Black. Lesbian. Writer.

Y’all are going to get tired of me talking about work, but in our Monday morning department meeting my heart strings got pulled a bit.

There are only about 6 of us that report to D, so they are usually pretty casual. Today, P was there too. One of our co-workers lost his mother unexpectedly a couple of weeks ago. While we were out partying the other night, the same co-worker was robbed. The intruders even had the audacity to dump his mother’s ashes…

Y’all know that hit home for me, right?

Y’all know my mother was cremated?

Sigh.

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My company sponsored a day of thanks to us, their loyal employees. The day started with breakfast and hand written thank you notes. The rest of the day was peppered with prize drawings and lunches. We worked to a collaborative playlist submitted by us.

We shut down early, headed over to a bar for a two hours worth of happy hour. Yes, I said it. Two hours. By the time we sat down for dinner, we were all lit. I mean, the company paid for our drinks. Who is dumb enough not to take advantage of that.

Not me!

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Since lesbian images are so hard to find (at least ones that aren’t pornographic), I decided to post my own! If you want to send me real images of you and your lover, I’ll post them here…

Anyway, this is me & my Sugar…

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Pineapple Now and Laters, Sugar’s favorite flavor. The newsstand in my office complex sells them so I try to bring some home for her as a sweet treat. Well, on her last trip to Houston, I gave her a bag of treats that included a few packs.

Her bestie’s romantic interest has this same love for this candy. I don’t know if there is a shortage of Pineapple Now and Laters in Texas or what, but Bestie asked me to get her some and mail them to her, a whole box if you please.

I go into the newsstand and … *Read the rest

I have never been one to fear change. I’d like to believe that I embrace it. If my hair is proof, here is my evidence.

This is how I started 2011. That’s a lot of hair!

I decided to lock my hair again. That got old so…

I cut it!!! And then…

I cut it again!

This is the lowest I’ve ever gone. This cut was met with much trepidation, but it was something I had been thinking of doing since before I locked. Sugar encouraged the cut, which made it that much easier.

My barber didn’t flinch when I … *Read the rest

I wrote a couple of posts a long time ago about a girl I referred to as Jersey (Part 1 and 2). When I received a request from her on twitter more than a year and a half ago, I ha a minor breakdown.

Had she been reading my blog? Did she want to confront me? Wait, did she even recognize me?

I was right. She didn’t recognize me. She probably never would have if I hadn’t gotten cocky in one of my tweets causing her to take a closer look at my picture. Having a big mouth has … *Read the rest

The Black Girl Syndrome. I’ve seen it. Admired it. Never had to deal with the complications of it, until now.

It can ruin an entire day as you spend hours searching for a cure. You look online, in stores, everywhere, to find just one thing to make it all better.

The Black Girl Syndrome, aka TooMuchBootyItis.

Sigh…

As I have previously mentioned, I am small, so my case is not the most severe I’ve seen, but this is the first time I’ve ever had to search for a cure aka jeans that fit without gapping.

I first noticed what was … *Read the rest