Not For The Faint Of Heart!!! Trust ME

I'm sitting here in my apartment mad as hell. Evil and hatred want to spew from my tongue like the evil bitch in the exorcist. Grab a shield here comes the vomit.

I talked to a drug dealer last night. Some nigga named Marcus. Is it just me or are drug dealers the most philosophical muthafuckers on the planet? This "man" had the nerve to say that a wise man once told him...STOP..."a wise man told him" what, was this muthafucker kicking it with Gandhi last night? And if he was kicking it with a wise man I think the first thing he would have told you was to stop selling drugs...RIGHT!!! Anywho who gives a fuck about him...I'm so disgusted with the percentage of black men who sale drugs I don't give a fuck what the rhyme or reason.

My best friend is having a mental breakdown or so she says and she is dragging me with her...while everyone is checking her ass I'm the one about to crack...or maybe not I have enough sense to vent here.

My computer sucks I swear it is on crack. I hate it...that's why I am typing hard as hell on you now you little piece of shit...fuck ya memory and your hard drive ya two dollar hoe.

My aunt asked if I was going to vote...I don't even want to talk about that shit.

The dating pool sucks...congrats to all the married people but then again with all the cheating and down low shit no fucking body is safe...Watch ya ass, AIDS is a muthafucka and the stats are ridiculous...makes you want to put your shit on lock...condom my ass. Hi I'm paranoid anyone care to join.

So if you've read this much of what I've written you might as well know what I really feel like writing is "AHHHHHHHH! FUCK YO COUCH NIGGA FUCK YO COUCH!" *NameLiar jumping up and down on brand new white sofa*

This has been another public breakdown to join with those of Mariah Carey, Whitney Houston and all of the other crazy bitches who have no real reason to have a breakdown...Thank you and goodnight.
P.S. I killed AimHigher.
Hide-dee Ho in the mad real world.

Overexposed!

Ya girl has a page on blackplanet. Don't ask. Check out what men really want me to respond to...Wait first read what I say on my page...go to blackplanet.com my screen name is MsNeo-Soul. If you have the time, if not I'll wrap it up for you. It basically says I'm educated, funny, and don't have time for any bullshit. And this is what I get in return.

WELL I WAS READING YOUR PAGE AND AM FEELING YOU SO CAN YOU READ MINE AND GET BACK TO ME PLEASE LOVE MR.WILD(Age: 24)

HEY SWEETIE! HOW ARE YOU? I AM TRYING TO MAKE A FRIEND! CAN YOU BE MY FRIEND? HOLLA BACK.....(Age:Unknown)

I think I know you, you work at leamington's food. I remember trying to holla at you about a year and some ago. I still see you now when I come up there. (Age:23) Mistaken identity...I don't work there fool.

if interested and a freak holla back (Age: 25)

hello baby how are you doing i am fine im very single and freaky but that not want i want so how come you are single please write back very soon im from waterloo iowa (Age:35)
I wrote him and said, "Hi, how are you?...why are you single?" He responded with.
hey thanks for writeing me i am single cause the women say that i am to ugly and some just do not like me at all so that why i want to try you if you give me a chance with you please i think you look very nice and you deserve some one like me in your life please write back.
Yeah I really deserve an ugly man in my life...Thanx buddy, I just feel all warm and tinga-lee inside...how bout we get married...Crazy mutha...I hope you can feel the sarcasm, its very heavy in my mind...lol

WHAT IT DO MA DAMN U LOOK SEXY AS HELL IM SAYING COME HOLLA AT ME 1(Age:21)

That was just the tip of the iceberg folks. I'm trying to figure out how is that supposed to attract a woman. I tell you it is truly hard out here for a pimp. I'll keep, keepin' on in the mad real world.

"I Have Nothing..."

Alright the title is a lie I have a lot, but what I don't have is anything to write about. Every other day I start to write a post and then I stop. Here are the last five I've started but never finished. Peep this...

1. Horses Anyone?

I have been debating on whether or not to create a "stable" or "roster." There have been a couple of guys who have been coming at me with the friends with benefits offer. The latest one is a cop. The man is fine as hell but I don't trust police officers. That man could cluck me upside the head with a 2x4 and all his cop buddies would cover it up. I don't think I'll be able to deal with his ass. But at the same time the offer is very tempting especially with the drought I have self induced.

2. Obviously I Don't Want To Holla!

I'm at a clothing store in the greater Chicagoland area minding my own business looking for a jogging suit. I'm not going to jog anywhere but I still want one. Now I just so happen to be looking in the men's section of the store for said jogging suit because I want a red, black, and gray one or maybe a tan one something with Sean John or Rocawear on it...lol

Anywho, as I am minding my own business this dude says, "Take those sunglasses off there is no sun in here." (y'all know I love the hell out of some sunglasses) I'm thinking to myself oh boy here we go.
"Hey cutie what are you doing over here?"
"Looking for a jogging suit." Leave me alone
"Ain't nothing over here for you."
"Who said I was buying it for me."
"I know you ain't buying no man nothing." I'm thinking you damn skippy!
"Alright you got me there." By the way dude has this heavy ass Caribbean accent...and as much time as I have spent down there I could pinpoint where from.

3. Mos Def Visits My Store Everyday

There is a homeless dude who comes into the job everyday rain or shine. I call him ODB or Ole' Dirty. He looks just like Mos Def only dirty. I can tell he is not high or drunk. The only thing he does is listen to rap CDs all day. He never even speaks until today.

I was putting up some CDs and I had the aisle blocked off with a cart. I really wasn't paying attention when I heard the most articulate "Excuse me" of my life. Ole Dirty has the voice of a god. He sounds good as hell just the right amount of bass. I looked around in shock like who the fuck just said that it couldn't have been Ole' Dirty but it was. When he didn't speak it was easy to just think of him as a bum. But Ole' Dirty is a person too...hell I think he might actually look good as hell with about 10 baths, a shave, some new jeans, shirt, jacket, timbos, etc.

I had a revelation...I should help Ole' Dirty. Its a shame that the man comes into the store everyday and we can't help him out in some way. He appears to be an okay guy...he doesn't come into the store begging or pissin' in the corners. We should help our fellow man not just watch them struggle.

I went back to work with a mission only to find out that after being there for more than 6 months they had finally put Ole' Dirty out. He's been banned from the store. I wonder what his real name is.


See all I have is beginnings to ish...oh well at least I got it out. Maybe now I'll be able to write since I got those little tid bits out. I guess we will see in the mad real world.