Well, not really.
I stayed at the crib to watch the Celtics/Cavs game last night, but besides that I've been balancing work, the gym, a little partying and "me" time pretty evenly this year. I have no blog life, though.
I'm sure you've noticed that I haven't been blogging much as of late. Sure, the new job adjustment has something to do with it, but truthfully, I haven't had much to talk about. I was over my boy Hobbs' crib this past Friday and our friends Tiffanny and Kim kept joking, "is this a blog? Are you gonna blog about this?" Afraid not.
Older ladies haven't been stepping on my sneakers, Erykah Badu still got a phat ass, scarves are still the new shades, fa' nooks (not that there's anything wrong with that) still refuse to wear towels at the gym, I'm still scruffy, I still don't look like Mos Def and I haven't been dating much as of late, so there aren't any dumb blonde episodes to report. Besides, I put the breaks on the dating tales anyway. It's just not fair. Picture me finding out about a chick blogging about me. I'd have material for months.
Other than crack a few jokes, this has definitely been a venting space, so I guess things are going great. I can't find anything to complain about. But this has always been about you guys speaking on the topic just as much as me writing on it. So until somebody pisses me off, you guys tell me. How's life? Got one? Speak on it.