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Contemplatin'

What's good everyone? I'm sorry to have been sleeping on this blog, but best believe sleep in general is far from what the gumbo gurl has been up to. Work (you know the 9-5 so-to-speak) has kept me mentally involved, while creative work has kept me mentally and spiritually connected.

With creative work, I've got a lot of irons in the fire and loving every minute of it. To give y'all a clue... I have tracks to edit and complete for 5 different artists across the country ranging from Hip-Hop to Poets. I have logos to complete for a couple of people. I have a radio spot to complete for a friend for his business. I'm collaborating with a cousin from Texas and working on getting his band booked while promoting them for a gig in Baton Rouge, and I'm still writing on 2 book projects.

The word contemplatin' is just that... My work pays the insurance premiums and builds the 401K while providing a wealth of benefits and perks, but creative work is a marriage which took place during conception, and we are happily joined with no insight of divorce. 

Y'all feeling me right?

Okay I’m over it now

See right here, I was feeling some craziness. But I'm better now obviously, and I thank goodness for the stttuuuuuuuuudddio! It always takes me exactly where I need to be.

Nothing much here tonight other than I've been doing some writing. Between a few hundred words and as I was browsing the net, I found a place called I Am Bo.r.ed over at one of my blogging friend's site. Thanks Matt for the interesting goodies. (Details Edited! Removed! - Too gross to read - eye sore!)

Whew! Let's see, oh I know…Saturday is my birthday! Sure is! It's also my good friends' wedding anniversary. We're all supposed to get together and do a little som'eing.

I'm lying across my bed on my tummy as it seems this laptop will share this bed with me again tonight. I've been dozing off for the past 30 minutes or so.

Nite! (2:10 a.m. Thursday)

Now I remember why I never tried it

Later this afternoon, I went to a cookout/barbecue at a friends' I haven't seen since I've been home. We were all chilling, sipping wine, and enjoying good conversation out in the yard, when a woman and a man walked up who were both smoking what looked like cigarettes. But it sure did NOT SMELL like cigarettes.

I didn't say anything and nobody else did either. A couple guys gathered around the couple as they went over to the coolers to get beers which were directly behind us. As I felt the headache coming on, I said my goodbyes and got on down.

I remember that nasty, terrible, irritable odor all too well from high school and college. It has always given me a BADDD headache and aint nothing changed about that over the years.

Yes it's true – I've never tried it. Never wanted to! How can anybody get past the smell??? That's some nasty STANKY stuff for real.

Hatin’

What a week!!! Y'all it's been crazy for me at work. I won't get into details, but I will tell you that my good work ethic is all I own when working in a professional environment and certain people are intimidated by my experience and knowledge. Envy is a MOFO! Jealousy will get yo azz no where but in the midst of a field called "Regret" with no way home. All a sistah trying to do is her job! Damn, that word Hatin' is in full effect right about now! There are definitely some son-of-a-ishes out there. And to think your own people too! Jump on the band wagon instead of trying to tear it down stupid a$$. I'm out!

White Wine

Nothing much going on tonight. I'm sipping Pinot and mentally preparing for work tomorrow. I've seriously become a fanatic of white wine. I'm normally a Merlot gal, but the Pinot's have driven a sistah to a certain zone. (Know what I mean?)

Yeah, I'm buzzed for a minute. But I'm cool. I could probably sit here all night and write, 'cause I most def... have it on my mind. Work is work and it's hella killa. How many times have you heard that?!

You know what I can't drink anymore? Beer! And for the first time ever in life, I bought a bottle of Grey Goose Vodka. Sure did! (Not the first time I've had it though -- what a smooth drink) I also bought a bottle of Cranberry juice. I probably won't pop the GG open for a while. I'm trying to get my move-on soon, so maybe I'll use it to christen my new dwellings.

Alright! enough of rambling...shoot it's 11:24! Clothes still in the dryer! Bedtime is just around the corner... Until next time.

Stupdiculas

Today, I was in Wal-mart shopping and had to tinkle… bad! I heard the voice of a woman in the next stall as she was talking like someone was in there with her. I suddenly realized the damn woman was on the cell phone. I immediately thought about y'all 'cause that's some blog material there. I don't remember what she was talking about, but she had no shame in her game baby.

I call it stupdiculas (Yeah there it is – my new made-up word for the week!), because, a sistah got it bad to spend public toilet time on the cell phone. 

 

 

Lights Out!

Hello all. It's 4:30 in the am. We had a storm tonight in the area and electricity has been out for a few hours. It's cool though, 'cause I can still sit here in this candle-lit room and chat with y'all using my mobile phone as a broadband modem. (Technology is a sonofagun!-Isn't it?)

Nothing much went on today. A friend and I got out tonight and had a daiquiri – then went over to another friend's and ate grits and eggs. Have you ever had grits cooked perfectly? I only thought my Mom did it that way. No lumps. No gritty taste. Just smooth silky tasting grits. Not too soupy and not too thick. You know that rib sticking food. Everything is everything when you can call a friend who will cook for ya when they know you need a good hot meal to sober you up in the wee hours of the morn. Although we only had one daiquiri and were actually fine, it was nice to socialize and chill in good company.

I wanted to catch a poetry gig tonight. I know we have a few going on downtown, but I was too lazy to get dressed and get out there.

So there it is. Tomorrow I will spend all day in the studio. I gots to!

Lights still out!

Damn, I’m Tired

Just wanted to peek in and say hello. This job is breaking a sista way off. Only time to shower and sleep. Back at it again early in the a.m. Nite nite!

Luv ya

AT&T Gotsta Go Now!!!!

 

I'm finally ditching my home internet service (Bellsouth, now the new AT&T). My service became slow and intermittent. Dang, didn't they also take over Cingular? I now use my mobile phone as a modem. I enrolled in the data plan when I bought the phone some months ago, and just recently re-added the tethering function since they've made available the Vista upgrade.

I was a bit skeptical, not knowing how fast the service would be with my little Moto Q phone. But it's perfect. I'm zipping through pages. I'm sitting in B&N now just unwinding and writing this blog online.

(Switching gears) I spoke with a friend yesterday who told me they saw me more when I was traveling with my job. It is true. Work here has consumed me. Totally! I really try and find time to do my creative thing too, but there's always something pertaining to work sitting in the trenches of my brain like notes to write, plans to initiate or assignments to complete. It's not that I don't have the energy; it's more like I seriously need a brain break from the structured work environment.

I've gotten to the point where I dream about work. Sad!!! I'm hungry, basically starving to spend lots of time in my studio, or somewhere cuddled in my chair writing for days at a time.

It's good to be home, but I swear, a sista is already tired, and I've only been here about 3 weeks now.

So that's it for the Gumbo gurl. Will holla soon.

 

Got a Lot to Talk About

There will probably be a couple more posts following this one for today. I've got a lot to tell ya. First of all, I hope all of you are doing well. My posts have been scattered since I've been back home, 'cause work is no joke. (What've I done?!) When I was traveling the country, it seems I had more time to chat with y'all. But since work is right here and most times 10 hours a day mostly on my feet; shoot all I ever want to do when I get home is take a long hot bath or shower and get to bed to do it all over again the next day. I don't eat much anymore. I'm still mildly exercising (has had two injections in the knees since we talked last).

Yep I do get off days -- like the one I have today, but usually there's so much to do – that my day goes by quickly and I'm back at the WORK routine again. I haven't had much time in the studio either. I started a few production pieces which are STILL incomplete. As far as my writing, I try to write everyday (my moto q comes in handy for this task!) and transfer data back to my PC.

My job on the road was very different from here at home. The stress level can be raised if I let it. Have you ever been surprised as to why people still have jobs? I feel that way with some of my subordinates. I don't get it! How did they slip by all these years? Sometimes I wonder what my mission is. Was I put in to be the fixer-upper? Is this why everything happened so fast? It's a challenge but definitely one I can handle.

However, the biggest question is do I really want to, especially with having to come in and deal with and/or fix the work environment I'm so NOT used to. My creative side is YEARNING to steal the 'project managerial' side of me. My creative side wants and needs attention. Studio's a calling; my writing is always in my head. I have ideas and wonders of making music and completing a book or finding more clientele for commercials, radio spots, and other production means. It never ends.

Because of my work ethic, I know I must carefully do the right thing. Honestly as it consumes me, I feel obligated to assist in the development of the people I work with and train them to their fullest potential -- only because when they are successful, we all are successful. But it concerns me at how they got by so long hanging on by a paper string. Woe is me!