First World Semi-Adult Problems

Howdy sexy boys...

and girls!

Summer is finally here!!!

I know I'm always apologizing about not keeping you all informed, on a daily/weekly basis...but I really am.  On my days off I rarely have time for myself because my body is trying to recover from the grueling everyday duties of work.  This past week I worked six straight days in a row!!!

Speaking of dead, "The Purge" was an awesome film.

There was action, suspense, intense violence, a little gore, and some humor as well.  As I mentioned in my last post I saw it on a date with this guy, that I've now been talking to for a little over a month.  The date went by swimmingly.  I met him walking away from the movie theater...because I was close to an hour late.  (I fell asleep; plus I had to poop and iron my clothes.)

Luckily, I walked right into him.  He wasn't mad, thank God.  

Anywho, since it would have been pointless to buy tickets to the showing of "The Purge" that we agreed upon, because we would have scored some pretty shitty seats, I decided that we should eat at Cafetasia first then go to the movies.  So we bought our tickets for the next showing and had a decent meal at Cafetasia.  Our waitress was incredibly salty and deserved the bare minimum of a tip.  She would look at us, knowing we were trying to get her attention, and would ignore us.  There was even a point where I was about to say something to her and she turned her back to us and helped the adjacent table.

Warren, that's the guy's name, didn't really like the food there...and I was mainly there for their amazing happy hour specials.  I prefer to watch new movies while high or tipsy or a combination of both.  It really enhances the movie-going experience.  

In other news, last night my family and I went to West Orange, New Jersey to see "Man of Steel" at AMC's Dine-In Theater: Fork & Screen.

We love the AMC Dine-In Theater because you can actually drink alcoholic beverages and eat awesome food, that's served to you during the movie, by the press of a button.  We usually go to Cinema Suites, but you have to be twenty-one to go in there and since my younger sister isn't twenty-one so we made due.

But the awesome thing about last night was we got free "This Is The End" glasses and coasters because I spotted them and asked if we could keep them.  The manager noticed how excited I was about it and gave us all free glasses...I mean we did pay for drinks at the bar while we were waiting to be let in the theater, but still...  

"Man of Steel" was a good film.  I feel as though it ended in a way where another can be made and I'm pretty sure there will be a sequel in the mix. There were some hints.  The movie featured a cohesive plot, cool flashback/backstory sequences, and some great action scenes.

But sometimes my family goes to the movies without me, which makes me resort to going by myself.  I actually like going to the movies by myself and seeing "This Is The End" by myself was probably one of the best things I've done recently.

"This Is The End" is one of the funniest movies I've ever seen.  So many celebrities make cameos in this movie and none of them seem out of place.  The humor in this film starts from the moment the beginning credits finish and doesn't go stale, EVER!!!  It humanizes the celebrities in the film because it's seen from their perspective, living in the Hollywood hills and having to rough it out during the apocalypse.  You will definitely laugh repeatedly WHEN you see this film.  Do yourself a favor and grab a friend (or just your wallet) and go see "This Is The End."

In other news, my bed dwarfs every thing in my life right now LOL.  Every time I come into my room I am compelled to lay on it because it's so fucking comfortable.

To make my bed even more heavenly, I bought two contoured memory foam pillows.  So sleeping on my days off have become quite the habit, especially now that I'm full-time.

Have I mentioned that I love my job? LOL I know I have but...yeah, I love my job.

Oh!  And since I'm on the topic of my job, guess who called me at work when I was helping a customer?  Another fucking student loan company!  This is getting ridiculous.  Of course I caved in when I heard the words "wage garnishment" and I set a monthly payment agreement...

but to have the audacity to call my job is ludicrous and down-right ruthless.  I left a really nasty message on the person's voicemail because when I called them back, during the time she said to do so, she didn't pick up.  Long story short, no one's getting anything garnished.  Thank God I'm making more money (because I have more hours) because now that's two student loans that I have to pay off with my hard-earned money.  Sometimes being a semi-adult sucks.

Now, I'd like to take time to talk about my future.  I can honestly say that if things stay the way they are at my job I'd be willing to stay as long as I can.  I'm still going to be a writer but what's paying the bills right now is Bed Bath & Beyond...and I love my job.  My co-workers are pretty awesome too.  I want to be an actor as well, because being someone else is exciting.  This past weekend I was conversing with my friend Jesse about actors and actresses that deserved their Academy Awards.  Anne Hathaway became the topic of discussion and we both agreed that she did a stellar performance in "Les Miserables."  We pulled up her rendition of "I Dreamed A Dream" on YouTube and something magical happened. (Watch it here!)

Once she started singing I entered her character's life.  Fantine, the character she masterfully portrayed, sacrificed her well-being and eventually her life for the safety and fortune of her child.  All of this was expressed in her solo and I almost started crying because I realized that I don't want to be an actor just for its perks of fame and fortune.

I want to become an actor to leave an impression in the hearts of those who see me on a screen.  I want to evoke tears from just a glance; a laugh from just a lift of an eyebrow.  I want to act because I want to be more than an actor.  I want to be a theatrical chameleon that can become any person and live the character's life by giving their story justice with the strength of my craft.

In addition to my career, I'd like to settle down with someone who loves me for me.  So far Warren has proven to me that he isn't like other guys.  He wants to wait to have sex with me, which never happens LOL.  Guys are always ready to jump into bed with me and I'm always willing to do the same.

I'm trying really hard not to fall for this dude quickly because every time that's happened in the past, I've been disappointed.  Plus I'm not trying to introduce him to my family until we're official, and by official I mean dating for like three months and possibly an item.  (I have brought dudes around my family when we just started dating and my step-dad would throw phrases around like "my new son" and "welcome to the family."  WTF?)

This is probably the only place where I can talk about Warren and not feel like a total schoolgirl about it.

He and I are so similar that it's frightening.  We both have admitted that we like to color, I legit mean color as in color in a frikking coloring book.  We watch TV shows together over the phone.  We both love Italian food.  We both think Halle Berry was a poor casting choice as Storm in "X-Men."

(That's supposed to be lightning.)

Plus this dude makes me laugh and he laughs at my corny jokes.  He just might be...let's not even go there.  It's only been a month and eleven days.  (I swear I'm not keeping track LOL).

Anywho, I want two lovely children, at least one of them has to have my DNA.  The other can have my partner's DNA.  I want a dog.  And more importantly I want to be happy with my life.

I have come to a point in my life where I am generally happy with my life.  The only big thing I want to change is my weight and diet.  I've been considering becoming a vegetarian, which is going to be extremely difficult because everyone in my household is a hardcore carnivore.

In time, we shall see...

What's important right now is getting to the "Word of the Week."

Pre-Love (pronounced pree-luhv): the state in which two or more parties are becoming heavily attracted to each other, emotionally; the honeymoon stage of dating; right before you realize you can't see your life without a certain person(s).

Example: Samantha - "Jenny, Bill is such a great guy.  He opens doors for me.  He actually listens instead of waiting for his turn to speak and he smells nice too."

Jenny - "Samantha, as a friend who loves you, I must tell you that you have been infected with the pre-love virus."

I believe it's time to get to some "Words of Wisdom."

"Life is about snapshots.  You never know who you're going to encounter in life and how they will effect you.  Always put your best into everything you do, even when the world isn't doing so.  Be strong.  Be beautiful.  Be you."

Okay my lovely duckies, "True Blood," "Veep," and "Family Tree" are coming on relatively soon and I have to finish my laundry and get my stuff ready for work tomorrow before then.

I love you for reading.

Have a fabulously sassy week.

-Gabriel Anderson

Let's Be Adults About This

Duckies!!!
I am soooo sorry for leaving you in the dark for so long.

A lot has happened.

About a month ago I came into work and one of my co-workers told me that someone called and left a message.  Upon seeing the message scribbled on a piece of paper, I saw the name and didn't recognize it as it any of the couples I've had so far.  But when I saw the number left, I knew who it was.  It was a 1-888 number, with an extension...only meaning one thing.  Student Loans had contacted my job because they discovered that I was finally working again!

Luckily, none of my co-workers knew who this person was so I didn't have the plight of being publicly embarrassed.  However, it doesn't stop there.  Recently--I'll say about a few weeks ago--I received a phone call from a number I didn't recognize and I picked up because something told me I should.  The conversation went as such:

Me:  Hello?

Mystery Person: Hello, is this the household of Gabriel Anderson?

Me: (sighing) Yes, it is.

Mystery Person: Hi, Gabriel.  My name is Sarah.  I'm calling in regards to your Student Loans from Blah-Blah Inc.  I'm calling to let you know that we've discovered you have been recently employed by Bed Bath & Beyond.  Is this correct?

Me: (pausing to stop my heart from pounding) Yes, this is correct.

Sarah:  Well, because of the status of your student loans and your recent employment, if we do not come to an agreement this week, my company will be forced to garnish your wages.

Once I heard this I surrendered.

Me: Sarah, just tell me what I have to do.  I'm all yours.  We don't have to do this.  I was just waiting for the right time to call you guys.

I was being awfully garrulous, just so I could keep my hard-earned money.  I love my job and Student Loans was about to take my fruits of labor away from me.  Fortunately, I was able to make a monthly agreement with them and all is dandy.

Speaking of work...I GOT A PROMOTION!

I'm still in my "probation period" at work, meaning to see if they want to keep me as an employee or not, and I got promoted to a full-time Bridal Consultant.  (I was hired as a part-time Consultant.)  This opportunity is rare.  People who have been in this department longer than I have don't even have this type of employment yet.  I haven't even been working three months in my department and I'm already seen as a superstar.  I'm not tooting my own horn because I am not arrogant.  But I must say when I go to work, I do just that: work.  Yes, I do socialize with my co-workers but that isn't what I was employed to do.  I was given a job to perform and I do my damned best to do it as efficiently and as masterfully as I can.  I am still learning and I can't thank my supervisors and managers enough for this incredible opportunity.  Since I'm now a full-time Consultant I am now eligible to receive medical and dental benefits, and later on (I believe) 401K and life insurance.

In other news, I have a date with that dude I was talking about in my last post.  We're going to see "The Purge" this Friday and then we're going out for a meal and drinks.

I think Friday is going to be splendid because I am looking forward to seeing the movie, which premise is quite remarkable.  In the film the world's government (or just the United States, I don't know) all crime is legal for twelve hours out of the year, this period of time being "The Purge."  In the trailer a family is securing their house, which they have reinforced somehow with bunker-like foundations.  However, that doesn't stop a group of maniacs from paying them a visit.  I can't wait to see it.

Click here to view the official trailer.

So I finally ordered my mattress and it should be arriving at my house tomorrow!!!

I cannot wait to christen the bed with my sexy body...and if I'm lucky my date LOL.

So when my bed comes and when I get a seating area for my chair and finish creating my galvanized-trash-can-table I will post the pictures of my room.  I'm sooooooooo thrilled!

(I couldn't help myself.  This picture was too cute.)

Also, I've come up with a great idea to purchase two bicycle wheel collages, from my job, as art pieces.  I'm going to print out my favorite pictures/moments from FaceBook and any original photos I have lying around, convert them to black and white and make them into statement pieces.  My room is so fetching.

Speaking of fetching, I've come up with a name for the dog I'm going to get for myself: the Pembroke Welsh Corgi.

Well I've decided what to name him.  I'm going to name him Achilles Reginald Gardner.  Such a prestigious name, right?!  He's gonna be so spoiled and well-mannered.

Anyway, enough about me.  Let's get to the Word of the Week.

Narnians (pronounced nar-nee-ins): someone who is "in the closet" or denies their true sexual desires; a "down-low" or undercover person; one who cannot accept their true self.

Example:  "Sometimes I question Daryl's true self.  Whenever he drinks he's very touchy-feely with his guy friends.  He's totally a narnian."

Now it's time for some Words of Wisdom.

"When one informs you that a task is impossible, take into account that anything is possible if you work hard enough.  What's impossible for one can be possible for another."

Okay duckies, I think that will be all for this post.  My schedule isn't set in stone but I do know that I am off next week Monday so I'll try to squeeze in a post and let you in on my life.

I love you for reading.

Stay fabulous and have a sassy week.

-Gabriel Anderson

Spring Has Sprung

Duckies!!!
Oh my stars it has been forever and an eternity since we've last encountered each other's sexiness.  It has been exactly a month since my last post and I sincerely apologize for the long-time coming.

The reason I've been gone so long is I've been remodeling my room.  I know you're asking yourself, "Well what the fcuk does that have to do with uploading new posts?"  Well duckies, my room is pretty much the room of multimedia: the WI-FI connection is in my room and the house phone as well.  And since my room needed a complete overhaul, everything needed to be taken out.

I used to have carpet, now I have hardwood flooring.  My room used to be powder blue and white, now it's purple (plum) with grey (dolphin fin) trimming.

(I am not making these colors up. Behr paint actually labeled these as the colors.)

Anyway, the contrast of the deep purple and grey trimming gives so much vibrancy to my room.  In addition to the new flooring and paint-job, I also acquired some new furniture.  I'm in the process of getting a new bed.  If you can believe it I've actually been living on a spring Twin-sized mattress for several years now.  Not the Twin-XL mattresses that college dorms have but something a bit smaller.

Ergo, I am upgrading to a Full-sized memory foam mattress.  I cannot wait to get my new bed.  I had a memory foam mattress topper/pad on my previous bed and that was the most enjoyable part.  Now when I get an actual bed made entirely out of the pad I had...I will never leave my bed.

I'm also making a galvanized trashcan into an industrial coffee table for my room.  I'm going to flip the lid over and use adhesive to hold it in place, and I'm going to place Plexi-glass over the upturned lid to make into a table.  Creative right?!  I will post pictures of my room as soon as everything is in place.  I promise.

The picture of that sexy man in bed (above) reminded me of something.  Recently I've been really hooked on Andrew Christian underwear.  What?!  You've never heard of Andrew Christian underwear?  Well unless you're gay I wouldn't be surprised.  Andrew Christian is an American designer that specializes in creating sexy underwear for men.  He also sells streetwear and other pieces...but his underwear are timeless pieces themselves.  Whenever my check comes in I immediately go to AndrewChristianshop.com and pick up a few new pairs.  I only have about eight pairs but I love them.  I just got some new ones today and I can't wait to shake my ass in them.

(Some of the sexy garments are what I call "sexually-able," meaning you don't even need to take them off for certain bedding activities.)

In other news, work has just been fantastic.  I'm in charge of about 20+ wedding registries now and I'm starting to get a better grip on what makes a registry special and well-rounded.  This past weekend one of my couples even bought me an iced coffee from Starbucks.  And to top it off when they got home they emailed the company, telling them I went above and beyond my job at making them feel welcome and provided outstanding customer service.

When I came into work all the supervisors that saw me congratulated me on my compliment.  One of my co-workers, who was also mentioned in the email as well, printed out the email with the compliment...AND AT THE TOP THE REGIONAL MANAGER OF MANHATTAN EVEN COMMENTED ON IT!

I met her before.  She was actually one of the people that interviewed me for the job.  But to actually see that she complimented me on top of my couple's compliment made it even better. I feel fabulous!

I've been trying to revamp my music and Fall Out Boy's "Save Rock and Roll" and Brian Slade's "Dawn O' the Unicorn" have been lodged in my ears as of recent.

I haven't really liked Fall Out Boy's music since their 2007 release of "Infinity on High."  But once again they have found their way to make me lip-sync their lyrics while I'm waiting for the train.  With their hardcore opening song "The Phoenix" I was captivated and instantly enticed by their cool, yet angst-filled vocals.  Courtney Love, Elton John, Big Sean, and others are featured on some of their tracks and it doesn't feel forced at all.  Fall Out Boy is back and kicking ass more than ever.

I know I'm like three years late but I know it now.  Brian Slade (aka B. Slade, aka Tonéx) has got me moving and shaking my ass to his 2010 mixtape "Dawn O' the Unicorn."  My absolute favorite song on this mixtape, thus far, is "Get Over You (Extended Ballroom Mix)." I literally heard this song yesterday, thanks to my dear friend Jessie, and I cannot stop playing it.  It makes me wanna prance and do a hair-flip.

I just feel so gay when I hear that song, like a should be in a musical or an Andrew Christian video.

Besides that everything has been pretty awesome on this end.  I've seen "Pain & Gain," via the Internet.  (Don't judge me.)

I thought the film was going to be incredibly stupid...but I was extremely mistaken.  I haven't laughed so hard during a movie since "EVIL DEAD."  There are some quotes that still make me giggle if I think too hard about them.  If I recite them among friends, it takes me awhile to get through them.  This movie is a great watch.

In addition, I went to see "Iron Man 3" in theaters with my parents, a couple weeks ago.

But get this...we went to a theater called Cinema Suites in West Orange, NJ where you watched the movie and people came and served you actual food.  I'm not talking hot dogs and popcorn.  I mean they had cocktails, steaks, seafood, Asian cuisine, Mexican cuisine, comfort food, burgers, the whole-fucking-nine-yards!  And you sat in these red plush leather reclining seats that had buttons on the side of them to beckon your server!  It felt like I was in a business class flight, without the fear of plunging to my death at any moment.

I knew this film was going to be incredible because of the amazing trailers.  When I first saw the trailer in the theaters, I believe I was seeing "The Great & Powerful Oz."  I actually teared-up when I saw the trailer.  I did the same at certain parts in the movie too.  But to those who haven't seen it, go and see it.  "Iron Man 3" is hilarious and action-packed.  I didn't expect it to be so funny but there were so many moments where I had to compose myself.  Stay after the credits.  There's a funny little bit at the end.

OH! Speaking of composing myself Beyoncé's song "Grown Woman" has recently been leaked and it just came on as I was blogging and I had to take a minute to choreograph it. It makes me want to shake my ass until I pass out.

(I wouldn't mind waking up to that every morning!)

Speaking of waking up every morning to something, I have been talking to this guy for like close to two weeks now.  I met him online.  Yes, I said it.  Duckies, I have been an online boy for quite sometime now and I've met a few good guys on there.  (I've met plenty of beautiful cocks and masterpiece asses as well.)  But overall the guys online are just raging homosexuals with self-esteem issues, diseases, and/or are mentally-unstable.

I admit, we all have needs.  Sometimes mine seem insatiable and I'll randomly hookup with a guy.  But after I cum I'm just like "Oh God, why did I sleep with this monster?"  But really I'm one too during my moments of weakness.  (This is why I've invested in a sex toy.  I've had a Fleshlight since last September and it has kept me home more times than I've gotten "take-out."  If you're a man and you don't know what a Fleshlight is, go look it up.  It's fucking amazing, literally LOL).

Anyway, back to this dude.

I know it's kind of early to predict any kind of future with this dude but I actually see something blossoming with him, whether it's a lifetime friendship or my soulmate.  (I'm not gonna let him see this because I don't want him to know that I'm feeling him so already.  Let's meet first and then we'll go from there.  Wish me luck duckies!)

Speaking of soulmates, the dude I'm talking to told me about this dog quiz I could take on AnimalPlanet.com to see what dog I'm most compatible with.  I did my research, in addition to taking the quiz, and I'm going to start looking for breeders/shelters that specialize in Pembroke Welsh Corgis.

Look at how fucking adorable this little creature is!!!

It's a medium dog and it loves to run around and it loves playing.  But what really sold me on this particular breed is the fact that it's a herding dog and if left around little children, it will herd them like cattle.  How funny is that?!  Just picturing this little dog nipping at the heels of babies makes me want to hug and spoil it.

So once I get my bed and then my phone, I'm going to get a Pembroke Welsh Corgi puppy and make him my canine soulmate.

I think I've filled you with enough of my life for one post because that's pretty much all I have to say.  Let's get to the Word of the Week, which I must give credit to my friend Stephen for making me laugh at this one.

Relationshit (pronounced ree-lay-shun-shh-et): a mutual bond between two or more people that has made a turn for the worse; an undesirable relationship that has gone through terrible circumstances and situations; when a bitch doesn't know when to let go!

Example: "In the beginning my husband and I loved each other so much.  But after fifteen years of marriage, our bond has boiled down to an ugly relationshit.

Time for some "Words of Wisdom."

"Even though the path may be dark, use your own light to see your way through.  Although others may try to hinder you from your goal you must look deep within yourself to carry on.  And remember, no one knows you better than yourself.  Keep on pushing."

Okay my loves, I think that'll do for today.  I promise to keep you posted since my room is back in action.  My schedule is never set in stone and I used to be off on Mondays but that changed so I will give you a heads-up on FaceBook days in advance, to let you know when I'll be posting, week by week.  If you don't have my FaceBook link here it is: facebook.com/antoine.gardner9.

I love you for reading.  Have a fabulous week duckies!

-Gabriel Anderson

Dodging Balls

Hey my loves!  I know you all are doing well because life is meant to be lived in happiness, not in strife.  This week has been pretty eventful.  Last week I remember mentioning going to my friend's house to hang out.  We did some adult things--not sex, silly duckies--and we watched episodes of "Family Guy."  The last time I saw them was around my birthday and by birthday I mean the day of my 24th year on Earth, where I was throwing up in an ex-friend's backyard.

Oh yes!  I have dismissed someone of my friendship this week.  I'm not going to lie and say he wasn't a friend to me at certain points...but he has become such a miserable and disrespectful person.  I know that I am not the easiest person to deal with sometimes but this dude was always a downer.  He'd always take things so personal and swore he was some type of gangsta.  I'm sorry but we both we to the same performing arts school from 5th to 12th grade.  If you know pieces by Schubert, Bach, Beethoven  and contemporary composers by heart, you're no one's gangsta.

Plus his lifestyle wasn't much of anything credible and he didn't seem to mind it.  He wasn't trying to better his life.  He would just wallow and smoke away his problems and complain, complain, complain.  So one thing led to another and we got into a verbal altercation via text and we ended our friendship.  Honestly, he was just a decent connect for "okay" weed.  But I do wish him well...

You know the saying, "When one door closes, another one opens?"  Well, it's ridiculous how doors open for me when I close others.  When I got off work this past Saturday my phone was dying but I was trying to call my friends to see if they wanted to hang out.  The few people I did call to hang out didn't pick up.  (Yes if you received a call from me Saturday night and you didn't pick up, you are now a cunt in my book; especially if you haven't returned my call yet.)

Anywho, no one picked up so I decided to head home.  As I was in about to go to the lower level of the train station, I noticed someone's bright neon jacket...and saw that it was my friend Jessie that I haven't seen in close to two years!  She was running for the train and totally didn't even see me so I ran behind her and when I got on the train I tapped her on the shoulder.  She turned around and her face lit up faster than flash cotton in a grease fire!

She couldn't believe it was me and she kept telling me "I'm going to embarrass you on this train!"  I was just so happy to see her that I don't even think I had time to be embarrassed.  I told her I was just getting off work and I told her I wanted to do something...AND SHE INVITED ME OVER!  

We spent the night gossiping, laughing, and just loving each other.  It was magical!

In less than twenty-four hours I got rid of one disrespectful, anger-filled reject and replaced him with an angelic, beautiful, and vivacious lady.

Since we're on the topic of vivacity, I'm gonna tell you what happened to me today.  Well I had to stop by my psychiatrist's office to pick up a prescription--only the best for Gabe--and on my way home a young boy got on the train.  He seemed nice...until he started dribbling/bouncing his basketball on the train.  Everyone was looking at him like he had grown three heads and they had every right.  This little Hispanic kid kept dribbling his ball until he got a seat and then he stopped to eat a gold-wrapped chocolate coin. (Yes I just pulled out the race umbrella, but remember I did talk about those bad-ass black kids last week.)

I thought his antics were over but after resting and stuffing his face with his gold-wrapped chocolate coin, he cringes up the foil, tosses it under the seat, and starts acting as if the train car is his own personal gym.  He became the superhero Flash, well he tried.  He was using people as "prop players" by "breaking" them and pump-faking in their faces and he used the poles as training posts to maneuver around.  He got really close to me and I was hoping he'd just trip or topple over...but instead his basketball fell on one of my pink Polo sneakers.

Before recovering his ball, he looked me in the face and said "I'm so sorry."  This little boy looked like he was about to shit his shorts but that didn't stop me from hating him and glaring at him behind my Ray-Bans.  I wanted to say something, to speak for my fellow public transportation patrons.  But everything that came to mind would make me look like the new bad guy or it ended with me in jail.  So I didn't say anything and he took that as his cue to escape.  But for the rest of my train ride he made sure to stay away from my side of the car.

In other news, I still love my job and pretty much love it even more now.  I had the cutest couple come in and we spent close to four hours walking around and adding gifts to their registry.  They are so sweet and I wish them the best life together.  Their love is the love that inspires me to wait for the right one and to stop forcing people into someone I think might be right for me.  Love doesn't come prepackaged and handed to you.  Love is like making the perfect batch of brownies.  It doesn't come to you when you force it.  It comes when you pay attention to detail and accept the ingredients into your life.  After mixing them with knowledgeable experience, then you can put that bad boy in the oven and you'll know exactly when it's ready...or you can burn the house down too.

What the fuck am I blabbering about?  I'm tired LOL.  Let's get to this week's Word of the Week. 

Marriable (pronounced mae-ree-uh-bul): eligible to partake in matrimony; one who is a bachelor or bachelorette; a single person.

Ex: "Gabe, that girl over there is so hot.  You think I can get her number?"

"You can try but by the ring on her finger, it doesn't look like she's marriable."

Now it's time for some Words of Wisdom.

"Only the boring get bored.  But if you do become bored exit your comfort zone and try something new.  Make today more interesting than yesterday and make tomorrow a promise.  Live life like a flamboyant ninja."

I'm so excited for this week.  With my new check I'll be able to pay off my gym membership from last year and start a new one because ain't nobody got time for fat! (I stole that from my friend Tracie and Sweet Brown.)  And there's an event for school's alumni to come meet up and drink in the city...AND IT'S FOUR BLOCKS AWAY FROM MY JOB! MADNESS!

I think I've said enough for this week's post.

Have a fabulous week and keep it sassy.

I love you for reading!

-Gabriel Anderson