You are not special. “Skill” has nothing to do with it. “Deserve” has nothing to do with it.

Two weeks ago, half-a-dozen middle-aged folks taking a bus tour of Wisconsin were smeared against glass and metal because a drunk driver blindsided their bus. This happened a mile from my house. Six weekend vacations ended with plastic tubes down throats and helicopter rides to the nearest hospital.

Did they deserve it? Were they stupid? Lazy? What Matrix-esque midair contortions might you have performed in their place, you who are Prepared For All Contingencies?

Two days ago, a bicyclist in his late twenties was struck by a speeding car on the same stretch of road. He was folded up like a Transformer and pounded halfway through the windshield of the vehicle that hit him. He was nothing but a blood sponge when we got him on the stretcher– and the kicker was he had extensive scars on his chest suggesting a previous close brush with death. He reached the hospital but didn’t survive.

Surely, in his place, you would have done much better, right? Specialist training? Ancient wisdom? Some sort of machomancy that would render you immune to the laws of physics?

He was just a guy on a bike. He was obeying traffic laws. He didn’t do anything to anyone, and he’s deader than shit for it.

Yesterday, a motorcyclist and an automobile driver had a disagreement about right-of-way at moderate speed. They were both injured, seriously but not critically. Dozens of motorists behind them were delayed for up to forty-five minutes by the accident. Did they deserve that inconvenience?

One of those motorists began to pass out and experience some of the signs of an impending heart attack. Did he deserve that, for the sin of sitting in traffic on a hot day?

Where do you live, that’s so free from natural disasters you can pat yourself on the back for your excellent judgment? The Pacific Northwest? Volcanoes and rain! The Midwest? Tornadoes, blizzards, thunderstorms! The Gulf Coast? Hurricanes! The South/West? Droughts! Major cities? Blackouts! Bangladesh? Typhoons! Malaysia? Tsunami! Japan? Godzilla!

Look, if you get caught in a natural disaster, it’s your own damn fault for one primary reason– having been born somewhere on the surface of this fucking planet. Circumstance is chasing us all down, slowly but surely. There’s an expiration date stamped on all of us. Empathy, sympathy, and respect all stem from recognition of this. And there’s nothing cheaper, nothing less considerate, nothing more full of witless sound and fury, than sitting in comfort and safety and taunting the drowned, the displaced, the diseased, the lost, and the destitute for not being the Awesome Hurricane Warrior you would have been in their place.

Have some common fucking courtesy. Some day, I guarantee, you will find yourself in a situation where you will need the life- or health-saving assistance of others, and there’s a good chance some of them might regard you as stupid, or lazy, or foolish, or all three, because of it.

Those judgments will not necessarily be fair. Neither are yours at this moment. So muzzle them.