Photo Jojo!

I skimmed through the cutest DIY book called PhotoJojo: Insanely Great Photo Projects and DIY Ideas by Amit Gupta & Kelly Jensen. I've decided that I'm going to try to take a picture everyday for a month. There, I said it. Now, I have to stick to it!

Thinking I might use Tumblr for this...hmmm. Oh, and you can get PhotoJojo's newsletter here.

Girl, How U Like Them Apples???

"A revolutionary woman can't have no reactionary man. If he's not about liberation, if he's not about struggle, if he ain't about building a strong Black family, if he ain't about building a strong Black nation, then he ain't about nothing." -- Assata Shakur

Girl U So Introspective: A New Day

I posted this as my Facebook status yesterday and I will post it again here. Because I want to be CLEAR:
"From Sept to Sept, I've been burdened, scared, devastated, dead, unstable, angry, disappointed, confused. I confronted the devil & won, yet still learning to trust God again. I've felt a lonliness you can't imagine, yet have never been so proud & full of promise. I've failed; crashed and burned. But I will tell you this: from these ashes, a phoenix will rise. A being more graceful, more powerful than my former self."

THANK YOU AND GOOD MORNING...

Overnight Celebrity

I want my 15 minutes of fame, dang it! Why enroll in acting classes, learning to smile with my eyes, when I can become an insta-celeb; a reality star of sorts?

Hello YouTube! I'm thinking of starting my own channel. I'm already addicted, why not contribute to the monster? I've got a trusty formerly white MacBook and a lot on my mind. I can be the next LonleyGirl15, only in poor, back-lit bathroom lighting. I could talk about topics like feminism, afros and NOH8; about dating, Jesus and the perils of being a Have Not. The possibilities are abundant and endless!

What's wrong with microwaving my success and skyrocketing to viral video stardom?

Transient!

...or as I like to say girl, free-sprited!

This is what my apartment looks like! Oh, the horrors of moving! I hate moving. I want to bless someone else...*cough, cough* get rid of *cough, cough* with my love seat, book cases, pots & pans, and other hand-me-down furniture wonders of the 80s and 90s. It's not that I think I'm too good for this stuff. I just don't want the baggage! If it don't fit in the Cobalt, it ain't coming. Snap for the Kids two times! Okaaaay!

Girl U So Important!

Oh, the joys of Twitter. And in honor of such a wonderful microblogging institution, I will bow in reverence and twitterize this post!

Twtr's so great. I luv that I can fllw celebs & c thr tweets + talk 2 my real life ppl. Twtr hlped me use mac's "smmrze txt" option n txt edt.

Okay, enough of that. I feel like I'm 14 years old. Let me tell you what I REALLY think of Twitter. It's an addictive little site that educates you on the fine art of gracefully stalking people. Groupies get it IN and collect athlete's phone numbers like pubic lice. Celebs tweet every ten minutes (read: DIDDY) and expect you to give a damn! And worst of all, it makes average Joes with no social life whatsoever, think that whatever corny crap they're doing on the couch while watching Dancing with the Stars is of the utmost importance.

SMH!

Twitter is evil. Evil, evil. No one cares that you're is stopped up on the pot. No one cares that you just left the vet and Muffy is sore from her vaccines. No one cares that you just got a haircut. And most of all, not one person cares that you're on Twitter!! Oh, and while we're talking about being on Twitter, follow me!

It's Brittany, Bitch!!

Oh, kids, I'm back. I've been on a hiatus and the reason why is none of yo biz! But, I will be posting [semi] regularly again, so you can taste and see that the Lord is good!

I Just Give it Away for Free

This is the place where mischief resides.
Compliments of my devil's playground of a mind.