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Why They Stay Be Hatin?

(like my ghetto-talk?)

This is what some are sayin about my homie Obama:

“Maybe he’d prefer to give speeches than have to answer questions… Both Senator Obama and I would make history, but only one of us is ready on day one to be commander in chief, ready to manage our economy, and ready to defeat the Republicans. Only one of us has spent 35 years being a doer, a fighter and a champion for those who need a voice.”
- My home girl Hillary

Now I heart me some Hi-C, but she’s gonna have to stop hatin. Just kidding. I honestly don’t know which of the two I’ll be voting for on April 22nd.

 ”There are a lot of national security challenges and I know how to handle them… I will fight every moment of every day in this campaign to make sure that Americans are not deceived by an eloquent but empty call for change.”
-That butthole McCain

McCain can lick monkey scrotum for all I care.
It seems that people keep  turning to Barack’s lack of experience. For some this can be a problem, but my mama always said, “Experience is the best teacher.” That can be a good or bad thing, but I get this feeling that in Obama’s case it may be fine. Some people are natural leaders with the ability to rise against obstacles.

Having that said, I get the feeling I’m still voting for Hillary.

I dunno

This is Funny and Sweet

Now that I’m knocked up, my mom calls me a lot more. I told her how ridiculous day care costs are at my job and she offered to babysit. I think I’d still want to pay her. I’m like her in the sense that I prefer staying at home to daycare. I don’t trust strangers with my baby! That’s why I wanted to use the place at my job. I can walk in whenever I want to make sure I’m okay with things. Plus, all those baby germs attackin my kid is lame. One kid gets sick and there’s a mini epidemic. But at least here I can pop in randomly. Sadly they’re too effin expensive. So that’s out.

I’m also worried because my mom has a cat and Erik’s allergic to kittehs so what if Amaraa/Xavier is too…  Oh yeah, my mommy scolded me for calling him/her “the kid,”  “it,” and “the parasite.” I think it’s funneh.

Anyway. I think it’s interesting and effed up how much people charge for childcare. We are not made of money. I’m gonna have to start strippin after delivery. Time to make dat paper, dawg.

The Cure!

No, not the band…

I may have discovered the trick to having no morning sickness. Last night I took my pill at 9:30pm, a little ice cream at 10:30pm and slept around midnight. I don’t feel nauseous at all. I even did some early mornin riding. Hooray for nookie. Hooray for being nause-free (for now).

I had a dream on the bus this morning that I could feel the parasite moving around. That was weird. I’ve noticed my dreams have been much more vivid lately. I actually taste and smell.  I could always see hear and feel. The taste and smell is kind of new. Maybe that’s just because I’ve been meditating more. I zone out at my desk a lot and every morning and afternoon on the bus, I close my eyes for a while before startin up my Zune. Today, I didn’t have it at all. I stood at the bus stop with my eyes closed, letting the wind blow in my face for a while. It was just a good feeling. I dunno.

I Remember

Being at a hotel birthday party for one of my old Wiccan group friends and experiencing the funniest stereotypes ever. There were only 3 or 4 people from our group there, but it’s funny to see witches involved in the loss of virginity of another followed by insane group sex. Absolutely hilarious. It was fun times for sure. Looking back, I’d say I had way too much fun when I moved out of my mom’s place. Even more than before considering the freedom to have “fun” whenever I wanted. It was fun times though, and I did play as safely as one could in situations such as those.  But yeah. That was nifty.

Anyway, for  some reason, my hormones are nutty and I’m perpetually aroused. It’s kind of frustrating.

Birth Defects are Bad

I have to stop reading things. I freak myself out by obsessing over things.

An old friend of mine has a 4 year old daughter with Agenesis of the Corpus Callosum and has had such a hard time since birth. I was just thinking about the friends I know with kids and Felicia’s in the worst spot of them all financially and has this sweet kid with all these problems. It’s just a shame. I just wonder how I’d be able to handle something like that.

This week I didn’t eat enough and I didn’t eat well enough. I had broccoli and tomato pizza and that was pretty much it on Tuesday. All day. Lunch and dinner. I don’t even remember breakfast. Yesterday I ate fairly well. I had mashed potatoes for lunch and barely ate my salmon after asking the lady to pull the smallest piece for me. We went out to dinner and I had salad, filet mignon, mashed taters and broccoli. So that was good.

I just worry that even with the vitamins I won’t have enough nutrients or calories in me to support this parasite inside me (I use the term with affection).  And I know some people are more nauseous than others, but my nausea makes me worry, too. I dunno. It’s all very freaky. I want a happy, healthy baby so I’m trying to be good, but right now I REALLY want coffee ice cream and a #7 from Wendy’s (even though I’ve never finished the fries). I really just want the sandwich. It’s frustrating either way.

Bah.