The picture on the left was taken last night @ Vida Lounge. That's Les, me, Mike, Arl, and Katrina... chillen right before we all headed out to VIP. I'm so jealous that Godfrey and Mel got into VIP for FREE! They made it in before the time limit. The rest of us had to pay like $15.00 cover. HOW SUCK! But whatever. I had a good time regardless. Even though everyone was "talking" about my hat. I know my friends have jokes, but whatever. Oh, and it's not a Kangol. It's an FCUK. O-K!? LOL!

OK, it's Saturday and I feel like a fat-ass. I wanted to go to the gym, but I got up late. I'll have to get crackin' on that next week. It's already July next week, so I'll have to get things started off with a bang. Gotta get back on that ish full-force.

Charlie's Angels is out already, and we're planning on seeing it on Sunday. SOOOOO - yeah, can't wait to see that joint! JuKnO!?! But anyway. Last night me, Arby, and Mike were talking about "hooking people up." Mike says he's 2 for 3. I'm only 1 for 2. After that 2nd failed attempt, I decided to call it quits temporarily. Who knows. If I can work my magic on others again, then we'll be back in business. I believe that Carrie is 1 for 1. Not bad. We all at least got 1 notch under our belts. Mikey's got 2, but whatever. He's got some hidden talent for that ish so I don't know how anyone else can compete. LOL! Oh, so we've got a new project. Eric B. AHAHAH! Just kidding, man... JUST KIDDING!

*pssssst* Yo, Mike! Carrie! Meeting of the minds... coming soon. *wink*

Afterwards, Carrie and I met up with Mike, Arl, and Katrina at Ben's Chili Bowl outside of Adams Morgan. We had the grease-foodfest. Then we headed home. It was good just chillen with the Raagas fams - SYKE - the Munozes (is that the right way to spell that? LOL) and Arl's cousin. We shared laughs and crazy-ass memories. Ahhh... Friends. Can't live without 'em, eh?! *wink*

Good night. Good morning. Or whatever it is... *snore*

Anyway. MILF or no MILF, my life goes on...and today is no exception. It's a GRRREEEEAT day! I got up, and it wasn't TOO hot out. Yeah, I could see the humidity rising as I was headed out the door of the casa - which totally grossed me out. But it's s'posed to rain again later on. That should, hopefully, cool things down a bit. Which is a good thing cause I'm not too sure of what to wear tonight. If it's stank-ass hot outside, then you really have no kind of major choices of what to wear. But since it'll be a bit more temperate, I think I can open-up the options a bit more. Hellz yah...

Today is my boy's b-day - so HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TYRONE BASILIO, you ghetto-ass mutha-f*cka! Oh wait, the ghetto-ass mutha-f*cka is me. *duh* Happy birthday, man... Welcome to the world of OLDness. *eh* I'm so over it. I'm planning a dinner get-together with drinks/music to follow...so we're headed to Vida Lounge tonight. Originally, I had wanted us to go to Mie N Yu, but that ish was gonna charge us a minimum of $50 per person for a private party of about 15 or more. WTH?! I love me some Mie N Yu, but hellz nah! If that's the case, then they better give us the whole damn upstairs or something. SHOOT. And an OPEN BAR to boot. Whatever. Vida will work out just fine. And if it gets stale afterwards, we can always walk over to other places like Firefly, Dragonfly, 1223 (or MCCXXIII - ahahah...), Sesto Senso, Club 5, Penang, Ozio, 18th St. Lounge... the list is endless. So Vida is a prime choice. Go Wen-del, it's yo' burfday!

Kelly Clarkson's song is on the radio. Miss Independent... It totally has "Christina Aguilera" written smack-across the middle of it. I mean, it's cool and all, but I dunno. Is it really KELLY CLARKSON? Cause I see her ass as straight-up COUNTRY. Sorry, boo. Truth be told. And Justin Guarini's song, "Sorry..." Well, I'm sorry, but it SUX. And Ruben? C'mon now...that wings song totally waxes "wah-wah." Gosh. Give him a better song at least. It's almost as bad as "a moment like this, some people wait a lifetime...!!!!" Lawdy-LAWD! How that gurl survived with that song is just BEYOND me. Right now, bring on Lil' Kim! I am SO feelin' her CD right now. THE JUMP-OFF is my song... "I got enough to feed the needy..." THAT she does... ahahahaah! Oh wait, Clay Aiken? Goodness. Like I've said before, HE IS CELINE DION.

I totally watched The Prince of Egypt last night. The animation was pretty good. It's actually much better than the animation of Sinbad... and they're by the same production company. WTH?! I dunno. Don't even ask why I wanted to watch it. I was having "Deliver Us"-flashbacks, and I just HAD to watch it. That movie would make a great stage musical. I can see it now. The choreography is ringin' in my head. No wait a minute, that's the beat for "Jenny From the Block." Anyway. Sorry.

Well, the weekend's here. YA-HOO. I am SO planning on sleeping-in on Saturday. Then I'll most likely go to the gym...will try to stay away from the mall and yada-yada. The mall is dangerous on the weekends. Actually, Saks Fifth Avenue is dangerous right now. I've been feeling to check out some new leather goods: belts, wallets, etc. I'm eyeing a Ferragamo belt, a Jack Spade wallet/card holder, a Prada wallet/card holder, or SOMEthing. But I gotta stay away for now. I've got bills to pay. *SMACK* Did I tell you that I had to drill an extra hole in my belt this morning? That ish was too big...AHAHAH!

Should I drink tonight?! Dunno if it'll go well with my medication. Hmmm, gotta do that research. I'll definitely let you know...

I've gotten into these conversations over some really trivial situations - either my cousins would see me cringe at the way that my mother seemingly seethingly calls my name, or I'd be sitting around with friends just sharing the little bits of information regarding my latest "parental encounter." All in all, the PARENT issue is definitely something that we could all relate to.

For the most part, I think we've all come to the conclusion that our fathers are usually not as difficult to understand as our mothers are. Well, on second thought they're actually MORE difficult to understand at times, but you rarely ever get "into it" with your dad. It's always with your mom that you have the most emotional run-ins ---of which many times I've pleaded temporary insanity. AHAHA... Not that I'm slighting them in the least bit, but it's just that it's so hard to COMPREHEND. The number one issue is that your mom will treat you like you're a 5-year-old even when you're like 25-years-old... (or 28 for that matter...) It's amazing how mothers are ---they just come into your room and start to chat with you at your bedside, esp. when you're clearly in the middle of something else like reading, watching TV, or even trying to take in a nap; they like to ask you the most unimportant questions...questions so stupid sometimes that you wonder if YOU even heard 'em correctly; they always ask you "where did you go?" or "where have you been again?!" even though you've pretty much taken command of your whole personal life; they even sometimes wake you up BUTT-EARLY to go to church on Sunday mornings, even if you have already made the decision to make the late afternoon services. Things like that (and then some) can make a person go absolutely CRAZY. And it doesn't help if you're still living under your parents' roof. But that's just the Filipino way... you can stay home until you can be "comfy" to pay for your own rent elsewhere. I'm telling you guys, that time is sneaking up behind me REAL fast.

I don't know what it is about mothers, but they just know how to push the wrong buttons. They know what to say to you just to make your face turn blue. They know when to hit you with so much vulnerability to make you feel guilty when need be. They know how to nag; mothers are born naggers. And they just know how to keep tabs on you no matter what the time of day is, the day of the week, the week in the month, the month in the year, and the year in the life. Mothers = unbelievable.

While they may be one of the causes of our high insanity levels, and even if they could push us over to the edge of murder-suicide at times, they have the best of intentions, and I think we tend to forget about that. In the longrun... when they pass from this life it'll be those very annoyances, that make us sick now, that we'll be yearning to hear over and over and over again.

Patience is key. I guess we all just need to learn to be a little bit more patient with our moms and dads. And until the day comes that we fall into their shoes...let's just live life to the fullest. *WiNk*

I finally made it to the gym today. It had been a L-O-N-G ass TIME since I'd last been to the gym. Didn't last there too long, but at least I got my cardio in. Now I can sleep in peace. Tomorrow is another day. Let's get it on already. WoOhAw!

Speaking of Lil' Kim, I've been thinking about something all morning. That ride to work, I tell ya'. Just makes you think. OK - so it made me think about how she gets all this backlash for being a freak. You know? While she may be a freak, that girl is a proud-a$$ freak, and you can't deny her that. Go ahead, lil gurl... At least she ain't fakin' like she's all prim and proper. She's keepin' it real; lettin' the world know that she can be stank when she wants to be. DO WE BE HATIN'?! Oh hellz, nah! I'm sorry, but I believe that everyone has a little freaky-deaky in them. And I refuse to believe that someone does NOT have it. Now this isn't exactly an open admission of my own freak-nastiness, but still. That's up to you to think about or believe, and if you wanna know ---emmm, you ain't gonna know unless you ask a brotha. LOL. But ANYway. You and I both know that we all got a little freaky-deaky in us, so let's stop hatin' on Lil' Kim, or Foxxy Brown, or even Missy Misdemeanor...cause even though her new CD may be a lil' nasty (remember, "p*ssy don't fail me now, i gotta turn this n*gga out..." - LOL!!!@!), she's reppin' for her ladies. And she's right about that. If brothas can go around talkin' about doin' this b*tch, and smackin' that a$$, then a sista has every right to be as open to that ish as he is. STRAIGHT-UP. So let's stop the hate, ya'll. And let that freaky-deak in you OUT. The world would be a better place if we just kept it real, and accepted our freakiness for what it's actually worth. (ahahah...)

I had a pretty weird HAIR experience last night...and it prompts me to say: DO NOT EVER TURN YO' BACK ON YO' STYLIST FO' ANYTHANG!! See, this is the deal. I have a new stylist at Roche in Georgetown. She's awesome. She's so good that she doesn't even use a razor/clippers to cut my hair. She does that ish with shears ALL the way: texturizing, thinning, trimming, etc. She is the BoMb-DiGgEtY. The only drawback is that it'll cost me like $45.00, which isn't really a BAD thing, but sometimes it can hurt the wallet. And I'm the kinda fool who'll get a haircut once a month. (i swear) ANYWAY. Another drawback is that Roche is in Washington Harbour, and sometimes I don't feel like travailing though traffic and scopin' out a decent parking space. It's just not fun to do ALL the time. So my second choice is to go to Bubbles - and it can't be just ANY Bubbles. But I personally like Bubbles at Tysons or at Pentagon City. Bubbles isn't the best place to go cause they're owned by the same company that owns The Hair Cuttery (nightmare), but in a situation that calls for quickness and semi-decent quality it'll do. But it's definitely NOT my first choice anymore... (it's a high school/college thing) SO yeah, at the last minute yesterday, I figured that I'd go get a hair cut. Didn't wanna fight traffic to go to Roche, nor did I feel like spending $45.00+ on that (on a budget right now). So I made an appointment at Bubbles in Pentagon for 6:00PM. Unfortunately, I ended up working until 6:30PM (remember how i said i wasn't gonna stay until 6:30 last night? well, i lied...) so I made a switch to 7:30PM, even though that was a little late. So I actually got to the mall early, and I ended up looking for another salon that would hopefully accomodate me on the spot so that I could leave the mall earlier and blah-blah-blah. SO I think about going to Salon Cielo, but I figured they'd be booked. I walked past Suissa, but I saw this stylist I had one time that was a total FREAK. Didn't go. So my last resort was Regis. I went there, and had to wait for this one chic to finish cutting this dude's hair. The Asian woman who checked me in just got a customer. SO I'm waiting for this fat-a$$ chic to hurry up, but she's takin' freakin' 45 mins. just to cut this guys hair. She was talking his ear off and doing this and that to his head. It was scaring me, and annoying me at the same time. THEN she started to wind down at the same time as the Asian lady, and I so wanted the Asian lady to hurry up first. At one point, the clock read 7:05PM, and I figured that I might as well go downstairs to Bubbles and wait for my 7:30PM appointment. So I was about ready to head out the door, but my auntie (she's not really my auntie, duh...) finished with her client, while fat-a$$ spent like 15 mins. just to wash the dude's hair. WTF?! So then my auntie did my hair. She didn't exactly do it as I had hoped, but it's doable. It's a little shorter than I had expected (ok, it's WAAAAAAY shorter) BUT it's doable. With the hot weather now here, it's all good...and it's very LOW-MAINT. (a PLUS) So while it wasn't the best experience, it was like 10-times better than Hair Cuttery, at about the same price of Bubbles. Bottom line: NEVER SELL YOUR STYLIST OUT. I should've just sucked it up and went to Roche instead, but what's done is now done. Oh well.

Last night was cool. I ended up meeting with Jun and Elle for a light dinner, which was pretty cool. Sine's seared tuna salad is AWESOME. I also ran into Arl, Mike, and Eric - which was cool. I feel like I haven't seen those foolz in WEEKS. Maybe it has been weeks. AHAHAHA! Miss those guys... and then I saw RJ - and he gave me a bottle of wine. AHAHA! That was cool... :)

So now I'm here... life is OK, and I'm just chillin'. Waiting to hear from my doctor to discuss the results of my blood work. If it takes this long, then something has to be wrong, am I right?! GRRRRREEEEAAAAT... Or maybe not. He's not the type of doc that examines the results then calls. I think he makes up a report and sends it to you. So now I'm waiting for the report in the mail... We shall see what's up with that when it comes. Any day now... BoOyAw!