Pride can be so anticlimatic

just like anything really, spring break, 21st birthdays, graduation, life...

Like you know how you and your friends spend hours getting your hair ready, trying on 5 different outfits and putting on makeup b4 going to the club and then when you get there its like...why was it more fun getting ready with your friends than the club itself. Maybe it was the anticipation....or maybe its just me.

It's always, i can't wait to go to pride! There's gonna be HELLA girls, and we gonna be out partying all night long, its gonna be fuckin bananas!!

And then pride comes...and then it goes.and yeah..or maybe its just me

It wasnt prides' fault this year that it rained all weekend which made me want to be around the homos even less than i ordinarily do. And neither do i mean to say that i dont have fun.I just think that a lot of times over anticipation leads to disappointent.

but sometimes joy pops out when you least expect it. And thats what keeps me from being too pessimistic.

This pride i went to two great house parties and spent some time with Alysia and her sisters. I didnt make it to the park, or the club or even the parade.

It was my favorite pride ever.

Suga suga, That's my sista

She said sprinkle me sprinkle me..

(For real that song came out 11 years ago? Who knew that the highlight of my trip to the bay would be hearing E-40 blasting in downtown oakland)

The girl under the sprinkler is my littlest sister. Six year olds can appreciate a sprinkler on a hot day. A six year old can, in the middle of the day and without warning, run upstairs, find her bathing suit at the bottom of her drawer and throw it on in less than 60 seconds with the suggestion that she may be able to go outside. Said kindergarten gradute can, with all her strength, pull a woman twice her weight and 4 times her age outside to enjoy the sprinkler with her...


Sure we have mothers day and fathers day-maybe ill create me a holiday just for sisters and it isnt limited to biological sisters. She's not heavy, she's my sister...

(Peep the gold slippers with the tube socks, thats what i'm talkin about :))

East Point and we gone

Today i woke up early- because I was supposed to go to East Point library and teach this class. It takes an hour on the marta to get there from where I stay. Its a fucking ridiculous commute but thats besides the point.

I just barely missed the bus- i ran- with my best track skills combined with my arthritic knees and tried to catch it but failed. Just choked in the brown exhaust it blew in my face.

Theres no recourse- had to wait 20 minutes for the next one.

I sat on the train angry at myself, watching the minutes tick by resisting hearing shoulda coulda wouldas in my head. When i got to the train, the station was installing their breeze system forcing me to walk around the entire opposite end of the station just to get out...insult to injury right? I dont make excuses but I' hate when i mess up. I sat there on the train nervous- for being late and about teaching this class by myself. I got there- they were all there, ready to learn. Out of breath i started my course.

It's all over and the only thing i can do at this point is do better next time.

I fdont know how my teach for america roomate teaches everyday to second graders. I would kill myself.

look i'm online

I'm so tired. Tomorrow i have to get on that plane. Flying takes a lot of mental energy for me- i'm so afraid of flying. I might try to get drunk and pass out- thats what i usually do.

Tomorrow ill get to see family. My cuz is graduating stanford. Favorite is already out there, im dying to take her around the 'town'. And ill get to see how hyphy Angel has gotten since she moved there a year ago to this month.

Bay food, bay music, east bay, bay weather, bay views, bay clubs, bay gays and bay fam.

sincerely yours

Sunday i had the fortune of hanging out with some people i havnt spent time with in a looong time. We had fun- danced. I met my twin. A young woman from South Carolina who looks eerily similar to me and also mannerisms.

Speaking of sisters- i get to see them...alll of them this weekend. I love my sisters. I am so blessed. I also get to see my paretns(both of them) grandparents, aunties...a mini 5 day family reunion.

Work is tiring, i'm really looking forward to going on this break. And thouhg i love it and enjoy the patrons, sometimes i feel like i'm on the verge of burning out. Sometimes its like my patience is being set on fire,

Alysia came by and latchooked my hair all up so that i can resume jumping into the pool every 3 days without all my hair unraveling.

I'm back in glasses. I'm trying to save up to go to the optometrist and get a new prescription so that i can actually see.

I'm moving soon- from my beautiful West end neighborhood to a not yet determined location- prolly inman square or that neighborhood. Its going to be a hard parting- the west end-my room w/ fireplace and porch. So many memmries and friends who came through there. And my roomate.,,

Oh Kathy griffin is on- gotta go

Ali's Sun

I havnt been blogging lately mostly because its been so nice out. That hot humid Georgia heat is starting to creep in and i walk around in shorts and tanks, my brow wet with sweat, the stearing wheel burning my hands. It isnt hot enough for that air condition but just give me a few weeks.
My skin is starting to get that black girl summer glow, and being someone who is a (not-so) undercover nudist, its giving me an excuse to walk around in nearly nothing.

Last week we jumped in the pool with Alysia. Floated on our backs and let the water hit our hair. My(our) hair is starting brush the top of my back and i can even put most of it back..(okay 80%- im still working with the bobby pins.) They've come a long way. Sometimes i contemplate coming them out then i remeber my natural hair and how much maintenance it took to keep it out my face. I really hate hair being in my face- sometimes i used to swat at my bangs thinking they were bugs flying in my face...

Work is lovely. I find myself enjoying teaching classes- its not so bad. I taught a class in East Point Atlanta to 8 seniors who were crunk as hell to be on the computer. They were a great bunch 7 ladies 1gentlemen. Since school is out, i been looking for another job. This morning i had an interview for a postition(another library) that i semi want though the pay is good and there are benefits. There were 100 applicants for 2 positions and they finish interviews on Monday. My interview went alright, they asked me like 4 questions, ( what do you plan to do with your degree? how do you go about establishing credibility within your new work enviroment? give an example of a time you were detail oriented? and two more about previous jobs i had.) I gave answers, i was excitied because i had a similar position at the Berkeley Public Library so most of what the job required i had already done before. One of the interviwers seemed interested, the other one, looked like she was not feeling me at all. So i dont know how well i did. I hope i didnt come off as insincere or a know it all. I talked more than i usually do.

The Gemini JAM Birthday party turned out to be a lot of fun. i was stressed as usual, hoping that the BBQ pit wouldnt blow up or someone break a window or some other freak accident. Alysia and I started the evening with a watermelon seed spitting contest though we promptly ended when we realized that the white people were eyeing us suspiciously.

the rest of the night was music, spades and bbq boca burgers. It was great seeing people and i have a few pics to put up.

So thats been my week

i'll be in cali soon-seeingfamily and old friends

life is good today

TO MY FAVORITE

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!