Presidential

So, I never blog things that aren’t self-centered…or centered on myself (something I felt the need to rephrase for effect), and today isn’t much different, but in case I hadn’t mentioned it…I am very passionate about anything dealing with the election. With that said, I’m blogging this from the parking garage at the convention center in Dallas. The line not only wrapped around the building, it’s weaving through the parking garage, lots and streets. The subway was packed getting here. People from every walk of life are here and I’m filled with Pride…and hope…and whatever the proper term is for “warm and fuzzies”. It’s supposed to start at noon, but there’s no way all of us will fit in the building that soon. It feels like everyone in the metroplex is gathered here. With THAT said, let me get into the self-centered part of this post. Ryan called me a few minutes ago to ask me to tell him all about Obama’s speech today because he intended to use it as his excuse to miss work today. I tried to be nice and said, “Come up with a better excuse…one I don’t give a shit about…or if you just have to be a sorry ass nigga…fuckin google it!!!” Needless to say we’ll never speak again. Speaking of not speaking…Jay texted me askin for money…and I didn’t respond because for 1, the answer is no. And 2, I don’t need any excuse to talk to him. But, I wanted to say…”Ask the bitch that’s livin wit you”. But bein the classy, jazzy broad that I am…I gave him somethin to take to the bank–I’m limitless in my worth so I gave him silence cause it’s golden.

Ciao Bitches!