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I voted

9:16 a.m. on November 04, 2008


I voted two weeks ago. I was one of those prepared early voters whose to busy to stand in the poll lines, and to annoyed to be bothered standing next to random people campaigning and holding up prop signs. Last time I voted it felt like shit, like my vote didn’t really matter. This time I’m not all emotional about it. However, there is this lady here who comes and says “I’m voting for Obama” I never told her who I was voting for. She just assumed that cause I was “who I am” black person that’s who I’m rooting for. I don’t care who she votes for its not going to make me think of her any more or less. I don’t need a confession, I am not a priest.

Speaking of my self proclaimed morals when is it ever ok to sleep with a married man? This guy at work has been pursuing my friend at work; he’s married with three kids. He has been sending her emails; having eye sex with they see each other in the hall way, or in the same room; calling her on her work phone, a she just LOVES it. She also is already sleeping with another married man, whose wife is a stripper… so when she goes to work, he goes to her house to make “pancakes.” Crazy love triangle! They were fucking before he got married but before she was divorced from her first husband. I couldn’t make this shit up.

Back to the work romance! So they have moved from emails to going to lunch together, and planning on taking lunch at the downtown Marriott. Damn freaks. I’m all for pancaking, and getting your freak on. I mean who am I to talk about freaks doing freak stuff but I draw the line with married men and men with multiple kids. I’m just saying it to much for me to deal with. I’m not judging, do you- it just ain’t for me.

Well talk about me tomorrow. I probably have to catch y’all up on some stuff. I’m just trying to live drama free.



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