Sigh...

Ok y'all, I know I have to do better! Im just so forgetful! I am on this computer all the time and I have so much to say, but I never come and blog about it! It was one of my resolutions for 2010, and I guess Im carrying it over to 2011! LOL

Butter please...

You know what grinds my gears? When I ask for butter and get margarine. I didn't ask you for 60% vegetable oil, I asked you for 100% fat. I mean seriously, get it together people. There is a difference!

How can u change what you like???

So Ive decided to give the thugs a rest, and head on over to the dark side and start giving the nerds a chance. Its been a daunting task to say the least. They are such hard work! I mean seriously black men, are you kidding me? We all have white friends our age who are married, but not many black girlfriends that can say the same. Its so hard to find a man on your level educationally that we are forced to hang with the men of less moral standing!

And why is it always a guessing game? I feel like taking it back to elementary school with:

DO YOU LIKE ME? CIRCLE YES OR NO

It would be a whole hell of a lot easier! The "hood niggas" on the other hand come right out and tell you. "You my girl, you know that right? (yes that is a direct quote)" At least I can do something with that, with the well educated brother he has to beat around the bush and do some kind of man ritual before you can get some good emotion out of him. Maybe its me, maybe the right kind of nerd just isn't attracted to me. At this rate, I really don't care to find out...

For now i will just sit in my disdain and hope that the right man finds me, although idk where since I hate the men at the clubs, I'm afraid of the overly Christian tambourine player, and I work in a spa. So my task is to find a nice wholesome nerd that has thuggish qualities. But does that man really exist, or is he just a figment of my imagination? Sigh

I will not be Jennifer Anniston...

Sooo, Vince Vaughn got married this past weekend in a Chicago suburb. The ceremony where he wed a Canadian real estate agent was small and quiet in a Lake Forest mini mansion. To summarize Jens love life, Brad has ran off and started a tribe with Angelina, and Vince had married some commoner. A real estate agent over an actress... Hmm it comes to the point when we have to say Jen, youre no longer the victim, youre ill...

Which like all things in this world, brings me to myself. Am I Jen A.? I did want a team Anniston shirt when the beef was going on. Is Bayette my Brad? After all he was ready for more than I was, I made a bad decision, and he is now engaged. I can also liken Roc to Vince Vaughn, like Vince he traded me in for a cheaper, low budget, commoner; seems to be a pattern here.

I think its time for Jen to change it up, do something different cuz clearly what she, or dare I say we, are doing is not what it do...

I've been meaning to do this...

OK, so I've been meaning to start a blog, Kitt and I talked about it a while ago; but, y'all know I am a master procrastinator so I never did. Anyhoo, I finally took the time to do it and here it is!

People always have random beauty questions and just randomly want to hear my rants so I figure what the heck. Unlike other blogs, my blog isn't meant to make you think, or better mankind, or any of that crap. Its for pure entertainment! Think of me as the Gucci Mane of blogging... I figure if my blunt tactless rants can entertain just one person, Ive done a good deed.

Even if that one person is me...