I always thought it was silly when some black women would complain about white girls dating black men. It usually wasn't because they were racist, but because they thought that white women were taking all the good black men. I have been feeling the same way lately, only it isn't white girls I am worried about (probably because I am a white girl) ( Read more... )

So I should be working on my novel instead of writing in livejournal, but here I am. It is amazing what we will do to procrastinate. I will clean the kitchen to procrastinate working on my novel and I will work on my novel to procrastinate cleaning my bedroom. It's funny how things work ( Read more... )

When I said I would update more about last weekend. But people get lazy! Maybe I will write a little bit so I won't be a total liar. Last Saturday Mel, Ian, and I went to a few bars, and were on our way to the Spearmint Rhino, when Ian noticed the people dancing in Lips (the bar above Schott's). The bar looked busy because there were people dancing ( Read more... )

I apologize for the last post being vague, and for my hypocrisy. I know I often complain about other people making vague posts. But the entire situation lends itself to vagueness. I met a person, and for those few hours we were together, I had a best friend. I will likely never see him again, but I will never forget him either ( Read more... )

Wow.

I guess it's time for me to update with a real entry! It is so easy to get sucked into the black hole of laziness, but I have not been lazy with everything, I swear! Friday was fun times. After a dinner of strawberry cheesecake ice cream, the ever-so-adorable Melinda came over to pick me up for a night of fun on the town. We drank, we laughed, and ( Read more... )

I am seriously tired of getting stood up.

I am a friend of the ellipsis. And I am a friend of copying the LJ trends.

Post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want.

Then post this to your journal.
See what people remember about you.

Do it, yo!

Would you be mine? Today was a lovely day. Mel came home and said she had to go back to school to go to a meeting, and she asked me and Brian to go along with her so we could hang out downtown afterward. I got a banana marshmallow Italian cream soda and played a game of Dance Dance Revolution. I hadn't played in months, so it was definitely ( Read more... )

This is the first year I have ever allowed myself to become completely engrossed in the elections. And perhaps that old cliche about ignorance being bliss is a cliche for a reason. The more I read, and the more I watch the debates, the more disenchanted, disgrunted, and about a dozen other words starting with "dis" I become ( Read more... )