I was checking emails the other day and I got one asking why I don’t update this blog as often.  I swear every night I write a half entry and save it to finish the next day and it never happens.  I have to get better at these types of things.
Family
My little cousin (she’s 21 or 22 now) called and emailed me recently after finding out that I’m thinking about selling (or giving away) my hooptie. Well, I call it a hooptie but in actuality it’s a good car. 1991 Honda with a good engine but the fact that it has no radio or AC throws it in the hoop ride category. *chuckles* Anyway, me and that car has history.  I remember my mom passed and I had considered giving the car (which was my moms) to one of my best friends since I had one already at the time (A maxima), and a weird thing happened. My car died on me two days after we buried my mother and I had to take her car.  I’ve had it since 2004 and I’ve had next to no problems as I traveled from MD, to Detroit, To Atlanta, back up to DC, to New York and back down to Atlanta during my little journey to find myself. It’s the only memory i have left of my mother and it’s HARD for me to part with it right now.
However, my little cousin pleads her case that she needs a car. Hers is duck taped and the whole nine. I remember coming to Atlanta to stay with her just after leaving my job in radio in 06 and she was into all types of crap. I would come in the apartment and she’d have weed lying all over the floor, courting guys on booty call sites and it was too much for me. Yes, she may have changed but I remember on my 10th day in atlanta i couldn’t take it anymore and packed up and headed back up North.  My instinct tells me that my car won’t last 6 months in her hands and that’s why I’m going to hold on just a little while longer.
Rumors…
A reader hit me up yesterday and she says “You know I love your site to death and just wonder why don’t you respond when people put crazy rumors out about you”.

I think she was surprised I even wrote back, but my point is the people that are putting money into my pocket, money into my site and loyal supporters know my character. Most people hide behind their sites because they have skeletons that they don’t want to come out of the closet. The mere fact that I was brave enough to put my image on my site should have been the first indication that I had nothing to hide and that’s where “let’s make up something comes in”. In the past month, I’ve went from a substance abuser, to a lesbian (that’s the easiest rumor for someone to spread when they can’t find out who you’ve dated or slept with), to sleeping with Trey Songz and now I’m sucking off Jermaine Dupri? It’s rather funny and sad at the same time because you have to wonder how a person really feels about themselves to spend so much time worrying about you and what you are doing.
SEX
Which brings me to the next subject. SEX!!! It is now May and the last time I got some was July 2007. A drought? Pretty much! I got an email about three months ago and the person asked “How do you do it”? My thing is, I’m at that age where you are tired of getting unfulfilled sex. Fulfilling sex to me equates to making love but nowadays too many brothas are just trying to get theres.
Which takes me back to the whole reputation, character subject. I’ve dated maybe one guy that was in the entertainment industry and he courted me while I lived in New York. Wined and Dined me, flew me wherever and had my back while I was trying to find a job and get my feet planted. This was 07. Anyway, he finally dropped me like a hot potato after three months because I wouldn’t have sex with him…but imagine if he had dropped me like a hot potato after I had had sex with him. LMAOO! I just feel like we as women have to cherish our bodies and have better judgments when giving ourselves away. No I’m not preaching by no means…but it’s real.