Just Called the Job...

I'm in the mood to take it slow today. So I had to check to see when I was due in, because there is an 8:30am EST opening of the Atrium that I have to guard. That's next week, so? I'm not running around and rushing today. I ran to get to work on Monday, where when My Sworn Brother Art, when we talked on Tuesday he was like, damn!? You ran from ATT Station to there down PATTISON AVENUE IN THIS BLISTERING FUCKIN HEAT WITH ALL THAT ON, NICE!

I still have a long way to go though. I'm STILL not in shape though, because I can't MAINTAIN my stretches and yoga-workout, but!? Their effects are still there in helping me when I need it.

And lemme also address the previous post where I need all of you to understand that before I was anything more to Stacey, I was HER FRIEND. FIRST. So for those of you who follow the nigger-mentality thinking of Captain Save-A-Ho, you are part of the problem. Because my reaction was based off of the fact that we were friends, FIRST! However I think all of you know that for some women who are used to losing, they don't know how to handle winning graciously. And unfortunate FOR BOTH OF US, Stacey is NOT A GRACIOUS WINNER. Something that disappointed me immediately and I tried to warn her that this is NOT how you go about things now that you finally have peace of mind and freedom to move about and finally tell people "No." and they don't browbeat you till you break and do what they say.

Either way, it's time for me to get up out of here. I will see you in 9+ hours!