until now

Hey peeps! Isn't that corny: Peeps. Anyway I just wanted to touch base with everyone today. Not a lot has been going on except the fact that I'm halfway through the mild re-writes I am doing before I can send the book to print. I would have been done if my personal life hadn't been spinning out of control. As soon as you say you're gonna do something and pick out a date it seems like everything under the sun starts happening. But I'm still chipping away at it. Tonight Terry McMillan speaks about the Down-Low with JL King. That should be interesting. I'm gonna check that out but then really is there much more to know about either one of their story? Hers has certainly been plastered all over the media and he's been on every major talk show and his book has been on the best seller list and so is the new one, but still I guess it's worth watching. I noticed that BET went the extra mile and aired "How Stella Got her Groove Back," I guess to familiarize everybody.
The coffee I'm drinking right now is too weak... I hate weak coffee! My coffee pot has been tripping ever since I bought it. It'll brew for three minutes and pretend to brew for five! My youngest son's, who's three, Poptart just broke and he just informed me that when he gets grown he's not going to live with me he's going to get his own apartment and it's going to be far away. So I said: Are you going to move to hurt my feelings to make me sad? And he said: I'm doing it because my poptart broke!

Now, something strange: I am a half-avid runner. I'll go about three months strong, go off and on for two and go three months strong again. Now I just so happen to be in my going strong mode and two white guys stepped out of the woods it seemed. They were right on the curb. I don't know if they live in the white house on the corner or not, but I've never seen them if they do. But surely they didn't really just step out of the woods? I wondered at the time if they were workers. Any how it was kind of weird so I didn't pass them again. Well yesterday evening, I was at the track this time and they came to the steps and sat with their back to me but this time had on dark shaded, and it was drizzling, so I couldn't understand the shades. But they kept looking at me every time I passed. The one with the brown curly shag even nodded, but I didn't nod I just let them know that I was looking at them. Now I'm big time paranoid, I always watch my surroundings when I run. Well I came home which is down the street, I got in my car and drove back around there the whole thing took about two minutes if that, and I noticed that they had left. So anyway I'm on the look out. I was thinking about taking Jordan, my 85lb pitbull with me to run from now on. Just to be safe. So this is what's been going on with me up until now.
LF Goodwyn