The Life & Times of Brown Sugar II

Happy New Year to all!!! Man….*looking around* I need to seriously do some dusting up in this piece! *wiping down & under end tables* I have seriously been neglecting my blogsome bay getaway. Haven’t I? Ok…who asked you?!? I know I have some serious Blogsome Bay Homeowner Association Fees to pay. *cutting eyes at Beloved* I’ve left my lawn unkempt. Weeds everywhere…. *sigh* I need a maintenance man in my life. LOL Not just for yard work either. LMAO!
So with that being said, know that I don’t have any HOB© for dat azz either!
F*ck a HOB© detail. HOB© ain’t did shyt for me! LMAO That’s right. I’m still copyrighting that shyt. Get over it!

Ok. Enough of the shyt talking. It’s a new damn year. What am I going to do differently this year? What are YOU going to do differently this year. I’d really like to know. Maybe I can take something from you. Not physically TAKE something! You know what I mean. This year, I’m going to do some things different. *blink, blink….silence* Haven’t we ALL said and heard that before?!? Is it just me or does it seem like last year (2005) went by rather quickly? I mean, it seems like I was just in DC for New Years Eve 2004. Time sure does fly. And that’s on the real.

Let me do a quick New Year’s Eve (2005) recap. Some of you already know I’m home for the holidays. As I prepared to leave out for the night my dad starts to give me this mini speech about being careful and acting like an adult. *blank stare* Is he f*cking kidding me? I’m about to be 32 years old in three months. I’ve been away from home for 13 years. All of which I lived in different states than them. Mind you, I haven’t gotten into any trouble in all those years of basically being on my own. What makes him think that he would even NEED to tell me that shyt? Why not just say, “Be careful. Have fun.” That shyt burned me up for a quick second. I mentioned it to my mom and she said, “That’s your daddy. He’s going to always be like that. blah, blah, blah.” I just shook my head gave her a hug and kiss, went back into the other room to do the same to my son & dad and hit the road.

Anyway, I basically kicked it with some friends at a club in P.ontiac, MI. Can I just tell you that I had a wonderful time?!? OMG!
First of all, we started the night off with shots of P.itron Silver. The night ended with a bag full of White C.astles provided by the club. I was informed that they do that towards the end of every club night. I guess they want folks to have something in their stomachs in addition to all the alcohol they consume throughout the night. At first I was like, “Da hell is all this?” Meanwhile, I was still munching on my little bitty ass White Cast.le burger. LOL I forgot to mention that I was toe up from the flo up and enjoyed every minute of it. The club we went to was a great mix of folks. It wasn’t ghetto fab or anything. Might I add, white folks know how to party. AND they don’t mind buying a round of drinks for everybody at the table two or three times a night. Had that been all black folks…. We would have been all on our own. LMAO Was that wrong of me to say that? Meanwhile, I’m drinking my third round of Purple Rain. *licking my lips* New Years came with no gun shots or fights breaking out in the club. It was an all around good night. *smile*

I’ve enjoyed being home with my family for the most part. But I have to tell you. I miss having my own space. I don’t know how I’m going to deal with moving back here if I decide to do so. ‘Cause if I move back, I’m going to stay with my parents for a little while. At least until I get on my feet.
Prior to me going on my blog hiatus, I discussed making a career change. Well, that is still in the works. However, now I’m getting a little nervous about the whole thing. It’s like, I’m so ready to make that change BUT the more I think about it, I get nervous about actually doing it. I think more than anything, I’m afraid of being uncomfortable. Does that make any sense to you? It’s like, I have a good job, but I hate it tremendously. It pays the bills…but I still live check to check from time to time. So really, I’m not THAT comfortable. I just don’t want years to go by and I’m still doing the same thing….which is NOT what I want to do. I hate looking for a job. Especially when it seems like nothing is coming available. I start feeling like, “F*ck it! I’ll just keep doing what I’m doing.” Seems I’m more afraid than motivated. Not only am I looking for a new job, I’m looking for a job that I basically have no experience in outside of college projects and internships. *sigh*

I’m not going to go on and on. I’ll be sure to keep you posted. I’m actually about to go hit up one of the local tv stations today. Send up a prayer for your girl. I need all the help I can get….spiritually, mentally, physically, emotionally…all that. Alright. I’m outta here. I promise, it won’t be long before I post again.

~brownsugar~