SCHOOOOOOOLLLLLL ( Read more... )

Everyone makes these grand plans to change their lives drastically on the new year, instead of thinking, every day is a place to start something new. I try to adhere to that, but there's also something about the holidays that just...help you to end things. I usually call the fall and winter "Ballad seasons," due to it just feeling like the best ( Read more... )

What they are ( Read more... )

Y'know, I should really just write a book about my life which is all about natural hair, fucking whitey, and lamenting over the decline of black folk. It would be a fucking best seller, I know it, especially now that I'm half-assed planning a wedding, sheeeeeeeoooottt.

My official profession nowadays is job hopper, but with more of a sense of responsibility because I don't leave one without another for a backup, oh no, UT rejected me, pretty sure because my GRE scores tanked ass, but it all works out for the best; I really wasn't looking forward to being on the UT campus for seven effin years and I'm not all that ( Read more... )

Not like I really had any. My cattin' days were akin to like, that cat that eats out of the garbage and had mange ( Read more... )

So I'm working on actually cobbling together everything I need for my admissions into UT's history program ( Read more... )

It is been raining cats and dogs all damn day. Almost on a biblical scale, but not quite ( Read more... )

Wow ( Read more... )

Well, not quite next week's episode, but soon enough ( Read more... )