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Its pretty much given that the Mr. & I will conceive our first born to Drake. I know that its an odd confession, but I just had to say it.

- There is NOTHING like hanging out in a room full of flaming gay guys to help boost your self confidence. PRIDE is good times. =)

- I want a Mister Softee chocolate soft-served cone. I don’t know if its the fact that it comes from a nostalgic ice cream truck, or the fact that I’ve only gotten these in NYC, but they are soooooo gooooood (even despite the fact that they’re a bit overpriced for simple ice cream).

I’ve hit my liquor quota for the weekend already, all last night. Kweli was “spinning” a paaaaaaaaaaccccccckkkkked house at Yoshi’s. Kweli is not much of a dj (trust, not a dj at all), but his presence was much appreciated last night.

Now the Mr. is still trying to sleep off a hang-over induced headache in the middle of the afternoon, and the more I think about going out tonight (sans-liquor) the more I just want to cook a good ass meal & watch a dvd AT HOME.

But its PRIDE weekend… and we already made plans…

The life & times of a queen with a crown…

JULY 31st – Fox Theater – Oakland

“The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shinin, like who on top of this?
People was hustlin, arguin and bustlin
Gangstaz that die from hardcore hustlin”

Mr. T, watch out. I swear I will have this entire verse memorized come July 31. (Not only the first two line’s of Mos’ verse, hahahahahahahah)

I LOVE ANYTHING that comes from the Slum Village camp.

Onra – The One feat. T3 from Slum Village from Onra on Vimeo.

As a matter of fact, I think Blackstar would have to defend their title as my all-time favorite hip hop ensemble. SV could possibly knock them off as first.

- I feel as though I am the only girl who steps out with all boys on a Thurs/Friday/Saturday night. (Note: Time to nix out the weekday shenanigans boys! We’re getting too grown for that.) I miss girls. I MISS MY GIRLS. But we are so few and far apart these days, working ourselves to the bone, being mommy & wifey at the same time, still striving for the highest education possible, and over there on the other side of the country, the list goes on. Gahd, you all amaze me. I just want to be selfish and do me, but I miss all of you, & I miss us.

- Although I am a female, yet alone a WIFE for that matter, I hope I’m still worthy of hanging with the boys. They’re still crude and talk mad shit, so I believe my presence doesn’t inhibit them. What am I saying? My mister, is the crudest out of the whole bunch. Please feel free to view me as a dude with a vajayjay, in MAC makeup & high heels.

- I’ve been tidying up and finding random shoes that I’ve forgotten I’ve bought or have never worn. Stupid FAIL.

If ya’ll already didn’t know, I’m a SUCKER for sweets. Hell, I’m an all around glutton. I love the appetizer just as much as the entree, just as much as the dessert. If I get all three, I’m fucking estatic, for a minute at least…until I realize all of the damage I’ve done.

I’ve been “preparing” for the upcoming cruise by trying to limit my calorie intake, I feel guilty these days just eating half a Boudin sandwich and half of a bowl of soup (my dinner tonight by the way, guess who ate the other half). I still don’t run/train as much as I should, and like I said in my previous entry, “sexy don’t come by itself.”

If you can believe it, I have ENTIRE TUB of Mitchell’s Grasshoper Pie sitting in our freezer (which by the way, is my most favorite ice cream in this entire world). I have a slice of Red Ribbon Pandan Cake in the fridge. Ugh. I even go as far by attempting not to consume anything after 8pm. However, I am human and I do cheat from Friday-Sunday.

I couldn’t resist a black & tan from American Cupcake this past Friday.

Its as good as it looks. OHH, and I even halved-it, thats the discipline I’m working with these days. Cause even though I can’t walk past a cupcake bakery without going in, at least I only buy ONE cupcake, and still share it. My heart dies a little each time, but there will be afternoon teas, all-you-can-eat-buffets, three-course-meals, and a CHOCOLATE BUFFET on the cruise ship, so there you have it, I’m saving my calorie quota.

And because I can’t eat dinner without ending sweet, lately I’ve been good enough to eat massive amounts of pineapple and mango, but here are my updated versions of desserts, small handfuls of Pretzel M&M’s and Milk Chocolate Raisinettes (which I’ve loved since childhood).

P.S. The Pretzel M&M’s are definitely no joke. If you ever crave the combination of salty+sweet, you’ve probably already tried chocolate dipped pretzels, these are just so much more convenient.

Today, the Mr. is my boss, and although I will not actually complete a full 8 hours work, I’m glad to help out. However, I need to get a blog out of my system.

These are random things I’d like to talk about:

1. Sexy Doesn’t Come by Itself

So these past 24 hours, I’ve been consumed with watching The Hills on MTV.com. I realize this is even more pathetic than usual because I don’t have cable and I’ve been going online to stream full episodes. [Fact: Guilty pleasure, watching rich white people eat at $$$ restaurants, buy bottle service at $$$ clubs, and have parties inside their $$$$ homes (all while acting a fool, and drama, drama, drama). Its not entertainment at its finest, but hey, I said it was a guilty pleasure.

Anyways, Audrina Partridge (you know, the perpetually tanned brunette?), has the body of a goddess. I won’t lie. Her body is bangin’. BANGIN’. I read one of her blogs, and apparently, HOMEGIRL ONLY LIMITS HERSELF TO 1,200 CALORIES A DAY!!! Plus I’m sure, this beezie hits the gym on more than a regular basis.

Just a quick reminder that SEXY DOES NOT COME EASY! Shit, I guess.

2. Someone Should Have Invented This Sooner

Taken from nydailynews.com:
“A South African doctor has developed a new female condom that she hopes will combat rape in the most painful way possible.

Dr. Sonnet Ehlers has invented Rape-axe, a female device with jagged hooks that latch onto a man’s penis during penetration.

The doctor is distributing 30,000 of these condoms in South Africa during this year’s World Cup.

Rape-axe is inserted like a tampon and when embedded to a man the device can only be removed by a doctor.”

Although I think the idea is bonafide fuckin’ genius the inventor still recieves criticism about her invention, that it provides false-hope, doesn’t provide any true “anti-rape” benefits (because penetration is necessary for the rape-axe to work in the first place, and may still leave the victim psychologically wounded). I guess you would always need one of these babies inside you to 24/7 in order to feel “protected” as well.

But, fuckit. I’m all for it.

Ohhhmyyyygahhhhd.

I embarrassingly find this so gahd damn funny, Michigan specifically:

Did you buy it yesterday?

I promise its good. Just skip…. “Over,” “Karaoke,” “Thank Me Now,” and for some of you (like me) “Find Your Love.”

HAHAHAHAHAH. Despite all that, I luhrve it.