Runs House is baaaaaaaack!!

Yup! It sure is! Why am I so happy? Um, maybe because something can take the place of Real World, since the season is over. And besides that, I love that Angela Simmons and Diggy. Superdope!

Superhead is a Superread

Okay, okay. I know I must be the last person on earth to read this book. But that’s because everyone had already told me pretty much most of the book! Well, while searching for some porn around the house last week, I came across Confessions of a Vixen, in my aunt’s book stash. Superdope, cause I was bored anyway. I decided that instead of masturbating, I would finish this book in a day. And I did. While reading and watching videos, I became intertwined in this tale of sex, drugs, and pretty much rap & roll. I cried, laughed, and felt horny all at once. I honestly could put myself in the shoes of Karrine Steffens. Especially being in a mini industry of what she does...hell; I am one step or phone call away of being in that lifestyle. She caught a lot of flack for writing this book, but I never agreed with any of it. Women are always subjected for our sexuality, and Men are accepted for theirs. No fair. So what she put a few rappers on blast! In the end, it didn’t hurt them. The main lesson I got from the book was breaking the bad cycles of which our families have created. And I think that’s what everyone should’ve focused on. The End.

My Pink Bullet

I am so gross...but I really couldn't give a fuck! Anyhoo, last night I went out to the Erotic Warehouse in the West Loop to search for a small vibrator. I own a few large dildos, and other gadgets. But since I am staying with someone, I have to be discreet in my masterbation sessions. So I decided that it was time to get something miniture that I could throw in my Louie bag, and get to stepping. After spending three minutes deciding if I wanted the bondage tape, I saw it. My baby. She was carefully wrapped in a plastic pouch that read: The O Bullet. My eyes glistened, and I showed my ex. Its pink. This is the one. I want it! I purchased my baby, and told the clerk to keep the bag. I am green nowadays. I kept staring at it, pushing the button...feeling the vibration.
So of course I had to try this baby out. I hate internet porn, but I have no movies...remember the previous post. Keep up. After going on BangBros.com, and a few orgasms, I was worn out from the power that this tiny thing packed. Whew!
And another thing...before anybody judge me, people say safe sex is no sex. I say, safe sex, is sex with yourself. Peace!

What you know about this....

Tracy Spencer, Tender Kisses, 1990

or this...


Adina Howard, Freak Like Me, 1995


You young bucks don't know about this ish..haha! Enjoy!

Mz. Sullivan Approves!

Friends: Silence...
Me: So I got a new album in the mail today....
Friends: Really? Oh wow! Cool! What is it?
Me: These Jeans...their awesome!

Boo? Well okay...I am trying to be comical this morning. Anyhoo...I bought the stonewash jeans I was obsessing over in my previous blog. And yes...they are awesome!!! I give them 3 stars!!! They meet the booty approval too! Only thing is that they look similar to my grey Levi's...well to others they do. I feel so cool walking down the street, like I am straight out of being an extra from Do the Right Thing. My theme music though is Tracy Spencers, "Tender Kisses". Its all about summer love...ya know? I urge you girlies...and maybe some emo guys, to get a pair! I have one word...Hard. Check the pics!

The Summer of Chi

Awww...the life of a party promoter...

I'm a bleeder!

Since I lose so much blood every month...I feel that I am losing brain cells too. Its like drugs. Everything is starting to make so much sense too me now. I always feel light headed like I am high. And why must I have to use pads and tampons together? Damn...its like I just had a baby. WTF! Sorry guys. I had a girl moment. Ewww.

In Love with Another Man by Jazmine Sullivan

I know yall been hearing this chick on the radio, that voice sounds similiar to Lauryn Hill, without the current hoarseness. Jazmine Sullivan(no relation)is the next chick up to bat, and her new single "Need U Bad" is blowing up the airwaves. She has another song called, "In Love With Another Man". I fucking love this song. I have been going through alot love wise. I tend to tell my closest friends, but yet I have not figured out or solved my recent status. This song pretty much explains my situation, I don't even need to talk, it says it all. I have looked to many movies, and music to help me get an answer to what I am going through, but there has been no resolution. Anyhoo, more on that later...check out this track.

Candy Paint Dripping

I have had my eye on the Sergio Rossi Paint Drips for a minute. I spotted them in Nylon, and a few other fashion mags. I must give props to Alicia Keys for rocking them at this years BET Awards, with the four finger ring. Ultra Dope. I love weird , funky, offbeat shit , so I gots to get my hand on a pair. And ladies, they are only $300, not bad for a good designer shoe! Can you imagine red paint dripping off the shoe?!!! It would look like blood er something… so hard.

Brenda’s got a problem!!!

This has been an on going subject lately…I had to chime in….
I sometimes I hate @$#%&*@#$ people. U wanna know why? Because only “they” can take something that was and still a serious epidemic in America and glamorize it. Teen pregnancy was acknowledged in rap songs and low budget films in the early nineties. What was once embarrassing, and only seen in lower class Americans, is now popularized by movies like Juno, Jamie Lynn Spears, and every other fucking wack ass celebrity. WTF! We as a culture and a race, were shunned upon, simply because, the lack of sexual education. I guess its now okay to be knocked up and sixteen. Thanks!!! Lets continue to educate, young people!