Meesh

It STARTS With A Sharpie & A Dream…or Some Shit Like That

WHADUP! It’s been a minute and currently at the moment I’m not doing anything! Although I have plenty to do I’m just doing what u see in the pic above right now! ( Which is watching my life as liz and being awesome it is nearly impossible to do the twain together!) Any who I needs to be getting back to coding some stuff but I was taking a google break that lasted 12 hrs so here i am! Not to mention I still haven’t found a free version of wtf I’m looking for . I’m gonna figure the shit out tho!

I wanted to share the funniest shit ever with my 5 readers. Which is the reason I titled this entry something sharpie related. So theres this website I’m working on and well, while I was watching the boondocks on my ipod one night I pretty much got an idea of how the site should be structured. On my night stand theres my make-up organizer peice of shit i got from family dollar. & on top of that are my journals and I ripped a page out and in the blackest of night I sketched out my idea before it escaped from me. In the morning I looked at it and well lmao IF YA WANNA SEE IT HERE IT GOES!:

To enhance it I got a few sharpies and attempted to even things out lmao. Lets face it out side of stick figures i dont need to draw ever. The actual product does look better than the sketch I showed my fam and got sooo many blank stares. I have nothing else to really talk about but I’m gonna watch Smoking Aces 2 and go to sleep.

Wait….whats this post about? I forgot

I totally backspaced its late 4:06 in the AM!

Let me take a moment and get my thoughts together.

I’m easily annoyed so I distanced myself from a lot of people. I use to have one friend who called too damn much. Every now and again she calls but she’s in Florida or Alabama or somewhere that isn’t Cleveland. Anyway! She still calls every now and then and can’t seem to get with the time difference. Every time she calls I don’t feel like talking to her. Now I’m not exactly sure why that is I think it has to do with her being stuck in the past whenever she calls I gotta take a stroll down memory lane and attempt to remember some shit that happened in high school when I can hardly remember if I wore the shirt I have on more than 2 days in a row (dont judge me I gotta make it last I’m lazy). Then I have to analyze her love life and if one of her girl pals is hitting on her. Honestly I really don’t want to hear about all the many closeted lesbians want to bag you. I’m not fucking anyone and I’m having a hard enough time dealing with that!

Not to mention she feels that if she gets kicked out she can come to CLE and stay here with me! BITCH! FALSE! She couldn’t stay here I’d go nuts my fam would go nuts. I can see her now going through my stuff pulling out all my devices lord forgive me but if she comes over I’m closing the blinds cutting off the lights and the tv and pretending not to be here.

Then there was this guy who I at first considered one of my top besties we could talk shit to each other we hung out a few times. Even though I must admit it got awkward when he said his girlfriend expressed insecurities with us being tight. Then Gwanii brought me out of the darkness. I assumed we were great friends and friends did things for each other so I didnt really mind him asking me for favors every now and then. Until I noticed he’d only talk to me when he needed something to be done. The next thing I know we werent talking as much then we werent talking at all. He emailed me photos of his son not too long ago….cute kid. (Now lets be clear I didn’t loan him money! But I lets revist my previous entry he was one of those jiggas! ON TO THE NEXT)

THENNNNN There was Tre! he was sooo effin cool! I remember saying something (I’m not exactly sure what) all I really remember is that it offended him so much that he just stopped talkin to me. I was too proud to say “I apologize” -side eye- so I fucked that one up lmao what the fuck is this entry supposed to be about? All the friendships I ever ruined? A majority of my friendships ended because people had kids and had to grow up. I’m only responsible for myself so I can’t relate to them. -shrugs- I’m sleepy amy is playing let me stop before I start confessing shit and have to come back and make this shit private (cause u know i talk too much)

Blogger+Comedian+Voice of Reason Equals… Designer?

So lately I’ve been pondering over the many layers that make up the person that I am. (or that I believe I am in my mind.) It seems like most people just view me as a graphic designer. As of late me and designing have not been getting along which is sad because the saying holds true; “If you don’t use it you lose it.” So my skills are not on the best level. I use to work for a few of those myspace layout places got the shiest several times (by thief’s and designers not wanting to pay me) I even had some of my “friends” throw shade at me which helped me lose a little passion for the “craft”.

The thing is people think if you need something coded or an error pointed out as to why a div box’s position is off they can call me. I don’t mind helping people because its in my nature to help out when I can. Thing is I don’t appreciate when people try to use me. This sad truth is pretty much why i can count my friends on one hand and still have four digits left over. If we cant talk about something other than css or photoshop then we aren’t friends. I hate that I’m venting about this again. I said it on twitter too but unless I freely offer to help you out (which is rare but it DOES HAPPEN!) compensation is expected!!!

Moving right along! Next week is my NATURAL ANNIVERSAY!!!! On the thirteenth it will be a year of me being natural yes its a big event I plan on having pizza and cupcakes to commemorate this occasion (I’m dead ass), not to mention my sister is going back to MA on Sunday. I finally finished her scarf so maybe she won’t freeze to death on her way there. I just have 3 more to do and all will be well! I’m being random right now but my life is so slow these days I’m ready to go back to class -shrugs- and my number one “BEST PAL” (DIES) got me the zebra print snuggie… I’m stalking the mail now all i need is a good book orrrr Shouting Down the Aisles (Just kidding…or am I?)