Sharing is Caring, right?


I'm sharing my adventures from the D to the District, random thoughts, experiences living with Fibromyalgia, frustration with grad school, and exactly how I feel about the craziness going on in this world. I promise to keep it really real and I hope you learn something or laugh while here. And please...comment! ~Smooches, misstorilynn


Thursday, May 27, 2010

What's that smell?


It's night one of girls weekend in the District, and AJ and I are making a liq run. We had just talked about how a reality show with us would be so funny and then this ish happens. Driving down Franklin St about to bust a right onto Lincoln and BAM! It hit us...As I'm trying to decipher what the heinous smell is, AJ goes, "Why does it smell like semen?"
She was dead on, we were inhaling the scent of semen. YUCK, VOMIT, GROSS. Seeing that Ro had my car allday we automatically jump to conclusions and text him. He denies, but lucky for him the smell softens as we get to the liq store, but we are still disgusted.
On the drive home, we realize it's gone and I am relieved that the odor was NOT coming from my car. BUT, wait! There it is again. It hit us so hard. We start choking and laughing uncontrollably as we suffocate from what is clearly the most potent semen in DC. Everyone woman in NE may be having this man's baby in 9 mos. Just to give you an idea of what we were experiencing.
Anyhow, we came to the conclusion that odor was coming from the CEMETERY on that corner (Franklin and Lincoln NE). I know nothing about cemeterys except that they should never make a neighborhood smell like mine did last night. I wanted to call the cops, public health department - someone, anyone really, but who in the hell would have listened to my complaint?
Oh well, I just need to find a new route because my nostrils were thoroughly offended last night.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

How many 'Diva Dudes' do you know?

Defining the Diva Dude - FULL ENTRY

Preview:: an epidemic unique to the black community, the “diva dude” describes the mindset created in certain faulty brothas, developed after reading and hearing about the “good black male shortage” supposedly sweeping through the country at a pandemic rate.

it’s a condition, an aura which basically lets every eligible woman within a 25 mile radius know “look, i’ve read the same articles that you have, and since i’m such an “endangered species“, i pretty much have carte blanche to do whatever the hell I want with you. kiss the ring, desperate b*tch”.

they’re walking among us, twirling blue and white sticks and passive-aggressively suggesting dutch first dates as we speak, and it’s one of vsb’s crime-fighting duties to locate and brand them before they continue to poison the already murky dating pool.

here are a few characteristics and behaviors synonymous of the diva dude. If any man possesses seven or more of these traits, he qualifies.think of this as a dating DSM-IV


vh1: AshGamm just forwarded the above link to me and I literally had to LOL at my desk. This entry from two years ago was recently updated and OH BOY is it still true. These DD's are swarming society - terrorizing, torturing, tormenting and any other terrible t-word you can think of. They think young, black, beautiful and educated women will put up with the whackness they exude BUT guess again fellas. We may be single, but we aren't stupid.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

My neglected child


I was so geeked when I created this blog and then Twitter took over my life!
My name is Victoria and I am addicted to Twitter, but today I vow to pay special attention my blog.
If i'm going to do it, I have to do it right. So, stay tuned...
It's a WORK IN PROGRESS...