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Bakers Dozen c/o KB via ej.

1. grad school:: fall '05 is ½ done, and so is my brain. I'm baked.


2. i guess 1 of 3 ain't bad.... Friday night finance final = a strong C with a B prayer. Saturday morning accounting final = a weak C, with a strong C prayer (80% of my grade). Information systems = A (that's a given, geeky as I am).


3. theHope:: that I don't get kicked out of grad school completely.


4. theReality:: I have a truly que sera attitude about this semester. Yes, I really bit off more than I should have chewed, and i underestimated how challenging my classes are. But...what's done is done. I've given too many tears to school as is. Mentally, I can only realize my mistakes, and keep it moving.


5. theFreakiness:: Ok, I'm interrupting this B12 to pause, and share something...freakishly coincidental, and real. At the exact moment I wrote the above line about realizing my mistakes and moving on - the GRA for my accounting class emails me a username & password for Part II of the class. Please note that if I HADN'T passed Part I, I'd be ineligible to take part II. That, kind reader, isn't just destiny, God's will or fate. That, my friends, is the power of sheer will, which is all in God's hands (or fate's, or destiny's), but nevertheless determined by man taking that mental step. In other words, if I hadn't mentally made that adjustment, and typed that line, and prepped myself for that eventuality, would that have happened? hm...


6. theDecompression:: I refuse to wallow in self pity. Too tired to sleep, I take the "pigs live here" sign off my sty (read:: apartment) and prepare for...


7. theChiChi:: which was cool, but not über chi-chi. The gallery show was at Gallery 253, and had some interesting pieces. Primarily photographs, works by Drexina Nelson and Derrick Blanks were particularly intriguing.


8. who, Moi (again)?:: don't forget I was on a mission! Malheureusement pour moi, the only brotha intriguing enough to get my attention spent most of the evening chatting with other men. Mia swore to me that didn't mean anything, but I wasn't willing to chance getting rejected. C'est la vie!


9. theGbutNotSoS:: with so many industry "playas" there, we dip - too much finger arching over mini-champagne glasses, and teeth (read: butt-cheek) clenching for me! We head out to Club 20 Grand East, to party with Si Man from 102.5...now, I love my people, BUT...


10. bootyDon't:: bootydo: when your stomach sticks out more than your booty do. I (sorta) have one, but I've got theTwinz, to compensate. Men my age? Have Twinz (wrong), a bootyDo (more wrong) and then somehow the a$$ starts to become almost concave. Given all this, the LAST thing you want to do is tuck your shirt in (extra wrongness!). I don't see anyone that can help me fulill the mission...


11. rectangularMiniskirt:: I am a BIG girl, y'all know this. BUT. Any above-the-knee skirt I pick up, will end up being wider than it is long, which again = extra wrongness! So, I knew it was going to be a given that I'd see it, but when I saw it with a pineapple weave and some go-go boots, I KNEW that S(exy) had left the ...


12. stepInTheNameOf - Diversity?:: the crowd ranged from 21 - 60, dressed from polo shirts and khakis, to the full 3-piece red plaid suit, with matching gators, and the Barsolino of course (his wife was in red, and just as sharp). White guys were stepping, and I even saw one guy determined to nail the cha-cha slide (read: sans rhythm). The DJ played "Follow Me", while me & some stranger gigged (for about an hour or so - I lost track of time completely). My knees are still killing me.

So, no sex...but I had fun. And I'm glad. On both counts.

completely absurd aside:: that pic I posted above is the first actual image of the "bootydo" phenomenon posted on the internet. I'm glad I have contributed something of real value to the world wide web...lol.