Wednesday, February 18, 2009

I Thought I Had Heard it All :(

I was just informed of an altercation between a 200 pound chimpanzee and a 55 year old woman. Apparently the chimp was owned by her close friend (who was 70) for almost 14 years, the friend stated that the chimp was like a son to her because ever since her family had passed on he was all she really had. So on Monday the chimp had gotten out and in an attempt to get him back into the house he began attacking the lady, the owner attempted to stab him to get him to stop and he did not stop, he did not stop until he was shot to death by the police. Like really what is the world coming to?

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

One Foot in Front of The Other


They live on the ground, should not be used to inflict bodily harm on another person, can smell if not taken care of, have a tendency to be neglected by their owner,can hurt you if you don't respect them, and can be attractive if they have not been mistreated. I'm speaking of your feet and I have a love hate relationship with mine, they are big (I assume that is due to my height) but not bad looking seeing as though I take care of them. My issue is basically the size...I wear a size 12 and an 11 on a good day, my feet are wide so shoes that get narrow toward the toe are my worst enemy but for some reason I love them. It is so hard to find shoes my size that when I do find them I usually buy all of them because I know it might take a search party to find me some when I am ready to buy more. I always wondered why don't more company's make size 12's and when do they only make like four and then I have to run all over east hell looking for one of the four 12's. This is blasphemy it seems like the companies assume that the people with big feet do not want to have the latest shoes at all...I know some higher end companies make a size 12 but they usually don't make one in every shoe and who has 500 dollars to spend on three and four pairs of shoes? Not I said Zulema. Even though I do splurge I can't splurge every single time I buy a new pair of shoes. Maybe Steve Madden will offer 10 size 12's as opposed to 4, if that happens then we will be making progress. If anyone who is anyone is reading this I beg of you CREATE MORE SIZE 12'S!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, February 09, 2009

Well well well...

Great day! I know it has been some time since I have made a post so I know you guys are yearning for my sarcastic over characterized scenarios. So on Friday night I attended LOVE a nightclub which is probably considered the most exclusive in the Washington Metropolitan area, and it is a very nice sophisticated club. It wasn't even in my plans to attend LOVE on this night because I had planned on going to Ibiza but when I got there the line was extremely long and who stands in line? Usually at LOVE I have a decent time but I think that the people that are also in attendance are not my favorite...they are this group that attempts to be snobby and it doesn't work so they end up looking dumb and bored. I kinda believe they act this way because of the atmosphere and style of the club which is I guess understandable because if you go to a "hood" club most of the people there will probably act "hood".

Okay so on this particular night me and my friend had a blaaaaast! We were already slightly intoxicated by our favorite drink of choice (blueberry smirnoff and lemonade) when we got there so that was a plus but then my friend met a nice gentleman. Now of course we were skeptical about this gentleman because of the guys we normally meet there but exceeded our expectations...he bought us our second favorite drink (patron margaritas)the whole night and also stayed at our side as well. Now most people would say he was "blocking" but he wasn't we still danced and retrieved numbers as we normally did. All in all it was a great night and probably one that may or may not happen again. Okay so the next day this guy (the gentleman) called my phone and was looking for my friend but I didn't want to give him her number so I gave her his number but she never called so he kept calling me.I don't know if if was the fact that we all had spent the whole night hanging out or what but this guy must have felt extremely comfortable with me so he was telling me about his problems. This guy asked me could he stay with me for a week because his girlfriend put him out for going to the club on Friday night and he would get another place at the end of the week when he got paid because he spent all of his money at the club the night before. Now me and my friend were on three-way with him (like high school again) and we were absolutely speechless but we found this revelation hilarious. So this little story brings me to my point: why do people feel the need to work so hard during the week so that they can ball excessively at the club on the weekends?

This is a not random occurrence I have seen this numerous times but this time it was soooo like unexpected I had to speak on it. There is always people that you meet or see in the club and they are always paying that extra 20 dollars at the door so that they don't have to stand in line or buying a table so that they can be I guess "exclusive" but they still are not because no one knows them. But these are the same people that live at home, have no goals, and are probably working from pay check to pay check it's not funny but at the same time it is because girls get extra dressed up to pick up the guys who supposedly have bread (dc slang for money) but in reality the guys don't. Someone needs to coin a term for this because the the males and the females are both misleading the opposite sex but maybe it doesn't matter because the club was made for entertainment. I guess we can say that since the club was made for entertainment then everything inside and surrounding should be not be taken seriously...maybe they should have everyone that attends any club sign a release or something that makes it clear that they should not believe anything that the other people in attendance say to them because they say it strictly for entertainment purposes. Hmph...these are just my thoughts and experiences shoved into one.


CIAO!