what it is what it is what it is….
28/04/2004damn i love that song. turn yo’ speakers up!!! it’s on the radio.blog. “let’s call this song exactly what it is…(what it is what it is what it is….) Rock Steady, baby!!” damn i love that song. miss aretha can put anyone in a good mood. listen to Goapele, too. I saw her a few months ago with Musiq. She was off the hook. They only play her at 1 AM on BET, though… she won’t get no love anywhere else.
i’ve been lacking with my blogging, i’m a lazy bastard. so sorry.
i got this new freelance job through a friend of a friend. they sell natural herbaceutical remedies for everyday problems (genital warts, herpes, cirrhosis of the liver… what have you. lol). the guy that hired me sent me their detox kit. i can’t wait to start it, but i definitely want to wait until after paris, ’cause Lord knows everything that’s going in my body there is gonna be toxic. it’s very interesting to read the herbalist’s writings. It sorta grosses you out. Let’s just say I can’t eat yogurt or drink milk after reading it, and meat is gettin’ kinda shaky. He talks about how we should be putting whole, raw foods in our bodies, and not dead animal carcuses and cow mucus (see what i mean? lol). Very enlightening.
People probably get sick of me when I learn new stuff, because it’s all I can talk about. I’m big on research. If I want to know about something, I’ll google it to death, find out everything I can about it and tell you and ya momma until you get sick of hearing about it, or until I’m bored with the subject and have moved on to bigger and better things. this month’s obsession is the raw foods diet and detoxing. Last month it was all about calories, how many you have to burn to lose 1 lb (3500, btw). Or you can be -500 calories a day and burn 1lb a week. I can give you more info, just hit me up. I’ve done researched that one to hell and back. Just because I know all about it don’t mean I follow it, tho. lol
sigh
20 Days until Paris
man oh man. baguettes and butter, make way. Jonathan said they don’t even give you butter with the free bread on the table – they give you moutarde (mustard, y’all)! mon Dieu! (see jonathan, i’m practicing). then they look at you like a stupid american when you ask for butter. that’s okay.
Je suis une Américaine stupide! Et vous, vous êtes un canard gigantique!
Is everything conjugated correctly, Jonathan? I aint’ gon’ lie… i had to look up the cojugation for “être”, but at least I knew which conjugation to look for, right? right! Four years of french and all I can say is that I’m a stupid american and you, you are a gigantic duck.. sigh… how sad for me. Ah hell, they’re used to tourists by now. Why not add me to the bunch.
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