>
>Something to hold onto- Earlier this week I felt like warmed
>over death. It was a cold and allergies. I was so afraid it
>would flip to a upper respiratory infection because I was
>coughing and wheezing like no ones business. It passed over
>and I'm a lot better now. Praise him!

i feel like death is an improvement.
>
>All Matter-Speaking of work...With the increase in
>responsibilities, I've been making sure to block my calendar
>with vacation time. I only have 1 thing cooking right now
>but, fuck it! Ya won't have me pinned in the office while all
>you mofos are on vacay. Nope!

I need a long vacation on a beach with powdery sand.
>
>Butterfly-Dating sucks. Though I've been meeting folks, a lot
>of these men folk are hurt. Like, I want you to prove you
>like me hurt. Like, I want you to chase me hurt. Like, I
>need your constant attention hurt. And I think, if you need
>this level of coodling now...what am I in for later? EJECT!
>EJECT! EJECT! This dude had the nerve to mention other
>prospects. Even jokingly, nah B! You concerned.

Shouldve kept me. LOL
>
>Back to Love-I wanted to go to Vegas but, my bday is that next
>weekend. I'd rather celebrate my 40th. Though I have put
>something out there, if it falls through...I'll be dolo on a
>beach somewhere and will not feel any kinda way :)

Damn you old...but finer than a mug.

>
>*Bonus: Letters to Hermoine* I made a status update via FB
>about how some dudes need a song like "Bag Lady". It must've
>struck a cord and/or offended dudes because hella hit dogs
>holla'ed. Via inbox...via the post itself and via text. I
>mean if the shoe fits, sport that shit. Handle your shit
>before you try to make someone else carry it. Maybe Duffle Bag
>boy was about more than drugs. LLS!