I was eating dinner today, and an overwhelming feeling came over me. There are people in this country, affected BADLY by this hurricane. No food, no place to go, no nothing. And my heart got heavy. Very heavy… Mind you, I have family all throughout Louisiana. I’m sure that some of my relatives are among the people who are suffering. One question burned in my mind: what can I do about it? How can I help? I didn’t want to send money to the Red Cross, because I felt like that wouldn’t be enough. It just didn’t seem like the humane thing to do, you know? I can’t just “throw them some money and look the other way…” No, this shit is too serious! So I’ve decided to “adopt a family.” I figured this much: Whatever I have, it’s a lot more than THEY have right now. Just the thought of even sitting there, amongst dead bodies, no bathrooms, no water, no food, no anything… I can’t sleep at night, knowing that I’m here, safe and dry, while THEY’RE out there suffering. While it’s not possible for me to drive down to New Orleans (or any other affected area) and say “hey, you wanna come to Detroit?!” I did the next best thing.
There’s a website (hosted by an organization called MoveOn) called www.hurricanehousing.org, where you can connect your empty beds with hurricane victims who desperately need a place to wait out the storm. I’m urging everyone who has the means, please visit this site.
You can post your offer of housing (a spare room, extra bed, even a decent couch) on http://www.hurricanehousing.org or search there for housing if you need it.
MoveOn will pass requests from hurricane victims or relief agencies on to volunteer hosts, who can decide whether or not to respond to a particular request. The host remains anonymous until they reply to someone looking for housing.
I just posted my own offer. I hope you will too, or pass this on to people you know in the Southeast:
http://www.hurricanehousing.org
Housing is most urgently needed within reasonable driving distance (about 300 miles) of the affected areas, especially New Orleans. But even if you don’t live in that region, don’t let that stop you. You can definitely make a difference.
Peace, love and many blessings…
AC
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Silver Lining
OMG… Last night’s gig @ The Hub was awesome. Kelli Hand showed up, and I was SO happy to see her there. BJ from Aux 88 was there – I’ve gotta get together with him and do a track, I swear! My mother and her “friend” John were also in attendance, looking like members of my fan club – wearing their Aaron-Carl T-shirts. (I also wore mine…) Speaking of T-shirts; although I had them made in time for the Fuse-In Detroit Music Festival, I didn’t plan to sell them until DETREVOLUTION comes out.
Speaking of Detrevolution, you KNOW I had to drop some of the tunes from the album – no announcement, no nothing. I just played them. And oh man, did they go over VERY WELL… It was such a thrill to hear “Satisfy U” blaring through the speakers – and when Kelli rushed to the DJ booth; I knew she was feeling it too. Those who know me KNOW that I rarely (if ever) play my own tracks during my DJ sets. But this time, I had to work it. Another track from the album (which I won’t name) went over even better! Kelli had me cracking up… she said “THIS is YOU?”
Shortly after my set, I left. Mommy and John were starting to argue, and I would certainly be embarrassed if I was caught in the middle. Apparently, John was frustrated that my mother (who loved the “star” attention) kept drinking White Zinfandels and was quickly getting drunk. Mommy got frustrated because John kept “watching” her and complaining. She also accused him of cheating, every time he got up to leave – for nearly 10 minutes at a time…
But nonetheless, my night was still good. I got home at around 2 a.m., and didn’t go to bed until 4. (Don’t ask – hahaha!) I woke up at 10 this morning, with the phone ringing – funny how LOUD the phone seems, when you’re sleeping! I cut my conversation short, thinking I could get some sleep… Until Mel knocks on the bedroom door, with a package from Toulouse, France – for ME!!! JIM had already sent me some records on two different occasions – both birthday presents. He told me another package was coming, but he didn’t say when, so this was a total surprise! He sent me a box full of French snacks – little chocolate cookies and crackers… A nice giant jar of Nutella (which wasn’t available here before, but it is now)… A big red sweatshirt with the Toulouse logo on it… The most fascinating Birthday card that I’ve ever received in my life – you open it, and there are 3 flashing candles – when you blow (literally) on the candles, the song “Happy Birthday to You” plays… WOW, that Jim is amazing. He’s said to me before that he wanted me to feel special. This is proof. God bless Jim. Just wait until HIS birthday… I’m gonna surprise him like no other!
Today is gonna be a wonderful day…
AC
Speaking of Detrevolution, you KNOW I had to drop some of the tunes from the album – no announcement, no nothing. I just played them. And oh man, did they go over VERY WELL… It was such a thrill to hear “Satisfy U” blaring through the speakers – and when Kelli rushed to the DJ booth; I knew she was feeling it too. Those who know me KNOW that I rarely (if ever) play my own tracks during my DJ sets. But this time, I had to work it. Another track from the album (which I won’t name) went over even better! Kelli had me cracking up… she said “THIS is YOU?”
Shortly after my set, I left. Mommy and John were starting to argue, and I would certainly be embarrassed if I was caught in the middle. Apparently, John was frustrated that my mother (who loved the “star” attention) kept drinking White Zinfandels and was quickly getting drunk. Mommy got frustrated because John kept “watching” her and complaining. She also accused him of cheating, every time he got up to leave – for nearly 10 minutes at a time…
But nonetheless, my night was still good. I got home at around 2 a.m., and didn’t go to bed until 4. (Don’t ask – hahaha!) I woke up at 10 this morning, with the phone ringing – funny how LOUD the phone seems, when you’re sleeping! I cut my conversation short, thinking I could get some sleep… Until Mel knocks on the bedroom door, with a package from Toulouse, France – for ME!!! JIM had already sent me some records on two different occasions – both birthday presents. He told me another package was coming, but he didn’t say when, so this was a total surprise! He sent me a box full of French snacks – little chocolate cookies and crackers… A nice giant jar of Nutella (which wasn’t available here before, but it is now)… A big red sweatshirt with the Toulouse logo on it… The most fascinating Birthday card that I’ve ever received in my life – you open it, and there are 3 flashing candles – when you blow (literally) on the candles, the song “Happy Birthday to You” plays… WOW, that Jim is amazing. He’s said to me before that he wanted me to feel special. This is proof. God bless Jim. Just wait until HIS birthday… I’m gonna surprise him like no other!
Today is gonna be a wonderful day…
AC
Friday, September 02, 2005
Friendly Phone Call
(phone rings)
AC: Hello?
DF: Hi baby, I love you….
AC: Oh, what’s up?
DF: Nothing’s up… Dang! Can’t I call you just to say hi?
AC: Sure u can… Now, what’s up?
DF: Nothing… How are you today?
AC: I’m fine… Now, what’s up?
(A brief pause…)
DF: Alright, alright… I DO want something.
(AC thinks to himself: mmmHMM…)
DF: Can you watch my kid for me?
Damn, I should’ve never answered my phone… Oh well… Gotta love my friends. (lol… “friends.”) I’ve gotta practice DJing for my gig tonight. I’m playing alongside Eddie Flashin’ Fowlkes tonight. I’m nervous as hell. Excited and honored, of course… Then again, I ALWAYS get nervous playing at home (Detroit). How funny is that? I can travel the world, and be fine… I play at home, and I’m worried sick. Wish me luck.
AC
AC: Hello?
DF: Hi baby, I love you….
AC: Oh, what’s up?
DF: Nothing’s up… Dang! Can’t I call you just to say hi?
AC: Sure u can… Now, what’s up?
DF: Nothing… How are you today?
AC: I’m fine… Now, what’s up?
(A brief pause…)
DF: Alright, alright… I DO want something.
(AC thinks to himself: mmmHMM…)
DF: Can you watch my kid for me?
Damn, I should’ve never answered my phone… Oh well… Gotta love my friends. (lol… “friends.”) I’ve gotta practice DJing for my gig tonight. I’m playing alongside Eddie Flashin’ Fowlkes tonight. I’m nervous as hell. Excited and honored, of course… Then again, I ALWAYS get nervous playing at home (Detroit). How funny is that? I can travel the world, and be fine… I play at home, and I’m worried sick. Wish me luck.
AC
Thursday, September 01, 2005
P2P Leaked!
Alright now… I’m no prude, BUT… I’ve just discovered some new Aaron-Carl songs circulating around on a P2P network… Songs that are on the upcoming DETREVOLUTION album… In fact, these particular songs were tracks that I’d given to a few trusted “friends.” What can I say? I’m shocked as hell…
Now let’s be real. We’re no stranger to the ol’ P2P network. I’m not against it by any means. In fact, when I discovered my tracks online, I was flattered. Usually, I’d find the biggest hits, like MY HOUSE or DANCE NAKED, or DOWN… (I could care less if Down was posted all over the net, but that’s a different story altogether…) But tracks from my new album, that aren’t even released yet? Songs that have NEVER been heard by the public? That hurt my feelings…
Damn… Can’t u give the people a chance to BUY the album first?! That’s my only gripe. Besides the fact that I sent these tracks in the strictest confidence, trusting that the people would keep it to THEMSELVES…
But things happen for a reason. I’ve changed my Intro for the album, so the version that’s circulating throughout the net is NOT the same intro that’s on the CD… The other song that I discovered – well, that song’s the bomb. LOL… Sorry y’all, but I’m proud as hell of that one…
I only ask that you wait for the actual CD to be released… And if you can’t wait, then fine. Download the tracks. Enjoy them… And when the CD comes out, buy it anyway. Support the artists – especially when they’re working their asses off…
Love
AC
Now let’s be real. We’re no stranger to the ol’ P2P network. I’m not against it by any means. In fact, when I discovered my tracks online, I was flattered. Usually, I’d find the biggest hits, like MY HOUSE or DANCE NAKED, or DOWN… (I could care less if Down was posted all over the net, but that’s a different story altogether…) But tracks from my new album, that aren’t even released yet? Songs that have NEVER been heard by the public? That hurt my feelings…
Damn… Can’t u give the people a chance to BUY the album first?! That’s my only gripe. Besides the fact that I sent these tracks in the strictest confidence, trusting that the people would keep it to THEMSELVES…
But things happen for a reason. I’ve changed my Intro for the album, so the version that’s circulating throughout the net is NOT the same intro that’s on the CD… The other song that I discovered – well, that song’s the bomb. LOL… Sorry y’all, but I’m proud as hell of that one…
I only ask that you wait for the actual CD to be released… And if you can’t wait, then fine. Download the tracks. Enjoy them… And when the CD comes out, buy it anyway. Support the artists – especially when they’re working their asses off…
Love
AC
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Back 2 Blogging...
So it’s been a few days since my last blog… Time to quickly get y’all up to date. For starters, I’ve totally redone Detrevolution, from start to finish. Fear, Divine Intervention, call it what you will… I have totally redone my new album. Why, you ask? Because I wanted to make VERY SURE that I did not release another Uncloseted. Mind you, Uncloseted is a great album. It served its purpose. But I just couldn’t come out to the world with the SAME shit to say! With Detrevolution, I’ve done a LOT of soul searching… I’ve played certain songs to my friends, some even to the public. And for those who are afraid they’re not gonna hear anything NEW on this CD, you’re wrong, honey… Think again. This shit is FIRE. But I’ll let y’all see for yourselves…
Of course you know, Hateful, Ghetto Life, My Stranger and 21 Positions are on the CD. BUT… Each song (along with all the others) have been tweaked, mixed, REBORN – now I’m proud. The album goes to the pressing plant next week – I’m so nervous! This is where all the promotion kicks in… It’s time…
Outside of producing music, I’ve still been dealing with my share of drama. Since I’ve calmed down after my birthday incident, things seem to have gotten better. In fact, they’re almost back to “normal.” (A fatal mistake, since that’s the reason I even had to go thru this bullshit?) My eyes are open, so pray for me. I’m taking that road again…
The boys are FINALLY registered for school, thank God!!! They start school Sept. 7, which means that in ONE MORE WEEK, Daddy will have DADDY time!!! Yes, lord! Regular schedule, here I come. I’ll be able to start a nice workout schedule again, cuz you know I’ve been slacking… Staying up all night, sleeping half the day… It’ll age you very quickly!
Question… for Detrevolution, should I use DIGIPAKS, or JEWEL CASES?! Ah, the dilemma…
Tori Fixx, a friend of mine from Minneapolis, has a CD (series) called Black Out. Although I only have CD#1 of 3 (damnit!), I’ve recently started bumping it again. The song BLACKOUT is the fucking shizzle! For real, it’s on fire. Although he jacked every beat possible, I LOVE it. But the part that gets me the most is the sample he uses during the verses, and at the end… “whoaoooooh…. Oohhhhhhh… Talk 2 me….” WHO THE FUCK IS THAT??? WHAT RECORD IS THAT??? I want that bitch!! Somebody needs to hunt Tori’s ass down and tell him to write a ho! Doesn’t he know I recently had a birthday???
All music aside, I just recently learned that my great-Uncle Leroy is in the hospital. Kidney failure (or liver, I can’t remember). But he’s expected to have a LONG recovery, and right now he’s not doing so good. How ironic that he was JUST at my house, leading us in prayer before we ate dinner! I’m going to say a big prayer for Uncle Leroy, and look forward to his recovery. Tomorrow, I’ll head up to the hospital with Mommy (yes I still call her Mommy…) to see him. Hopefully he’s conscious. I want him to know how much I appreciated him coming out to my house to celebrate my birthday with me… And I appreciated the card that he gave me (complete with $30 – they didn’t realize I was actually 32, so they insisted that I take 2 extra dollars, hahaha!!!). Granted, Uncle Leroy is 83 years old. But still, I want to be there for him. After all, family is family.
Alright, y’all… Time for bed. I’ve been sleeping in Jevon’s room for the past 2 nights. He’s so funny… He asked me if I would come to his “house” and stay the night. And I feel so honored – my 5 year-old son just wants to be near his daddy. And when we sleep, he lays right up next to me, just like he did when he was a baby. You can tell that my presence means so much to him. He even told me tonight, “Daddy, you can SAVE your work and finish it tomorrow… Won’t you turn your computer OFF and come upstairs with me?” You know, I became a daddy for THIS REASON… My son adores his father, the same way I adored mine. This special bond is one that can never be broken. I pray that I live long enough to see him grow up and have his OWN children, so he can raise them with the same love that I gave HIM. On that note, I’m off to bed. I’ll stop over at Jevon’s “place,” just to make sure he knows that Daddy’s here. And he can smile… And ask me to stay with him.
Love on y’all…
AC
Of course you know, Hateful, Ghetto Life, My Stranger and 21 Positions are on the CD. BUT… Each song (along with all the others) have been tweaked, mixed, REBORN – now I’m proud. The album goes to the pressing plant next week – I’m so nervous! This is where all the promotion kicks in… It’s time…
Outside of producing music, I’ve still been dealing with my share of drama. Since I’ve calmed down after my birthday incident, things seem to have gotten better. In fact, they’re almost back to “normal.” (A fatal mistake, since that’s the reason I even had to go thru this bullshit?) My eyes are open, so pray for me. I’m taking that road again…
The boys are FINALLY registered for school, thank God!!! They start school Sept. 7, which means that in ONE MORE WEEK, Daddy will have DADDY time!!! Yes, lord! Regular schedule, here I come. I’ll be able to start a nice workout schedule again, cuz you know I’ve been slacking… Staying up all night, sleeping half the day… It’ll age you very quickly!
Question… for Detrevolution, should I use DIGIPAKS, or JEWEL CASES?! Ah, the dilemma…
Tori Fixx, a friend of mine from Minneapolis, has a CD (series) called Black Out. Although I only have CD#1 of 3 (damnit!), I’ve recently started bumping it again. The song BLACKOUT is the fucking shizzle! For real, it’s on fire. Although he jacked every beat possible, I LOVE it. But the part that gets me the most is the sample he uses during the verses, and at the end… “whoaoooooh…. Oohhhhhhh… Talk 2 me….” WHO THE FUCK IS THAT??? WHAT RECORD IS THAT??? I want that bitch!! Somebody needs to hunt Tori’s ass down and tell him to write a ho! Doesn’t he know I recently had a birthday???
All music aside, I just recently learned that my great-Uncle Leroy is in the hospital. Kidney failure (or liver, I can’t remember). But he’s expected to have a LONG recovery, and right now he’s not doing so good. How ironic that he was JUST at my house, leading us in prayer before we ate dinner! I’m going to say a big prayer for Uncle Leroy, and look forward to his recovery. Tomorrow, I’ll head up to the hospital with Mommy (yes I still call her Mommy…) to see him. Hopefully he’s conscious. I want him to know how much I appreciated him coming out to my house to celebrate my birthday with me… And I appreciated the card that he gave me (complete with $30 – they didn’t realize I was actually 32, so they insisted that I take 2 extra dollars, hahaha!!!). Granted, Uncle Leroy is 83 years old. But still, I want to be there for him. After all, family is family.
Alright, y’all… Time for bed. I’ve been sleeping in Jevon’s room for the past 2 nights. He’s so funny… He asked me if I would come to his “house” and stay the night. And I feel so honored – my 5 year-old son just wants to be near his daddy. And when we sleep, he lays right up next to me, just like he did when he was a baby. You can tell that my presence means so much to him. He even told me tonight, “Daddy, you can SAVE your work and finish it tomorrow… Won’t you turn your computer OFF and come upstairs with me?” You know, I became a daddy for THIS REASON… My son adores his father, the same way I adored mine. This special bond is one that can never be broken. I pray that I live long enough to see him grow up and have his OWN children, so he can raise them with the same love that I gave HIM. On that note, I’m off to bed. I’ll stop over at Jevon’s “place,” just to make sure he knows that Daddy’s here. And he can smile… And ask me to stay with him.
Love on y’all…
AC
Friday, August 26, 2005
Lost...
Today I think I lost a friend… You know, the one friend whom I asked the “god-awful question…” Today, I received a message in my MySpace account from him. “I wish you well… Good luck to you… Peace.” If that’s not the coldest goodbye I’ve ever heard! Immediately, I wrote him back. “You sound like you’re saying goodbye… Don’t you DARE say goodbye…” Then I noticed on HIS MySpace account, that all references to Aaron-Carl are gone. He had a nice little message that wished me a Happy Birthday. Gone.
You know, that makes me wonder… Was today just a bad day for him? I didn’t say anything offensive – except the term of endearment, “Hetero Pussy.” Perhaps he got offended? I fail to see the logic. It’s just like someone calling me a “Drama Queen” or something like that. Friends can joke with each other about that. Maybe he wasn’t a friend, after all… Well, if it makes his ego feel better, I’ll even apologize about it.
It’s just another painful reminder that I’m part of a very rare breed. No, I’m not talking about “gay.” But I do feel that my being gay has something to do with it. Lord knows I’ve had to fight for EVERYTHING that I’ve ever had in this world. In fact, I’m still fighting just to SURVIVE in this world. My blog comes from my heart, and if I don’t feel like censoring what the fuck I say, SO BE IT. Love me for ME, faults and all.
AC
You know, that makes me wonder… Was today just a bad day for him? I didn’t say anything offensive – except the term of endearment, “Hetero Pussy.” Perhaps he got offended? I fail to see the logic. It’s just like someone calling me a “Drama Queen” or something like that. Friends can joke with each other about that. Maybe he wasn’t a friend, after all… Well, if it makes his ego feel better, I’ll even apologize about it.
It’s just another painful reminder that I’m part of a very rare breed. No, I’m not talking about “gay.” But I do feel that my being gay has something to do with it. Lord knows I’ve had to fight for EVERYTHING that I’ve ever had in this world. In fact, I’m still fighting just to SURVIVE in this world. My blog comes from my heart, and if I don’t feel like censoring what the fuck I say, SO BE IT. Love me for ME, faults and all.
AC
AAAAARGH!!!
Ok… So I went to my mother’s house today. I needed to tell HER what’s been going on, and I prayed that she had some good advice for me. Wouldn’t you know, she’s going through the same damn thing with HER man! He apparently can’t keep his penis in HIS pants either… What’s up with the damn world? We’re just “freeing Willy” all over the place. Lord…
Earlier today, Stefan approached me… He asked, “Daddy, are you and Mel breaking up?” You know, until now, I never realized how badly the kids would be affected by us breaking up. Stefan immediately burst into tears – and all I could do was hold him…
As I said before, I’m just taking it day by day. I’ve gotten a few words of encouragement (Thanks Saturn!) from people who basically assured me that I’m NOT crazy. I’m NOT being a drama queen. This is a valid problem, a valid hurt. And I have the RIGHT to feel the way I feel. That alone, means something.
Now mind you, I’m not one for wearing the “perpetual victim” badge either. So I’m forcing myself to move the fuck on… “Keep pushing on, things are gonna get better… it won’t take long… keep on pushing 2 the top…” (Girl, I’m pushing!)
Random thought: Today I fried some chicken – hot wings… And damn, they were so good. It’s almost 1 a.m., and I’m craving them right now! But no… I won’t get up and make me any. Especially after what I just stuffed in my mouth – oh, keep your mind outta the gutter!!! You know I’m on my fiber kick now, right? Mel bought me a box of Nature Valley Healthy Heart Chewy Granola Bars. Oatmeal Raisin… MMMM!!! Mind you, there are 5 in a box. I’ll be damned. I ate the ENTIRE BOX. I swear, by the time I’m finished, I’ll have the cleanest colon in Detroit, MI. Plus the fiber shake I’m having tonight before bed? Oh, you KNOW where I’ll be in the morning!!!
Damn, I’m so gullible… Dana IMed me a little while ago… I hate when she starts with this “how’s my hubby” bullshit, because I KNOW what’s coming next. It’s usually, “can you watch my kid?” Wasn’t I just saying that I’d appreciate a friendly voice, MINUS the gottdamn babysitting?! Shit. As if I don’t have a fucking life of my own… KNOWING the trap I’m about to fall into, I answer her IM… She proceeds to tell me about her upcoming trip to Chicago, so she can see her “man.” So long story short, this bitch is out there getting fucked, and I’m stuck here, watching her kid. There’s just something not quite right about that… I could’ve easily said NO, but what the hell… I’m nice. Too damn nice.
But know this: I would have a much GREATER amount of respect for people, if they just get to the fucking point. Don’t call me, talking all this idle chit-chat; knowing DAMN WELL you have a hidden agenda. What… Do you wanna borrow some money? Don’t ask me how my fucking kids are doing… Just ask for the MONEY! Want me to watch your kid? Don’t butter me up, telling me how talented I am, etc… Just tell me you need a babysitter. Trust me. I’ll respect you a lot better… MAN, people are stupid!
My straight friend (aka Hetero Pussy) logged onto AIM just a few minutes ago… He saw me online, and quickly logged back off – before I could even say hello. I hate when that happens…
I also talked to JAY recently – you remember my ex-boyfriend, who is on the brink of surgery? It’s so weird. He seems to be doing okay. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’m HAPPY for him! It’s just weird how one minute he’s saying his last goodbyes, and the next minute, he’s complaining about finding a new job.
Well, it’s 1 a.m. now. I guess I better go wake up Jevon and take him to the bathroom, before he wets his bed. Ahh, the joys of parenthood.
PS: I just had a thought… What if I died tonight? I know, kinda twisted… But you know, we’re not promised tomorrow. I wonder who’d miss me. Just a reminder that if you love someone, SHOW THEM, while you’re here! LET THEM KNOW they’re appreciated. And please, don’t take them for granted.
Much love…
AC
Earlier today, Stefan approached me… He asked, “Daddy, are you and Mel breaking up?” You know, until now, I never realized how badly the kids would be affected by us breaking up. Stefan immediately burst into tears – and all I could do was hold him…
As I said before, I’m just taking it day by day. I’ve gotten a few words of encouragement (Thanks Saturn!) from people who basically assured me that I’m NOT crazy. I’m NOT being a drama queen. This is a valid problem, a valid hurt. And I have the RIGHT to feel the way I feel. That alone, means something.
Now mind you, I’m not one for wearing the “perpetual victim” badge either. So I’m forcing myself to move the fuck on… “Keep pushing on, things are gonna get better… it won’t take long… keep on pushing 2 the top…” (Girl, I’m pushing!)
Random thought: Today I fried some chicken – hot wings… And damn, they were so good. It’s almost 1 a.m., and I’m craving them right now! But no… I won’t get up and make me any. Especially after what I just stuffed in my mouth – oh, keep your mind outta the gutter!!! You know I’m on my fiber kick now, right? Mel bought me a box of Nature Valley Healthy Heart Chewy Granola Bars. Oatmeal Raisin… MMMM!!! Mind you, there are 5 in a box. I’ll be damned. I ate the ENTIRE BOX. I swear, by the time I’m finished, I’ll have the cleanest colon in Detroit, MI. Plus the fiber shake I’m having tonight before bed? Oh, you KNOW where I’ll be in the morning!!!
Damn, I’m so gullible… Dana IMed me a little while ago… I hate when she starts with this “how’s my hubby” bullshit, because I KNOW what’s coming next. It’s usually, “can you watch my kid?” Wasn’t I just saying that I’d appreciate a friendly voice, MINUS the gottdamn babysitting?! Shit. As if I don’t have a fucking life of my own… KNOWING the trap I’m about to fall into, I answer her IM… She proceeds to tell me about her upcoming trip to Chicago, so she can see her “man.” So long story short, this bitch is out there getting fucked, and I’m stuck here, watching her kid. There’s just something not quite right about that… I could’ve easily said NO, but what the hell… I’m nice. Too damn nice.
But know this: I would have a much GREATER amount of respect for people, if they just get to the fucking point. Don’t call me, talking all this idle chit-chat; knowing DAMN WELL you have a hidden agenda. What… Do you wanna borrow some money? Don’t ask me how my fucking kids are doing… Just ask for the MONEY! Want me to watch your kid? Don’t butter me up, telling me how talented I am, etc… Just tell me you need a babysitter. Trust me. I’ll respect you a lot better… MAN, people are stupid!
My straight friend (aka Hetero Pussy) logged onto AIM just a few minutes ago… He saw me online, and quickly logged back off – before I could even say hello. I hate when that happens…
I also talked to JAY recently – you remember my ex-boyfriend, who is on the brink of surgery? It’s so weird. He seems to be doing okay. I mean, don’t get me wrong. I’m HAPPY for him! It’s just weird how one minute he’s saying his last goodbyes, and the next minute, he’s complaining about finding a new job.
Well, it’s 1 a.m. now. I guess I better go wake up Jevon and take him to the bathroom, before he wets his bed. Ahh, the joys of parenthood.
PS: I just had a thought… What if I died tonight? I know, kinda twisted… But you know, we’re not promised tomorrow. I wonder who’d miss me. Just a reminder that if you love someone, SHOW THEM, while you’re here! LET THEM KNOW they’re appreciated. And please, don’t take them for granted.
Much love…
AC
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