1. iced americano w/ soymilk
2. light muscle milk bar
3. sleepy time tea with soymilk -2 sips
4. chicken shrimp paella with goat cheese and saffron rice and artichoke and peppers
5. egg whites
6. yellow zucchini slices w/mustard
7. shark steak salad
8. um, crystal light (lemon)?
fuck this. Tyra Banks is a god damn liar. i still have the munchies. writing this shit down just made me feel like a fat bitch with odd taste, and not enough snack food.
a Snicker’s pastry.
my bestie is buds with these ladies/guys. fun. :)
“It should have been obvious to everyone that he was on drugs. But his public persona had become “the creepy freak,” and an alternately adoring and disparaging public wanted to believe that he was insane, or delusional, or simply put, a “wacko.” Perhaps he wasn’t such a weirdo; maybe he was just really fucking high.” –Tracie Egan on Michael Jackson
1. i thought this (see. photo) was a healthy beverage because of its ghetto- crackhead-essence. crackheads are skinny.
2. “i be gettin’ high just to balance out my lows”
3. my mom once walked in on me trying to make-out with my 5 year-old boyfriend, when i was 5.
4. roughly 25% of my diet, as of the moment consists of mechanically separated egg whites.
5. i have a mini-panic attack/get physically ill after i finish eating junk food.
6. dominos takeout makes your breath stank.
seriously considering moving to California solely for access to medical marijuana.
the newest viral exploitation of former-actress Maia Campbell has crossed over from the black blogosphere to the Gawker-owned Defamer. i’m not posting it for several reasons. the first reason being, i had a stronger more visceral reaction to it than i’d have predicted. also, it’s really easy to find, embedding shit from WSHH is against my religion, and the Youtube version is out-of-synch.
Maia’s mother, the late, renowned author Bebe Moore Campbell wrote a book called 72-Hour Hold i first heard about from my mom when i was in high school. at the time, my mom’s best friend since kindergarden was considering placing a 72-hour hold on her daughter who was charging $50-$100 every day to her credit card for food to binge and purge with.
i’ve only watched interviews, read excerpts and reviews of the book, so i’ll hold off on a further review of its contents until after amazon puts my copy in the mail.
it touches on a few subjects that i can relate to. one being, the shame of having a mentally ill loved-one, and another being the taboo nature of psychotherapy and mental illness, specifically within the African American community.
those of you that pray –you know (put Maia on ya’ll’s prayer cards and whatnot). why; she’s a bi-polar, possibly schizophrenic, meth-addicted, crack-addicted, weed-addicted(?), Lay’s Potato Chip-addicted, prostitute, and low-budget porn star. also, be on the look out for a heavy anti-anti-horny nigga sentiment.
