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Harlem, New York, United States
At a very young age I knew I wanted to do anything that involved getting my "opinion" on life out there. I would tell true stories and made up stories. I would sing and dance. I would conduct interviews and draw pictures. I just needed an outlet. My plans were to become a talk show host, until one day my mother pointed out that it would mean I'd have to do a lot of listening too. I realized talk show host wasn’t really going to work since what I really wanted was to talk and have people listen. In time I had to admit that I had much more to say than most people had time to listen to. So, I started to keep a journal. My journals helped me to formulate my thoughts and emotions but I still had no audience. Hopefully this blog will give me that audience. Blessed Be

Thursday, September 2, 2010

When I get bored

Every time I get bored I either shop for ridiculous things I don't need on Amazon.com OR I join a new dating site. I've bought power bars in bulk and paid good money to have illegal immigrants propose to me.

I wish I'd learn from MYSELF.

I can't help it though... I get this overwhelming urge.
I have to do it!

I want, need, have to buy... granola in bulk, "Dummie's Guide" books on every subject I'm even slightly curious about, kitchen gadgets that I'll never use.

I want, need, have to remind myself... why all these men are single, why I'd rather read a book than go on a date, why I was celibate for three years.

I WANT. I NEED. I HAVE TO.

Then... I get a delivery by UPS and "Ugh! I don't have the space for this crap".

I hear a ping, it's my inbox and again, "Ugh! I don't have time for corny lines and 'Latina fetishes'".

It's like I drug. I'm like a fiend.

But, I want it. I need it. I have to have it.

I'm disappointed in myself.

I make a vow... No More!

I'm clean. I don't visit any sites. I keep busy.

One moment of boredom.
One moment of my hormones acting up.
And, I'm off... Just a peek. I'm not going to do anything but look.
And and I'm done!
This vicious vicious cycle!
I'm going to kick this horrible habit one day... I will. I promise myself.

Until then... excuse me while I sign for this package and check my emails.

2 comments:

  1. "I've bought power bars in bulk and paid good money to have illegal immigrants propose to me."

    You make me laugh! And you know it's so hard to take your own advice!

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  2. Its because you are an Aries, darling. ;) I want, I need, I have to, I.... I... I... blame your stars, babe. xxoo

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