Life in a Whirlwind

My favorite adjective is beautiful for a myriad of reasons.. it truly encapsulates what I am feeling about these experiences.. life though hard is sooo many times beautiful... On thursday I had a date with the city.. much like Carrie when she dated New York, Thursday was gonna jes be me and SF spending some good quality time together.. I got my financial aid check so it was on and poppin I was ret... hopped on the BART with Ipod in tow jammin to all 4 DC3 cds shuffled.. beautiful! Did some window shopping, bought my much needed Kiehls for my face, went to all the designer stores.. Ted Baker, Kenneth, all that shit and enjoyed the experience of window shoppin but was also humbled at the prices to say the least.. i dont understand where someone even gets the money to buy several of the items on display.. like the hoodie at Keneth Cole which beckoned me to take it home, but was 198.00.. who pays that much for a hoodie.. so I had this bittersweet window shoppin experience where i cussed out wealth and the accumulation of capital while at the same time praising the design gods that prepared the fall lines...
Then my boi Glinder picked me up for dinner.. we wanted someplace new, different and beautiful and Voila! Platenos... from the pupusas to my mole poblano and my vino blanco it was extrordinary.. it reminded me of the cuban resteraunt we went to in NY... me and glinders convo was the best.. its interesting to see him trying to make way of his life as a new graduate.. i so remember that point in my life after college.. that what the hell am I going to do point, which is beautiful and scarrry all wrapped into one package...left there and headed to the hood... not necessarily my hood, but the hood.. remember. went to different light bookstore and had a blast from the Sarah jessica parker Vogue, to the mens guide to anal sex, to the new LAtin and Black inches magazines to the queer studies find that I found and bought.. had to.. Why I hate abercrombie and fitch I know that it will be nourishment to my soul.. ran into Eric Rico reconnected and talked to him.. chatted about the hardships of long distance.. as his boi is in St. Louis.. they see each other every 2 months as well.. which is hard yo... cant wait till next weekend when I am wrapped in the arms of my man.. cannot fuckin wait.. a long time coming to say the least... then off to pan dulce at El cafe for 35 cent drinks!!!!!!!! and musica latina... then to the bar for some hip hop from our favorite resident dj.. and a show from our favorite %$j$%^% Eric.. that night he had on a Cavali baby tee with a hand embroidered flower on the side and a Dior jacket with more zippers than the law allows.. he is too much for me.. i luv it.. went home.. i was in bed by midnight.. i am so blessed to have a friend like glinder, nights like those are to always be cherished, even the chuch we had while listening to fantasia.. truly blessed in his friendship..

the next day and late the previous night i realized that i missed out on the festivities surrounding Black Pride and I was pissed.. missed the opening night film festival and the afterparty at Lukas oaklands newest hotspot...
so I was determined to hit up the Pride party at Ibiza.. my people are so stooopid.. i luv it.. from the femme lesbians with 4 inch. stilletos and their butch dyke companions in sweat suits, to Cranberry and her antics, to Milmans performance, to the sexxy homothugs that were practically having sex on the dance flo.. there were tooo many things to remember and cherish about that night... i was jes excited about a black pride night celebration encompassing oakland..to top it off Raz B from B2K stopped by to sat hi.. Bananas! Glinder kinda didnt want to go b/c all his peeps were at the Bench and Bar but I told him he owed me cuz of my time spent last night at Pan dulce.. u gotta give and take sometime.. lol.. but yeah he ended up having a wonderful time!

The next morning was operation take home a Scion.. woke up early to clean up my car so I can trade her ass in.. got it all washed up and vacuumed, cleaned out my trunk, etc.. got all my paperwork together and went to see my boi Danny O.. he is the biggest mess but so dope. he calls me Brotha from anotha motha.. when we test drove the car the second time he was eating a cheap vending machine burritto and offered me some... mess.. and he was half way genuine, half way car salesman snake.. more genuine than snake... nonetheless I drove off in my 06 Scion Xb yo.. so excited.. this car is really me, its affordable, the only problem is the insurance.,., fuckin expensive cuz of that lil fender bender i had a while back.. defintly a source of concern.. how am i gonna afford insurance... but yeah went to breakfast with Sarah and Amanda and her muslim crew, then to see Ama.. then I was gonna go to the film festival but i was tired.. i am truly mad at myslef for my lack of involvment this year with black pride but i am determined to make it to church at 1:00 for the Black Same Gender Loving Service.. a talk with Alejandro inspired me as he shared how his experience and a Mexican Queer church in D.F. changed his life...
now Im bout to prepare for the N-word presentation tonight in Davis, do some grad school revisions and get ready for brunch with some homos @ 11:00 at chows.. cant wait.. truly beautiful and truly blessed i am.. the ancestors, jesus and all of dem including my auntie are smiling down on me right now giving me so much mercy and grace and it is appreciated!