Day 161

*NOTE: This post was finished on 6/11/2009. However, Blogger saw fit to not AutoPost as I was out having the time of my life last night. I apologize for the lateness.*

30 posts in thirty days.


30 random facts about me.


Fun Fact #11: I have an Atlas complex.


"Got the weight of the world on my shoulders..." - Jay-Z

I don't get into people's business. I don't ask questions that would make it seem as if I'm probing into your mind, trying to get some juicy piece of gossip.

But people offer it to me because I'm a great listener. I'm also a great friend.

And therein lies the problem. I tend to take people's problems as my own. I take ownership and I stress and I think about what they have going on, as if I don't have enough problems of my own.

I think that's way I blog so much. I rarely talk about myself, I get kinda shy in that aspect. Here, however, I can write about myself as much as I want, and people will either read it or not. It's out of my system, though, and that's what makes it cool.

Case in point: Today, a good friend of mine gave me some news. They have their own set of problems, and I've been spending the past 6-7 hours thinking about it and trying to come up with a solution. Granted, it's not my problem, however, it's about their health, and I don't want anything bad to happen to any friend of mine. They would probably scold me if they knew that I was thinking so heavily about their issue; as a matter of fact, I'll probably hear about this later. But I can't help it: I'm a helper. I want to help as much as I can, when I can.

It kills me to know that a friend of mine is in pain, and it hurts me more to know that there may be SOMETHING that I can do to help out. So, I try my best to help out as much as possible, even going so far as to ignore my own issues to help out.

That's bad, I know.

I've been trying to fall back from doing that, but whenever I do, I feel like I'm not being a good enough friend.

So, today, I'm asking for input on what to do. I'm asking for some insight on how to go about not feeling like the world depends on me.

Because currently, I feel as if the world needs me.

And I'm ready to help, however possible.

Fun Fact #11: I have an Atlas complex.

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Day 160

30 posts in thirty days.


30 random facts about me.


Fun Fact #10: My mind is a random slot machine.

You never know what you'll get from me. Hell, I don't even know what I'll get from my mind until it kicks it out.

Talking to The Addiction tonight, she told me something very interesting. She said that I have a "beautiful mind. It's like your own universe."

Heh. I like that.

In my universe, there is no sleep. My mind never shuts down. I'm always thinking about something random.

Example: For this random fun fact, I had to start over a couple of times, because I didn't know what I wanted to write about. Then I found the topic, but the words wasn't coming like I wanted them to. Finally, I decided to have my readers (all 12 of you) to send me questions, and tomorrow, for my fun fact, I'll answer them. No matter what the question is, I'll answer.

It might be a joke, it might be a outright lie, but it'll be funny and sarcastic.

So, that's the assignment for tonight, people. I wonder if anyone will actually come up with something to ask me? I mean, I get hits to my site, but no one really leaves comments. I have lurkers, ghost readers, everything. I want some more commenters, dammit! I'm mad this song just went off. I think I'll repeat- wait, I like this next one, so never mind. Ok, Twitter is moving again, for a moment, it looked like everyone logged off. I had to go back and read what I just wrote and proofread, which I need to do better, I keep finding mistakes in my writing. I'm a little tired tonight. Why isn't she texting me back right now? Ok, I just erased what I was gonna write, because I think I talk too much about that subject. Someone is gonna ask me what that subject was. I think I'll answer truthfully. Maybe. Wow, it's harder to type a stream of conscience than to write one.

Ok, I'm done. I was trying to... wait. Whatever. LOL

There you have it. Fun Fact #10: My mind is a random slot machine.

If you're interested, come pull the lever. See what randomness I kick out to you.

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Day 159

30 posts in thirty days.


30 random facts about me.


Fun Fact #9: When it comes to attraction in the opposite sex, the eyes have it.


I know, I know. I know what you're thinking.

"Gee, he sure does write a lot about females!"

Well, I was always told to write about what you know, and study what you don't.


So, I do both when it comes to women.


Confession time. When I look for physical qualities that I like in a female, the eyes are the most important. Not the breasts (even though I like them), not the booty (even though I like that too), not the height, not the thighs, not the hair, or the face...

...it's all about the eyes.

The Prototype has some AMAZING eyes. She does. I could look into her eyes for days at a time. The Addiction... WHEW. There's a reason why she's The Addiction, and it has nothing to do with the rest of her.


I am a sucker for eyes.


I was talking to Miss Inappropriate today, and she asked if she was to cut off all her hair, would someone still date her. I said I know I would. Of course, she laughed it off and came at me with the "if you didn't know me" spiel; meaning, if I were to see her at the mall with no hair, would I try to pick her up. I told her that I thought that she had some deep eyes, and that off of that alone, yes, I would at least make contact and speak, try to buy lunch or something. The eyes says a lot about a female, what they like, what they don't like. Most men never pay any attention to the eyes, so you get the "I didn't know she liked/didn't like that!" excuses.

I love different color eyes. Hazel. Brown. Green. Blue. A pair of gray eyes will get me hooked quicker than a shot of heroin right in my heart. It's something about being able to see what they want, just by how their eyes move. Seeing what they feel without you having to tell it.

I just like looking into their eyes, seeing what lies beneath. The eyes truly are the window to the soul, you just have to pull the curtains back sometimes to see inside.

And yes, that's Maggie up there. And yes, I think she is SO damn sexy.

So, there you have it. Fun Fact #9: When it comes to attraction in the opposite sex, the eyes have it.

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Day 158

30 posts in thirty days.


30 random facts about me.


Fun Fact #8: I give every female I know and love a nickname.

Every one.


No one has the same nickname. I make them unique and just for them. That's my thing. I was talking to one half of the Mighty O's Angels, DopeAlicious and she said that she thought I had a whole gaggle of women to choose from because of all the nicknames. I had to chuckle.

So, Angel D, this post is for you.

I give women nicknames, not because I don't want to remember their real names, but because it's a term of endearment from me. I have my Sissy (who is my real sister), my Big Sis, The Addiction, Princess Mary, Cinnamon Sugar, The Leo, The Gemini, Wonder Twin, Mighty O's Angels, Jessica Simpson, The Prototype, The Admiral, The Captain, Boss Lady, etc....

I think the reason why I do so is because I'm pretty anal. I am, I can admit that. I'm anal about how I place people into my life, and how much of me that I give. I write this blog, I'm always writing something on Twitter, I'm putting out a book that may or may not be based on my life, and so it seems like I'm putting it all out there, and.... I'm not. There's a lot about me that even people close to me don't know. I show people where I live at, but I never invite them in. (Figure out what I mean by that...)

There are different levels of admiration that I have for these women. Some, I've never met, not even once. Others, I've been around my whole life. Yet, I give each of the women in my life the same opportunity to get to know me and my quirks. And one of my quirks is that you get a nickname around the 4th or 5th time of me talking to you. Some (Princess Mary, The Gemini, Jessica Simpson) will only let me call them that name. Others (The Captain, Cinnamon Sugar, Wonder Twin) have actually adopted that as their nickname. I guess women have their quirks too.

Anyway, the mystery of the nicknames have been solved. If you're a woman, and you've been around me for a certain period of time, you have a nickname. If you don't know it yet, just ask.

I'll be happy to let you in on why I call you what I call you.

There it is, Fun Fact #8: I give every female I know and love a nickname.

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Day 157

30 posts in thirty days.


30 random facts about me.


Fun Fact #7: I love to laugh. All the time.

So, me, my mother, and her boyfriend went out to see The Hangover. Don't worry, I'm not spoiling anything here.

Well, nothing of importance. The only thing I'll spoil is this.


You'll laugh.

A lot.

And if you don't, your humor button is broken. For real.

I dig comedies because they make something that could be totally uncomfortable, funny. Example: EuroTrip. The twins making out. That was uncomfortable, yet supremely hilarious. Or Zack And Miri Makes A Porno. The pullout. That's all I'll say about that.

People often ask me how old I am. I get it all the time, at work, from people at a gas station, clerks at the grocery store, I'm always asked how old I am. And when I tell them, they don't believe me. Yes, I'm 28. I know I look 18. How do I do it?

Laugh everyday.


No matter what you've got going on, take time out (15 minutes minimum) and laugh at something. Find a video on YouTube. Chuckle at the dude at work who can't get the copier to run correctly. Laugh when your boss trips over her feet. Find a good movie and laugh until it hurts. Then laugh more.

Sure, I'll probably have laugh lines when I hit 40, but they'll be well earned.

Just do something in your day to make you laugh, even if it's at yourself. I don't mean chuckle, either, I mean LAUGH. A breathtaking laugh, one that makes you hold your stomach. In the end, you'll remember the good times, the funny times, more so than the bad times.

To end, I will now be played off by the keyboard cat. Enjoy.



Fun Fact #7: I love to laugh. All the time.

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Day 156

30 posts in thirty days.


30 random facts about me.


Fun Fact #6: Tetris is my favorite video game of all time. (WARNING: There be spoilers ahead!!!)


Happy Birthday Tetris! 25 years and still going strong...

To date, I have played Tetris on everything from GameBoy to iPod. I even had Tetris on a watch. For the past 2 decades, I have played almost every variation of Tetris, and yet, I have not experienced every situation there could be in Tetris.

No game has held my interest more, not Castlevania, not Super Mario World, not Doom, not King's Quest VI, not Loom, not Final Fantasy 6 nor 7, not Timesplitters, not Goldeneye, not even World Of Warcraft has held my interest more than Tetris.

I am not the best at this game. However, dear reader (yes YOU, the one reading this), I can beat you. I will drown you in a sea of blocks. I am ranked 292 in the world, which means there are 291 people better than me in this game. You aren't one of them.


I know, the above paragraph seems arrogant. It is. It's meant to be. I know my skills, and I know what I can do. And what I can do, is beat you down.

There isn't a game that I cherish more than Tetris. It is my stress reliever. If I am playing copious amounts of Tetris in one sitting, I'm probably pissed or irritated and just a couple more lines will cure my ailment.

As a matter of fact, I'm about to go play now.

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Day 155

30 posts in thirty days.


30 random facts about me.


Fun Fact #5: Utada Hikaru got me into J-Pop. Personally.

In 1999, while I was attending North Carolina A&T State (Go AGGIES!) there was a forum being held at the Student Union about foreign relations and how it would affect us in the next century. I attended, and while listening to a speaker who was a foreign exchange student from Japan speak, a young woman was standing beside me.

Her name was Utada.

She was going around speaking to everyone and smiling and shaking hands. When she got to me, I couldn't really find anything to talk about with her, so the first thing that popped out of my mouth was:

"What are you listening to on your walkman?"

She smiled at me and placed the walkman in my hands and the headphones over my ears. The very first J-Pop song I ever heard was Night of Fire by Niko. I was hooked. She saw me bop my head, this way and that, and smile like someone had given me candy.

When the circuit was over, I caught Utada before she returned to her vehicle. I asked her where I could find more music like that. She nodded and handed me her tape that she was listening to. Come to find out, what I was listening to was a recording of Para Para, basically group dancing music (much like the Electric Slide), and I had the first set, Para Para Stadium, in my hands.

I still have that tape somewhere. Who knew that the young woman that I met would not only become one of Japan's biggest pop stars herself, but would also introduce a new genre of music for me to listen to.

So, Fun Fact #5a and 5b: Utada Hikaru got me into J-Pop personally. And I love it.

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Day 154

30 posts in thirty days.



30 random facts about me.


I'm stepping away from the females (for just a moment) to talk about something close to me.

Fun Fact #4: Writing is very therapeutic for me.


I've been having a good time the past 2 weeks. Actually, things were better in the past 2 weeks than they were all year.

Today, it seemed like all of that came crashing down.

Word on the street is, my company has had a buyout. What that does for us employees has yet to be seen, but some people are afraid of a takeover and subsequent layoffs. I, for one, am not one of those people. However, I do share a concern of theirs, which is what's going to happen to the little folk after the signing of buyout.

That was at 9AM.

I then get some news from home that my grandfather is in the hospital. He awoke this morning with slight chest pains, and went to the emergency room. I normally don't talk about my family, simply because that's a sore spot for me. I love my grandfather, however, and I treat him with the utmost respect, so needless to say, I was a bit concerned.

Yeah, right. I was going out of my mind.

I left work at 12:30 PM.

After finding out that he's ok, that they just want to do some tests to make sure it isn't anything super serious, I calmed down and started back into a normal routine, well, normal for me, anyway. Remember me saying that I was a shameless flirt? Well, guess what. I did it again, only this time, my big sis pointed it out. At first, I was trying to justify my actions, and then I realized that it was futile, because I was flirting with reckless abandon. I felt kinda shitty, so I decided to fall back, only to have the person I was flirting with say some things that may suggest it wasn't so reckless after all.

That was around 5:30 PM.

Finally, about 6:30 PM, I get into it with The Addiction. I assumed something, she assumed it was something else. As Gemini's (both of us) we have our moments where we clash. Only problem is, unlike everyone else, when 2 Gems clash, it's always bigger than it really needs to be. So, we spent the last 2 hours arguing about what the problem is, and now, at 8:51 PM, she has ceased speaking to me, possibly for the night. I want to scream like a wounded bear, because while I shouldn't have assumed, she could at least say something to me. The Gemini Rollercoaster is not fun. Not at all. We are happy one moment, and extremely moody the next. Right now, I'm extremely moody. I'm feeding off of her emotions because she is my twin, so I feel what she feels. Some might say that me feeling what she feels is foolish (I'm looking towards the West Coast for that person), but hey, it's what I feel at the moment.

Or should I say, what I felt.

I've calmed down since I started typing this. Writing helps me to get out things that subconsciously I was thinking about, but never materialized vocally. I guess the biggest thing about today is that I learned that while flying high is wonderful, no matter how strong your wings are, you've got to come down sometime.

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Day 153

30 posts in thirty days.


30 random facts about me.

Fun Fact #3: I love short women.

I do.

I have a thing for women 5'4" and under. It's like... you just want to pick them up and carry them away. There's nothing wrong with my tall women, don't get it twisted.

But I love short women.

Maybe it's because the thighs look more pronounced on a short woman (see Fun Fact #1 for how I feel about thighs). I love it. The Leo was only 4'10". The Virgo was slightly an inch taller.

Lately, I've branched out, started looking at women taller than that. The Enigma is 5'7". The Addiction is 5'6". Hell, Princess Mary is 6'0". Mind you, part of the reason why I like short women might have to do with the fact that I'm only 5'9". I'm short myself. The other part?

Let's just say with a short woman, I can get creative in the bedroom. Heels just add to the excitement, and they still only gain about 3 inches, max.

So there you have it. Fun Fact #3 about the Big O: I love short women.

P.S. If you're reading this, and you're shorter than 5'4", holla at me at (757) 29- wait, this is the internet. Never mind.

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Day 152

30 posts in thirty days.


30 random facts about me.


Fun fact #2: I am a shameless flirt.


Don't get me wrong, when I'm with somebody, the flirting stops. I don't want anyone to get confused about how I feel about them. But there are lines. Lines that need not be crossed.

Joe Budden had a discussion today about whether or not you can have a regular conversation with someone of the opposite sex, hang out in a public place with this person, and have it not be considered trying to "holla".

I feel like that if I speak to a female, if I'm just saying hi, you know that that's all it is. My flirting; the way I conduct myself, you KNOW that I'm flirting. You know I'm hitting on you; maybe for the way you talk, maybe for how you think about certain things, maybe how good you look in that skirt.

I'm a Gemini. Being shy is the LAST thing we are. Me? I know that I can, and do on occasion, go there with my flirting. You know it, I know it, the people around us know it, and that's the beauty of it. No crossed signals, you know what I want.

Sometimes, from what I've been told time and time again, I flirt when I don't mean to. The shameless part is that I really don't care. It's harmless to me, especially if I'm doing it subconsciously. I think that sometimes flirting goes too far with the touching and what not. I don't go there. I do subtle things; the winks, the side comments, the jokes.

Subtle enough for you to know that I'm flirting.

I do it over Twitter, I do it over Facebook, I do it at work, I do it everywhere. I rarely ask for the number, simply because I do it as a challenge to me, to see if I CAN do it, and how far a female will let me take it.

But it's gonna stop soon. I have to curb the flirting, well, with other people. I think you guys know where that's going.

So there's Fun Fact #2 about Omie. I flirt. Shamelessly.

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