It's all in the wrist...

I'll come back for my deep thoughts for you to marinate on later, however this little tidbit inspired me this morning:

'If you aren't happy, why are you wasting your time?'

*dramatic pause*

*crickets*

*blank stare* (that one is from Ms. Jamerica)

New Year... New...?

I've become fairly indfferent about the new year over the past few years.... I used to be the first to make resolutions, noting what my life seemed to lack and making sure 'I aced that bitch of a goal' I set for myself. And then.... life happened. Those brand new habits you said you would train your brain to do don't get done. Life continues to happen, you reflect on what you said you were gonna do, clean it up a bit, then life happens so more. If you're like me, you look up and realize 'DAMN, ITS DECEMBER!!! WTF HAPPENED TO MAY?!'



I will say that around this time I get really restless. I want to make changes.... the innerGreenEyes wants to do something totally unlike her. So I got a tattoo.... and a piercing..... and I'm going to get another piercing because I loves me some body art.... anyone wanna guess where the newest piercing is? *giggle*

The reason I stopped blogging is that I never thought my life was interesting enough to talk about. Besides, I'm not the writer. I'm the thinker... but putting thoughts into a blog for everyone else to read and critique? Uh.... *pause*

Anyway, enough of me (tat tat tatted up, tat tat tatted up)..... I'm cool, I'm chillin at Tex's house sippin some tea... because I have to have SOME sort of culture.... just sayin.

See.

A Trick is tolerant. TOLERANT.
But to a degree. I have tolerated family, coworkers who thought they knew every damn thang (and it was painfully obviously they didn't know their assholes from a set of tires), my mate, my own shortcomings and potential faults.

*pause*


However. There comes a point when I really want to ask WHY you want to be my friend on Fa.ce.bo.ok when:

1) we weren't friends in grade/middle/jr. high/high school.
2) you are a family member I have told to 'suck nuts' several times and aint afraid or shame to say it again.


and my personal favorite

3) you are a friend of a friend that saw my picture and thought I was cute (who over the age of 28 says CUTE to describe someone GROWN???) so you got your 'Five Heartbeats' ass all up in my inbox wanting to talk.


*pause*

1) Ignore.
2) Ignore.
3) Ignore.

A dreary Wednesday...

One thing that I've noticed is ...... when I'm on vacation, I can't remember which day it is.
Today, for instance, does not 'feel' like a Wednesday. I wonder if this happens to anyone else.

I'm sore as all hell and damnation after my workout yesterday. And a Trick has to go back tomorrow. This new phase of my life is gonna break my ass down for real. Working out? No soda? No caffeine? No.... ... uh.... fun stuff?