Am I Going to Hell
for lusting after this man? As "conscious" as I am, and I've never gone on for thugs?
When I Move, You MoveJust like that...
[R]hetoric never won a revolution yet. Soror Shirley Chisholm
Stephanie, the DKA Lexicon 
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I'm sick, I know
But look at this, scroll down to comment 51, you, my two other readers.
http://joshreads.com/?p=619
Anywho:
So, I have to stop saying men are bitches. So, men aren't bitches. ONE man is a bitch. But, then that's not right, either.
Not sure what to call him, other than an inconsiderate pain in my ass. And, darn it, that's too long!
My Temperament Sorter Test
INFJ - the counselor
You scored 9% I to E, 26% N to S, 28% F to T, and 47% J to P! |
Your type is best summed up by the word "counselor", which belongs to the larger group of idealists. Only 2% of the population share your type. You are so empathic that you often know what others need before they know themselves. You are a complex person who can deal with complicated issues and people, almost prefer to, as you love problem solving. You can be something of an idealist or perfectionist, and should try to take yourself a little less seriously.
You are a supportive and insightful romantic partner, encouraging your mate to have dreams and work hard to make those dreams come true. Because you are so creative, you have a wealth of ideas to help them toward those goals. You need harmony so much that you are driven to resolve conflict quickly, as long as the terms don't violate your ethics. You feel the most appreciated when your partner admires your creativity, trusts your inspirations, and respects your values. It is also vitally important that your partner be open and emotionally available - in other words, that they be willing to share themselves completely.
Your group summary: idealists (NF)
Your type summary: INFJ
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My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 5% on I to E | | You scored higher than 22% on N to S | | You scored higher than 38% on F to T | | You scored higher than 54% on J to P |
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Diary of a Mad Kenyan Woman
Diary of a Mad Kenyan WomanAdded to my blogroll: http://madkenyanwoman.blogspot.com/
Angry Women of Color UNITE!!!
Which X-Man Are You? I'm Jean Grey!!!!
How cool is THAT!!
 | You scored as Jean Grey. Jean Grey is likely the most powerful X-Man. She loves Cyclops very much but she has a soft spot for Wolverine. She's psychic so she can sense how others are feeling and tries to help them. She also has to control her amazing powers or the malevolent Phoenix entity could take control of her and wreak havok. Powers: Telekinetic, Telepathic
Jean Grey | | 85% | Cyclops | | 75% | Rogue | | 70% | Iceman | | 50% | Gambit | | 50% | Emma Frost | | 50% | Nightcrawler | | 40% | Colossus | | 40% | Wolverine | | 35% | Beast | | 30% | Storm | | 30% |
Most Comprehensive X-Men Personality Quiz 2.0
created with QuizFarm.com |
I tag LadyTaz. Duh, you're my only blogfriend!!
Passive Aggressiveness is Just Irritating
I got hit with a double-whammy of passive-aggressiveness form my mother. Who has really turned into her mother recently. And I won't tell her that, because it's a low blow. But it's true.
So, I haven't been going to church lately. And I'm cool with going to church, but I'm not going to my mom's church. General principle. I guess she got tired of it today.
She came, asked me to take the groceries out of the car, and told me that an old church friend, with Alzheimers was asking about me. Mom said she didn't remember my name, but asked if I was still around. Mom told her yes, then she asked if I went to church, and mom said, "No, she's a grown woman." Them Mom said she said, "You just keep praying for her."
And, of course, the guilt was triggered instantly. "Will she be there next Sunday?" Already I was making plans to go to my mom's church to see the nice old lady. It wasn't until I got to the car that I actually realized how neatly it was done. And I griped about that for a minute.
Now, about two hours later, my mom was napping in the living room, and I stopped in to say something about me getting ready to go out. So I said, "Okay, go back to your nap." And do you know what this woman said to me?
"No, I was just wondering when the tub would be cleaned so we can use it."
"It is cleaned," I replied, thinking of the bathtub.
"No, the hot tub."
And I had to walk away. Before I said something smart assed. Mind you, I know I'm the only one who can clean it. But other than last night, and maybe an hour today (damn me for sleeping late), there has been no time this week to clean it.
And that smarmy little "we" like she gave a shit if I used it or not. I mean, really! Just say you freakin want a deadline on the tub. Maybe I should have said, "Okay, Rosa." And been done with it. And, I ALMOST started to go out do some work on the tub. Because I've eben trained well by those two.
Fuck that. I'm soaking in the BATHTUB, and getting ready to go out. I'll hit that shit tomorrow. If I feel like it Shit might not get done until Thursday. But, what the hell, it's not like she's used it for about a year, anyway.
My Aura
| Your Aura is Blue |
Your Personality: Your natural warmth and intuition nurtures those around you. You are accepting and always follow your heart.
You in Love: Relationships are your top priority, and this includes love. You are most happy when you are serious with someone.
Your Career: You need to help others in your job to feel satistifed. You would be a great nurse, psychologist, or counselor. |
Poo Poo in the Potty
I have my niece for Mother's Day. So, it's been like playing Mommy for a weekend. The niece is two going on 22, and sometimes it's cute. Sometimes, not so much.
Our bonding has hit a new level. Today, I cooked dinner for Mamacita, and the baby barely ate anything. Considering it had her two favorite food groups--starch and red meat--I was a little surprised.
An hour later, after multiple episodes of Dora and Diego, she told me she had to "go pee pee." I said, "Ok, I'll pause the Backyardigans." She asked my why, and I told her, "So you won't miss any of it."
She replied okay from the bathroom. Then silence.
Then a couple of grunts.
Then silence.
Then: "Tia! I went poo poo in the potty!" At the top of her lungs. "Come see!"
I groaned, and thought, "Really? I have to observe the Grand Poo-bah?" Yep, I wrote it, I'm not taking it back.
So, I got up, and trudged into the bathroom to see the Holy Poop. This child has been constipated for frickin' weeks. She REFUSES to defecate. She hates it. If she starts, she'll cut it off. So, in all fairness, this
is a celebration.
OMG. The stench hit me as soon as I hit the door. This was some adult-smelling shit. Literally. I started gagging like George Lopez in his last comedy special, when he's thinking about his overweight aunt in a thong panty.
Niece started clapping, "Lookit! Lookit my poo poo!"
I apologize to my Lord and Savior for what I said next.
"JESUS! Oh my GAWD! Um, err, yay! Yay for poo poo! Good job, Sweetie!"
"Show Grandmama!" I LMAO at that. Yeah, let's share the shit.
So we marched up to Grandmama. If I could have recorded the look on her face when the niece started cheering on her own feces. It was classic. Her eyes bugged out, and she exclaimed "OH MY GAWD! Uh, YAY, POO POO!" This shit was seriously adult-sized. And there were some white chunks in there, and it was multicolored, from olive green to mud brown, and almost perfectly formed, like gag shit. Just one BIG pile of shit. And the stench. I know I mentioned it before, but for real!!! OMG it was hell.
Grandpa said "Grandpa doesn't need to see it."
So we marched back downstairs, and of course, Tia had to clean up the woman-sized shit.
And 30 minutes later, I heard "I have to pee pee."
Help. Me.
It's working
I reconnected with THREE friends! One from college, one from grad school, one from Delta. We’re at different levels of communication, but I’m so happy I have them again! Maybe this is about finished. I think I’m connected to everyone I want to be, right now! Yay!
