Hurts so good...Diary of a not so mad Black woman.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Watch your back...its coming to get ya.
Good thing I decided to stay away from pork years ago but I'm still a little in the dark as to where the hell this new reason to wear masks came from. Did it really come from pigs or are they just calling it that to make it sound more threatening...and disgusting. I'm just waiting for them to pull back out the designer face masks that had for a while when SARS was scaring the hell out of everyone.
Forgot about those? Let me refresh your memory.
...and my personal favorite.. Apparently all you need is a bottle of Barcardi 151. Clears that shit right up.
Is it because Sean Combs aka Puff Daddy aka P Diddy aka Diddy is calling himself P Twitter these days? Nah, I can't be that much of a hater...well, I can, but I don't think that is the case. Is it because I am slowly weaning myself away from these community websites like MySpace and Facebook? Should I just give it up and join?
Nah, I'm going to hold out for a little bit longer. I don't need anything else taking up my time. But the whole point of Twitter is it being a quick way to keep up with friends, right?
I have seriously been having this internal debate about Twitter every time I hear about it. Now that I have discussed it with whoever reads this blog (both of you), it just sounds stupid.
Well, I'll work that out on my own time. Now that I have your attention, let me introduce you to a little thing I like to call Doing the Damn Thang. Here are some projects some of my talented friends have put out there for your visual and listening pleasure.
