Recap

Because I've been too lazy to post, I decided to do a little recap.

Wednesday I had the pleasure of meeting one of the most talented sisters in the game right now. The phenomenal Jill Scott! She did a book signing for her awesome book of poetry called The Moments, the Minutes, the Hours. So I made the mad trek up to Harlem to the bookstore where she was with my copy in tow. I also purchased 2 more copies so I can give one to my ace dog Vic and my Spec TW for putting me on to the book signing in the first place.

So I stood on the super duper line that formed risking pneumonia and swollen knees just to get a glimpse of the sister and it was well worth it. She was just awesome! She has this aura around her that makes you feel peaceful and happy. Her smile literally lights up the room and she was gracious and kind. My first words to her were about how absolutely lovely she was. I told her that she has inspired me to start writing again and that it was all her fault.

She smiled and said that she'll take responsibility for it. She said when I became rich and famous, just make sure I mention her. Hee! She's awesome. I thanked her for making it ok to be happy and in love. She said and there's no problem with that. I said there's no problem with it at all. And she smiled and I was blinded by her gorgeousness. As well as her phat ass engagement ring. Woo and hoo that thing was serious! Go Lyzell!

On Thursday after another day of near mental breakdown courtesy of Asshat # 1, I got together with Vic for some much-needed cheap libations at BBQs. I asked the Zeenman to come hang and we (well Vic and me anyway) got blotto. So much so that I had to pay my respects to the porcelain goddess. Repeatedly.

On Friday, in light of the fact that work has been one never ending nightmare and the fact that I felt like an alcohol soaked pile of shit, I took a sickation/mental health day and kept my ass in the house. I alternated between wretching and sleeping and all was good with the world. I did get up and cook a shit load of chicken so the Zeenman could eat when he got in from work. I was domestolicous!

Today, I was stuck at home because we had some dudes coming in to do some spackling work on our lumpy ceilings. It turned out fine since it was a special kind of crap out today. Rain and basically craptacular.

Tomorrow I plan nothing if it's shitty out again. Thus ends the recap of the remainder of the week. Off to futz with my downloads.

Later.........