i finally got to hit the reset button on my life. i’ve been in georgia for a few days and despite my family being annoying i’ve been feeling motivated and positive about work and life in general. And that is a good thing. its amazing what a little bit of vitamin d can do for a lady. i have to admit i am ready to get back to the concrete jungle. per us, i have no idea how I’m going to make rent this month and have officially run out of time to figure it out. and i just spotted an in-season (and former wish list item) Marc Jacobs tote on clearance for $75. mfml. my sister has a new mattress that is the exact same as what id imagine ex with iris elba to be like. theres not a single piece of evidence in my brooklyn dungeon that a grown up inhabits the space. i don’t give a shit the end of next year i want that thang in my possession. speaking of adult like activities, my fam let me make the macronie and cheese for xmas dinner. like, from scratch, mac n cheese. and if theres one thing you probably already know about me its that i can’t cook for shit. my stove and fridge are just extra storage space. so yeah, the mac n cheese thing- big shit.
i semi-followed a mix of a patti labelle recipe and my sisters instructions. it came out marrrrrrrvelous, dahling. i can’t wait to get back to brooklyn and spread my new talent.
i'm surprised i still remember the password for this thing.
fuck, its been so long. not sure what I'm doing revisiting this platform again but there were things in my head that needed to be released in its own separate space and capacity. so here i am, in the same outlet i created while i was miserable in detroit. i am now miserable in new york, but chill, its fleeting. i'm a few days away from a vacay and i'll most definitely be back to normal by the time i return to my beloved brooklyn. i've been meaning to delete this cringeworthy archive of ancient experiences and dreams and goals and inspirations and aspirations but i never got around to it. i like how that worked out. in the time between my last post here and me typing these words right now i've spent a great deal of energy trying to make sure that my internet existence didn't affect my career prospects. i wanted to make sure that when my name was googled, no fuckshit came up. that didn't work completely- there are still a few questionable/tacky/low-res bad creative decisions i made in the past that are alive and easily accessible via google. i did create a blog specifically for my work and work related shit that I'm very proud of. i thought of using that platform for my Sex and the City/IMO-type posts but my instincts said 'nah, thats a horrendous idea' and i NEVER go against my instincts. here you'll find me in purest form, politically incorrect in every sense of the word, foul mouthed, sarcastic, weird, obsessed and contradicting. heavy metal and reflective.
