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Parenting

What do I know about parenting? Nada. But I do live with my nephew. My brother (his father) died when he was 12. It’s been rough ever since. I don’t know how to reach him or for that matter, his brother. This is an entirely different species of kid. I’m trying to be as objective as possible and failing miserably. What goes through the mind of a millennial? What goes through the mind of a teen? What are they thinking when they do the things they do?

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Comcast data usage fraud

So I’ve been having this issue for awhile now. Comcast keeps telling me I’m approaching the terabyte limit. I’ve done everything from changing my router to blocking streaming video with my firewall. Oddly enough Comcast’s numbers never match my routers. I thought it was just me until I happened across a forum full of users with the same problem. Is this company fudging the numbers in order to get us to buy unlimited data? What kinda world are we living in ?

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What to do

Having realized that my mom has always been a better provider than my dad — even on meager means. And having realised that my dad chose not to be one, am I bitter? Am I angry? Am I mad that this is my lot in life? I really can’t say. I can’t sort my feelings out.

I have often wished that my father wasn’t the way he is. But it now occurs to me that maybe God intended it this way. Maybe, he has better in store and I just have to reach my full potential. Like Pastor David Floyd said; I have to open my hand. Be willing to let go to receive more.

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So it’s that time of year again. The harvest drive has begun. We’re supposed to be gathering school supplies at work. Feels like deja vu. Every year this comes on the heels of buying school supplies for the youngest nephew. My mom is the one buying them of course. And it occurred to me, she’s taken such good care of him since his father died.

She isn’t making money but she manages to take care of these kids in this family. She manages to see to their needs. And yet, my father on a police officer’s salary, couldn’t take care of one? His own. Was that a matter of choice, or happenstance?

Mom’s bringing home the bacon n cookin it. I really need to get it together.

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Test the waters

Just made an observation at my Job. If you are white or Spanish (European descent) and inept at your Job, you get to keep the Job a lot longer than a person of color. I would ask why is that but I’m no longer curious.

The way I see it; racism is a disease of the mind. I truly feel that some white folks (and some blacks) can’t help it.

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Relay for cancer

I know! I know! I just kinda threw this Relay for Cancer post up here without so much as a backwards glance.  The fact of the matter is; I’ve been stressed.  Lost a lot of sleep over this cancer mess. I found out recently, someone close to me might have cancer.    Now I’m not one to speak things into existence. But, it had me pacing for a bit.  Then one day I had some quiet time with God and he told me its gonna be alright.  And you know what? I believe him.    So, no.   I didn’t just pawn off a relay for cancer link.  It means something to me.  And it should mean something to you.  Donate. Or if you’re in South Florida, join me on April 27th as I drag my out-of-shape body across that finished line.  

Meshia’s Relay For Life fundraiser

Why I Relay I didn’t want to give some canned explanation of why this was near and dear to me. We often see notices like these and quickly bypass them….

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primo is Gawjus

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Dear Pressies

I’ve been battling the flu for half a week. I’m not sure if I should go into the office today or work from home with my trusty vaporizer, orange juice, Kleenex & mini crullers (don’t judge me). It’s kinda pointless especially if I work from home on Thursday and Friday? Meh! What do you think?

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Spy-Der Cam

Bastard makes webs everywhere

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Hopeless romantic

We stole looks in the elevator and we’d leave it there. He really was Hope’s boyfriend and as attracted as I was to him, and him to me, I would never cross that line. 2 years later I met him (sans Hope). We went back to his place. We fucked. I tried to sneak out. He caught me. Lol I never saw him again. I guess my curiosity was sated. There was something so powerful about sex on my own terms.