WTF!

http://story.news.yahoo.com/Bush agrees to let Rice testify publicly

This muthafucka has lost his damn mind. Why is Cunninlingus Rice letting this drunk, limp dick murderer ALLOW her to speak? Last time I checked she is a grown woman. However, I must say that it won't make a difference whether she testifies or not, because she isn't going to tell the truth. We all know that Bush has threatened her with no more trips to his ranch when Barbara is visiting the Bush Booze twins.

Boy, one day Bush is going to get his just due.

Until the next angry post...........

Puhleeeze Gimme Some Money!!!!

I saw a house
A house as snug as a mouse
I must find me some money
To get this house I like honey
I will set it off, if I have to
Bank of America, SouthTrust, SunTrust, and Wachovia too
Better put your security on notice
A desperate broad needs some cash, dinero, benjamins, dead prez, loot
I need this house
Without this house
I will surely continue to be a renter cussing
Listening to the 40 pound 1 year old above me running
Running
Dancing
Prancing
SHIT! GAH DAMN! FUCK!
Somebody better give me some bucks
I will even shake my ass with honey
Oh, puhleeeze gimme some money!!!!

Thank you

Gah Damn! Part Deux

Okay, I must confess, I hate my job. Oh, wait I've already done that on several occasions.........

Today's dilemma comes straight from the pages of Creative Self Loathing. Discover Financial has filed a judgement against me and my sister for the nice lofty sum of $3,000 and some change. Now, I was going to pay the assholes, but I must tell you that I don't like for anybody to put me in a position where I have to pay you or else. First of all, the person responsible for running up the bill and conveniently forgetting to pay the bill was my sister. I was paying them on a payment plan up until last July after my repayment program ended. I asked the customer service representative if I could continue the program and she said no. I was unemployed at the time and hell I was like fuck it. Flash forward approximately 9 months later and these bastards are trying to sue me. I don't feel that I owe them $3,000 simply because I've been paying them for the last 8 years and I'm sure they've gotten more than their fair share of money. I need a lawyer. Shit, now I wish I would've signed up for some pre-paid legal services........

In other news, I still have some unresolved issues with my baby's daddy. I sent him an email to let him know that I was going to email him some pictures of me and Peanut from our vacation in the Bahamas and he sent a reply telling me that he would love that and that he's also coming down on the first so he wanted to see us. Now, there's no harm in that right? Wrong. I'm so horny that if any man came my way (no pun intended), I would strip right there and give him the "treasure cove". I don't want him back, but I sure do miss the relations. I would tell my friends that the loving wasn't up to par, but that was because I didn't want them to know that he had it like that. Who would've thunk it? A man 5 feet tall could put it down like that. Man, I'm shivering over here just thinking about it. Okay, I really need to close this book about my life before I start getting graphic.

I need counseling......Y'all help me

Until the next time.........

Gah Damn!

I just finished watching the new D-12 video on Launch. I only have four words for it: hi-lar-ri-ous (yes, I said it and I'll say it again!) Y'all must see this shit, Eminem is definitely going to get his ass kicked by Jermain Dupri for picking on his broad Janet.

Oh well, it's the weekend and I swear err'body is out doing something constructive except me. I'm stuck at work writing in my blog. Man, it's fucked up.

I need a life :(

Any offers? I'll take 'em.

Read Deez Thoughts.........

I'm an avid reader of the Student Doctor network (www.studentdoctor.net) forums and came across a rather disturbing post from a medical student talking about how he was going to cancel his membership with AMSA (American Medical Student Association) because of their socialist views about healthcare in America. Now as some of you may know, the U. S. has one of the most advanced healthcare systems in the world. However, this system is plagued by so much bureaucracy, that many people end up not getting the health care they need because:
1. they're aren't insured
2. there aren't any hospitals or ambulatory care facilities that can provide care for them (a big problem in rural and urban areas that are socio-economically disadvantaged).
This guy says that it's not the government's responsibility to pay for people who are uninsured and that he feels that AMSA is trying to push towards socialized medicine which would be a great detriment to society.

Now I both agree and disagree with this statement. First of all, as humans, we have basic rights and one of them to have access to adequate healthcare. We are all going to get sick at one point in our lives, so if a person gets sick through no fault of his/her own and so happens to also be uninsured, healthcare should be provided for them. Now, on the flip side, if someone just sits and just doesn't give a damn about their life and just continues to put themselves in jeopardy of injury or sickness and just so happens to also be uninsured, then no, they should be held accountable for the charges they incur for treatment. I guess the problem I'm having with this person that posted this message is that he was almost sounding like, he wouldn't treat a person who was uninsured. Now as an aspiring doctor, I find this type of attitude shitty at best. As a doctor your job is to treat people regardless of what their situation is. As a Black woman aspiring to be a doctor, I find this type of attitude reminiscent of the attitude whites took towards treating Blacks. I'm not a big fan of some white folks, but if a KKK member came across my table and I had to treat him I would, because that's my job.

I've heard some really bad reviews on socialized medicine, but I still believe it is the only way to insure that everybody gets access to healthcare. A lot of people don't realize how valuable health insurance is until you are without it. Right now I don't have health insurance, but fortunately my child does. I think about the good that socialized medicine could do for men, women, and children in poor and rural areas who currently don't have a damn thing. For those screaming, but I have Medicaid, take note, they've cut the benefits to the point that in a few years, you won't have shit but a card and that's it. It's too many fucking doctors out there who take this holier than thou attitude when it comes to treating uninsured and underinsured individuals. All I have to say to that is a warm and wholehearted FUCK YOU! Those same people that you're treating like shit are the same ones who enabled you to get those damn subsidized loans to pay for school to become a doctor. Now for all of those people out there saying, but the poor people don't have federal taxes taken, excuse the fuck out of me. When I was making 4.15 an hour working at Chick Fil-A many eons ago, there were taxes being taken. It may not have been much, but when you think about it, 4.15 an hour ain't shit grossed, so imagine it taxed and then you're really left with shit. For the poor doctors out there who want to treat people who are uninsured really can't because of this high ass malpractice insurance that's forcing doctors to go into early retirement with thousands of dollars worth of school debt hanging over their heads. I support making doctors pay for their mistakes, but for those doctors who are being sued because Sally's butt enlargement didn't make her move to a size 0 panty to a size 2 went wrong or a man who was diagnosed with prostate cancer and refused treatment and their happy go-lucky relatives that didn't give a damn to care for him while he sick all of a sudden want to sue, then hell naw doctors shouldn't be held responsible.

Healthcare in a America sucks and when I become a doctor I'm going to lobby for changes. Too often people just do enough to get by, but don't give a damn to take that extra step to make a change. I'm not trying to be a doctor just to hear people call me doctor or for the money ( because most doctors don't break even until they reach retirement). I want to become a doctor because I want to take care of people, especially my own. There are too many of us dying from preventable shit because we don't know what it is and because some of us just don't give a damn. I'm going to make it my mission to make sure they're educated and receive treatment. I know I sound like an idealist, but in a perfect world, there wouldn't be a need for an idealist because shit would be perfect and we wouldn't even need doctors(duh!), but since we do, I might as well try to be the best one I can.

I would like to give props to my cousin Monica for pursuing her Player hater Degree in Public Health and my cousin Christy for working towards her RN degree. Thanks for helping to make a difference in people's lives.

Hopefully, I'll be in somebody's medical school class of 2012 (I'm really leaning towards Morehouse :D)

Anyway, that's my shit for today. Until the next time............

The Fiff Anyul Thug Awards.......

This year's show will be hosted by Ray'Vonquasha El Malik the star of the hit BET sitcom, We's Got It Made.
This year's honorees will include local rap artists such as P.S.P (Pimp Slappin Posse), Deez Nuttz, Crackhoes, and Peppermint Records number one selling artist: Iowngivaphuck.

The awards will be presented by:
Fifty Cents bodyguard: EBT
Trina's hairdresser: Simply Yvonnette
Lil Jon and The Eastside Boys Spirtual Advisor: Rev. Dontae "Big D" Rector
The Last Person That Cleaned Tupac's Car: Dar'rell Simpson
Ludacris' Personal Assistant: Re-Dick-U-Lis
UGK's Bun B's Parole Officer: Tom Wheeler (yeah, he white, but he still down fo' the thugs)
Snoop Dogg's Dog Walker: Patum Down

And none other than everybody's favorite thug: Gary Coleman, now known as "Killa G" performing cuts off his new cd entitled "From The Waist Down Nigga Yo' Azz Iz Mine"
This year's Thug Nigga of The Year Award will be presented to: Phat Azz Thug

This Thursday night on UPN (U Picka Nigga) Network.

Sisterhood?????

Any female who's reading this post who is also a member of a sorority, please explain to me why the cost of pledging is so damn high?

Now before y'all start jumping down my throat, I want you to know that at one point in my life I was willing to give an organization almost $1000 so that I could have legal rights to wearing their name across my chest. However, reality hit me or should I say, reality pimp slapped me in the face. Why in the hell do I want to be a such-and-such? To this day, I can't come up with a logical reason, other than the famous canned statement that almost every girl/woman gives if she's lucky enough to get an interview: "I want to be a part of an organization that is dedicated to the continual empowerment of the Black women socially, mentally, politically, educationally, and spirtually". I've asked my friends why they wanted to join and believe or not, most of them couldn't give a plausible reason. One of my friends doesn't even know why she wants to be a such-and-such (sidenote:she's currently going through the membership intake process).

I mean I started thinking about the purpose of one particular organization and said to myself: "Don't I already do that now?" I perform community service, not because I'm trying to pledge anything, but because I truly enjoy it. I give my "sisters" the spiritual bond that they need, not because they are my sorors, but because I just genuinely love those heffas. Shouldn't that be enough? Nooooooooo! I still want to know what's so spectacular about being a part of a sorority. Am I willing to pay all that money to join? Probably not. I guess I just have a problem with not knowing where half of that money is going to. I don't see a hospital for the poor in rural areas being built by them (however, the one sorority that I wanted join did build one in Africa, but don't we need hospitals for the poor in the U.S. as well?). I haven't seen them build a shelter for the homeless, a playground or community center for the poor urban youth, rally for political change, or hell for that matter get out and do some damn community service. I'm not saying that every member of these organizations are like that, but a large majority of them are. A lot of my friends that have pledged these organizations have lied about performing community service. What's the point of joining a service organization and the only community service you have performed is giving head to all the niggas down on the corner? Furthermore, what's the point of these organizations calling themselves service organizations when the only service they perform is having debutante balls, a few story time afternoons with some kids, and damn award banquets?

I'm not hating. I'm just trying to figure out this inherent desire for people to want to belong to something, no matter if it leaves you broke in the process and for a few of those people, dead. One of my friends had a car accident that almost took her out because she was trying to pledge. Which leads me to another thing, what's up with this hazing shit? Why do these heffas and niggas feel it's okay to beat the shit out of somebody just so you can give them those beloved letters? Furthermore, why do some people feel it's okay to accept that type of abuse because it's the only way you're going to be respected by your sorors? Bitch please! I have a reflex problem. If I somebody hits me, I beat the hell out of them.

Anyway, I hope my friend makes it through the process okay. I'm happy for her because this is what she wants. Maybe one day I'll change my mind after becoming a successful radiation oncologist and pledge after all. Second thought, probably not..........

Urrrggghhh!!!!!

Man, don't you hate when niggas like to brag about some bullshit? For instance this morning, Me and Peanut were leaving out and my upstairs neighbor and her baby (she's one month younger than my Peanut but very huge) were coming down the stairs. She had on the same coat that I had bought my baby and of course Peanut noticed too, because I believe she was trying to jack the girl for what she thought was her coat. Anyway, I say "hey, Peanut she has a coat like you" and the lady goes, "oh this is just one of many coats she has" WTF? I don't give an Al Sharpton campaign damn about how many coats your little rugrat got. Last time I checked, they can only wear one. I don't know why, but that really pissed me off. Well, yes I do know why, niggas always feel compelled to damn brag about some shit. Chris Rock was right what he said about niggas. Always wanting to brag about some shit. Hell, I started to say with all of those coats you could afford to buy a better damn car. Driving that loud ass Buick Skylark that looks like it's on it's last 10 miles before it breaks down. OOOOH, that heffa pissed me off. Okay, I'm done, just needed to get that shit out.

Until the next time.............

I'm Back and Stuff

Unfortunately, I had to use my return ticket. Man, I am soooooo in love with Freeport! It is a beautiful city filled with some of the friendliest people. Me and my Peanut had the best time there. I mean our time there wasn't rushed or anything, it was just plain ole relaxation, which is what I really needed. We went to the beach, shopping, and a protected little bay that had dolphins. I love me some dolphins! They always have a smile on their face and they're so cute and rubbery and stuff! Well, Peanut didn't really care for them. Everytime they would circle around the little pool she would get upset and start yelling "NO!" She didn't even want to touch them. She's so lame. When she gets older she's going to feel like a fool because she had the opportunity to play with a real live dolphin and she passed up the opportunity. Anyway, we shopped, duty free of course. Their souvenirs aren't the cheapest, but you know, postcards anywhere are the better bet. I bought plenty of rum, jewelry, clothes, perfume, and other bull@#$% to make me happy until I can get down there again, which I intend to do very soon.

The only problems that I had were the transportation and antiquated airport facilities. Well, in the Bahamas they drive on the left side of the road, something that most Americans would forget, I mean hell, some of them forget to drive on the right side of the road. Anyway, they strongly encourage that the tourists use taxis and their buses (jitneys) to get around the city. Well, as soon as I got my luggage (quite an experience that I will share later), I made my way to the front of the airport and the taxi......well, I don't know what the proper term is, hell we'll call him the taxi coordinator asked where I was going and I told him and he proceeds to say "stand right here". I'm like wtf? Nigga, I have an arm full of luggage and a whiny one year old, I need to get a taxi NOW! Apparently, the taxi drivers like to carry as many people to their destination in one ride. I don't quite understand this logic, especially when they charge you a flat rate regardless of how many people you're taking. Anyway, I finally get a taxi and lo and behold, the driver tried to pick me up. Now, I don't have a problem with getting my groove back with a Bahamian taxi driver, just not with one who needs extensive dental work and wearing a knock off Sean John sweater. Well, I wish I could say that was the last time a taxi driver would try to pick me up, but alas, I cannot :(

Oh, moving on to the airport. Flying out of Hartsfield-Jackson into Grand Bahama International, can really make you appreciate all that damn work they're constantly doing to Hartsfield. That damn FPO, sucked. The workers even looked pissed to be there. They won't let you take pictures. I guess it's because they're ashamed. AWWWWWWW! Anyway, they don't have a luggage carousel, the have a primitive system of baggage claim that I'd like to call, "nigga claim a damn bag". They unload the airplane then put all of the luggage on a flat bed truck and dump all of the luggage out in a garage looking area. Niggas were just scrambling. Luckily nobody took any of my cheap ABC Distributing luggage set (it was only 12 dollars for 10 pieces, you know that shit ain't gonna last too much longer).

Despite those above described maladies, I still strongly suggest going there :). Freeport is mostly for the families and older couples, next time I go, I'm going to take a plane to Nassau and chill there for a little while. Of course, Peanut won't be coming on this trip.

Returning to work a day after coming back was probably a bad idea. It made me realize how much I hate working here. I was on the plane crying because I didn't want to come back. Yep, it's time to move on from this shit hole. Not just this shit hole of a job, but also this shit hole of a life that I have. Being in Freeport made me realize that I've become so caught up in unneccesary bullshit, that I've forgot about the simple things that make me happy, like sleeping late, meeting new people, trying new things......being completely on my own and in control of my life. I think the last thing is the most important. Down there, I didn't have to answer to anyone but my baby. I took my time to do the things that I like to do and wanted to do. I spent most of my time at the beach, just playing in that beautiful ass turquoise water just reflecting on the past and living and loving the present. For some folks that may sound boring as hell, but for me, that peacefulness was just what God had ordered for me. The emotions that came over me when I was at the beach are truly indescribable. I don't mean to sound all philosophical, but that's just that way I felt. I feeling that came over me when I was on the plane back to Atlanta was overwhelming. I was looking out of the window and I was just mesmerized by view of the ocean and the sky. It was just beautiful. In all of my 26 years, I had never seen a horizon that was as breathtaking as this one. The ocean and the blue sky just melted into one another. I think that may have also been the reason for me crying, the view that is. You know how some people say they see God in different things? Well, I know without a doubt I saw God in all of his glory in that view.

Okay, I'm rambling now, I better end this post before it becomes too unwieldy.

Peace.........