behold..the parking vulture

I am not afraid to admit it (matter of fact I say it quite proud!): I am a vulture when it comes to parking my car.

Every Monday- Friday morning at 8:05 (without fail), I pull my rickety old toyota onto the South 500 block of Green street to patiently await for a parking space to open up. Some days I wait a mere five minutes, while others I have waited up to 30 minutes to land a spot. Why so long you ask? Well, partly because I am too cheap to pay $10 a day to the hornball parking attendant by my office who views himself as a greek god (picture: a short, greek, balding midget with a goatee and a huge sexual drive)....but mostly because I found a good thing!! Now...the 15 people I work with are always looking for parking around our office, most of them failing to find any whatsoever (sometimes taking up to an hour) and ending up having to shell out $50 a week for a space anyhow. BUT I...I scoped out the perfect block, only a block and a half away, lined with 3 condo associations, which of course are all filled with tenants who leave their cozy little condos at the exact time I am looking for parking in the a.m. hours. When I tell people at the offide that I found parking a mere block and a half away (day after day), they ask me where my secret lies. (to which I reply..."I'm V.I.P. BABY!!!") hee hee... they will never get it out of me!!! Unless, of course, they read this, but...nah....

Now that I found my little parking haven, I finally realize my mom was right all those years: patience is SUCH a virtue. Not only do I have the luxury of driving to and from work every day, I can find convenient parking in a very congested area in very close proximity of my job, I do not have to worry about the added expense of public transportation, and to boot, while I wait, I can listen to my jams and catch up on the reading & writing that I have been oh..so lacking.

And did I mention? It's Friday and my honey & I just completed one of the bathrooms to my money pit, creating a model-like mosaic masterpiece of blue and white. Things are looking up & life is great!! Ciao.

a busy little bee am I

I have been so damn busy the last few weeks my head is spinning like a toy top. Working 70+ hour weeks, working on my house (which, by the way, makes me feel like I'm living in real life "Money Pit") and trying to have some kind of social life, has made me drop weight like I am on the atkins diet on steroids.


On the personal news front, my brother AND my boyfriends sister have just gotten engaged, (all in the same month)! What a strange coincidence huh ? Also, unlike in weeks of past, I did take some much needed personal time the last two weeks for wondrous lovemaking, sleeping somewhat in, and most importantly, a social life.
Among the highlights: eating some kick ass Ethiopian food, hanging out with friends to play pool, and most recently: seeing Def Poetry jam this past saturday with my honey, which had the effect on me that can only be described by the image of giving a hungry ass baby a tit to suck on. Ah, it was heavenly to be amongst so many creative individuals all longing to hear verses and soliloquies humming in the air.


def poetry jam

Last but not least, I might be up for a nice promotion. I have an interview with the big bosses later this afternoon. So wish me luck and send that positive energy, I am going to need it. Ciao.

god help us all....

Another 4 years of hell, can you believe it ? Kerry actually conceded and Bush has been declared the winner of the 2004 presidential elections. Sigh...I can't help but be filled with an uncontrollable urge to cry tears the size of texas, scream profanities that would make baseball fans blush, shout at the tops of my lungs "Why, lord, oh WHY ????!!!"…or simply bop someone over the head with a really heavy bat for a good 10 minutes straight. Sigh

My only Q is: What is up with these Red States ? Can they not see what a moron Bush really is? How can they honestly want another four year term full of his arrogance, lies, and letdowns for our country? It just doesn't make any sense.

Slowly but surely, I am being sucked of all love for our system, questioning our so called freedom. I see no freedom in a place where gay and lesbian couples are ripped of their natural right of sharing their love with each other and god like everyone else...a place where women's right to choose between undertaking the choice of abortion is in jeopardy of being revoked...a place where affirmative action is slowly being reversed. All I see is a war for oil masked over by threat of terrorism to scare the bejesus out of the public.

I sit and type furiously at my desk trying to woof down my lunch and realize that Bush is single handedly reversing the forward movement of this nation back to a place and time where the minorities of this country were bound & gagged in order to be controlled by the government.

It just doesn't add up why people would be so gullible & stupid...now we are all forced to endure more hell. Sigh...The ONLY consolation I have is the fact that after this term, Bush can’t run for re-election.

I am too tired and pissed to write another sentence....so that is all I have to say about this for today.

judgement day is upon us....

Today's the day which will decide the fate of our country for the next four years. So, march your ass to your local polling palce to cast your vote before it's too late. As for me, I woke up super early this morning to ensure I had adequate enough time to make my ballot chad free. And for the first time in my life, my ballot was neither over or under counted in terms of votes. I voted exactly perfect FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE. WOW. Maybe thats an omen...or maybe not.

Update:

Maybe I was just felt like doing something extremely drastic last night, or maybe it was the fact I wanted to express the state of my soul, heart, country & world. But in a the matter of a few seconds while I was shopping at my local drug store last night, I decided to pick up some midnight black hair dye and commenced to go home to dye my hair PITCH BLACK. Since then, everyone at work and in my perosnal life have done a double turn. It is a very drastic change in my appearance, but somehow it is very symbolic of my own life and soul at this moment of my life. who knows. In either case, pictures are soon to come for those who are interested. :)

vote or die...bitches

I know that saying (and that god forsaken t-shirt) has become so passe, but I have to somehow stress the importance of getting our collective asses into those polling booths to vote tomorrow. I kid you not, I will be biting nails and shitting bricks the size of city blocks into the night awaiting news which will in my opinion make or break this country for the upcoming years. I hope and pray that this country will not have to endure another Bush term.


If he DOES somehow manage to weasel his way into another term, I am seriously considering packing up my things and road tripping it to Canada to partake in some of that free healthcare and canadian beer/bacon I keep hearing about for the next 4 years or so. Care to come with me??

Semi Hiatus

I'm sorry to those...oh...lets just say, two individuals who keep checking my blog semi religiously only to be disappointed to find not one new post in weeks. Sigh. I really do try to post, but all I seem to do lately is work and sleep. As it stands, I have no time for family, friends, or even myself. Needless to say, I am starting to get really tired of working my job. The joy I had just two months ago coming into work (oh...its for the children...yey!!!!) has since diminished and been replaced by crankiness. While I thought I would be making a pretty penny vs. my other job, when broken down...I actually only make about $100 more than I did before. In addition, when you take into account the 60-75 hour work weeks I have been pulling, I probably make less than the cashier at your local McDonalds. Since I am salaried, there is no such thing as overtime here. It's sad, sad, sad I tell you. I better get one FAT bonus I tell you that or else my boss can kiss my @ss....On one Positive note, I have lost a whole pants size. I call it the Platform Diet (named after my company of course).

Anyhow, during the last week or so, I have seriously considered taking down My Complex Simplicity completely since it has become so damn neglected, but truthfully, I don't have the heart. I love this blog too much. It has provided me with an outlet that I never knew existed, allowed me to expand my cyber network of friends, and lets me plain and simply express myself to anyone who cares to listen. How can I just give that up? I CAN'T....

SOOOO, I have to make more of an effort to make ME smile. I need to start dancing in the street for no other reason other than the song that’s playing in my head, I need to light a few candles as I listen to Sade while eating a whole Triple Decker Sundae complete with chocolate wafers and whipped cream. I need to cuddle with my puppy and have some serious quality time with my man for a change.

But, first, I need to start taking some vitamins or something cuz...I'm Tired ya'll. And I have to get back to work. So, laters.

party time...it's my birthday !!

"Today I'm 26 years old. For the first time in my life, I'm actually closer to being 30 than I am to 20. SHIT!!" That was the first thought that crossed my mind as I woke up this morning.

But, don't get me wrong, as the day progressed, I eventually got over it…somehow lying myself into thinking that my babyface and constant mirage of shocked reactions I get when I tell my age to people, will somehow buy me a few more years before I actually start to look like the vieja I am slowly becoming.

Anywho...'almost turning 30' really made me think about how much I've changed over the past few years. Here's a brief synopsis of me at 21 vs. me at 26.

At 21...I didn't know what I wanted to do 'when I grew up'
At 26...I still don't know what I want to do when I grow up, but at least I love my job

At 21...I was saving for a car
At 26..I just finished buying a house

At 21...I was listening to Lauren Hill 'The Miseducation of Lauren Hill'
At 26...I am listening to Jill Scott 'Beautifully Human Words & Sounds Vol.2' and this morning I had the strongest urge to listen to Nas ‘Illmatic”…so I did.

At 21...I was stuck in a tumultulous relationship crying almost every day
At 26...I'm so deeply and happily in love with the most wonderful man in the world that I'm smiling almost every minute of every day (and no, I'm not just saying that)

At 21...I hated drinking
At 26...I say 'pass me the tequila' - again and again

At 21...I had hell of girlfriends and tons of acquaintances
At 26...I realize 99% of those girlfriends were just acquaintances

There’s so much more I can’t even begin…It's amazing what 5 years can do a person. I have changed over the past few years more than the words on this blog can ever say.

I just wonder what the next 5 years will hold. hmmmm...