I don't even know how to start a post any more after my brief leave from blogging. Ah, so where did I go? Well, nowhere. I've simply been too busy and unmotivated to blog. Thankfully, my schedule is back to normal, but I'm not yet sure about how motivated I am to start blogging again. I feel obligated to also disclose that there was no purring during my absence, especially since Ginger indirectly asked about purring....lol. The pussy is doing fine, but it still isn't purring. Now that everyone has some sort of relationship with my pussy (that doesn't sound right at all...haha) I think it's about time I give it a name. So that rather than throwing around the somewhat vulgar word, pussy, we can just call it by its euphemism and we'll all be on the same page about what we're referring to. Henceforth, it will be known as rainbow. The "feel the rainbow; taste the rainbow" line from Skittles commercials just popped in my head. Yes, pun intended. Now that I think about it, I actually prefer the name Skittles to Rainbow. So, correction, henceforth, it will be known as Skittles.
Skittles did not do one ounce of purring during this break. It was always locked away behind...okay this is going overboard, just stop, Prism, stop already. You might as well go back on your hiatus if this is all you got to write about. Okay, I'm sorry, but I was only taking advantage of my "anonymous" privilege.
Big shout out to everyone who inquired about me during my absence. I'm sorry for not returning emails or communicating. Again it goes back to me being unmotivated to do anything associated with this blog, and that included checking the email for this blog. Big shout out to my my blog aunt, Naijalines aka Adura. I see she was out here being a natural hair
Anyway, so during my brief departure and hectic schedule, I did take time out to do a few fun things. For example, I saw Liane La Havas and Esperanza Spalding live, and I went to Sweater's party. I'll start with Sweater's party. Sweater and I have been getting closer over the past few months. Sometime in March, she invited me to a party she was going to have in April. She asked me to spend that weekend at her place. But since I've been so busy, I told her I could only spend a night at her place.
Anyway, so party day came, I went to the party, which was at Sweater's house. My friend Flower was also invited to the party, (remember I know Sweater through Flower). I told Flower before the party day that I planned to spend the night with Sweater (I'm blushing, right now, choi, Prism). Flower had no problem with it, but she suggested that I actually spend the night at her house instead. I told her that I wanted to help Sweater clean up the next morning, which I actually promised her I would do. Flower suggested that we go to her house at the end of the party, then come back early in the morning to help Sweater clean up. But I told Flower that I would spend the night at Sweater's place.
At the end of the party, Flower was actually the last guest to leave, but it was mostly because both of us were talking. Before she left, she asked again whether I was sure I didn't want to come home with her. I told her I was positive. Sweater jumped in to remind her that I was spending the night. This was maybe the third or fourth time that night, that Sweater was actually reminding Flower that I was spending the night. By the time Flower finally left, Sweater and I kinda felt like this
But it was mostly because we felt like this
when Flower kept asking questions about the sleeping situation
So with Flower finally gone, it was time for bed.....hahahaha I need to stop with how I'm narrating what happened. I'm sending the wrong message and dragging the story. Well long story short o, by the time we finally stepped into bed
Like seriously, why didn't she just fall on her bed and sleep at home after changing her clothes. I wasn't too thrilled to see her, I'm not even gona lie. But I reacted like this.
Okay, maybe I was 5% happy that she came back. You know I do like living this abstinent life. It's hard, but it also has so many benefits. Contrary to what you may be thinking, I really had no ulterior motives. I had just been looking forward to spending time with Sweater--alone. But my hommie, flower, just had to show up. I could have told her this, and she'd have been okay with it, but Flower is my paddy and I like her too much jare.
Okay, bye o.
P.S: I won my first blog giveaway. Make una help me to thank Toinlicious for sending me a copy of Chimamanda's book.
PPS: I'm just joking about "artificial." Heck, I put artificial hair in my natural hair....
Alright, bye, for real.