"JustTrina"

Ain't this a bitch?!? I spend every DAY of my life in pursuit of getting my back broke and act like I'm cool without it. Meanwhile these dudes are makin' money and gettin' nominated for top honors for "Brokeback Mountain." Kristy and I are gonna go see that damn movie while we scope out wedding venues next weekend...See what all the fuss is about. So, I've been trying to figure out the best tool for Search Engine Optimization so I can look up things like diamond necklaces and the silver market , any ideas please let me know. Couple of years ago was the Year of the Black Man at the Oscars, and now the gays are getting their due. Well, I hope they win. Next up, Latinos! Meanwhile, with all that is "Brokeback," enjoy my favorite comic.

All right, what is my DEAL with delivery guys?!? I can TOTALLY see myself as one of the chicks in Loverboy , takin' advantage of a poor pizza boy. I've got a crush on the UPS man. I'm guessing he's 23-24, but I'm sure he's really like, 15. Not to worry, I'll update you guys on this on Monday. But am I one of those chicks that's drawn to a uniform, just the wrong type of uniform? Most women will say cops, firemen and the military turns them on, but me, NO, I go for UPS, FedEx and DHL. Only me! I don't know what it is, either. Maybe it's because I see them daily so I know they actually have a job? But I can't say I've run into THAT many bums to be so jaded. Whatever it is, I find Marcus (that's his name, oh YEAH!)very attractive and I'm gonna end up with a date before my temp job is over, trust that. Like I said, I'll keep you posted, no pun intended. Oh, and be on the lookout, the format of this blog is about to change, I'm...

Bitch! You don't see me watchin' the game?!? Why'd you come if you ain't even LOOKIN' at the court! You shoulda stayed home and watched ya damn "Sex and the City" DVDs. Bitches... :-P

I’m emotional, You’re emotional, Could be why we always argue our… Conversations short, We cant open up, It’s just become, Much too difficult, I don’t know what to do, Don’t know what to prove. This is more than me, So much more than you. Can we make it through? You and I. I can’t decide. I just can’t decide, If it’s you I want, Don’t wanna choose between, Having you in my life, Or loosing you for real. Because I caught feelings. (Feelings) Are we falling in love with our fears? I caught feelings. (Feelings) ‘Cause we’re acting like we’re really here, we’re not really here. Caught feelings. (Feelings) I’m not afraid of the pain. I’m a stubborn girl, You’re a stubborn guy, Could be why, We fight all the time. If it’s not your way, Then it must be mine. Can’t communicate, Can’t even compromise. I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to prove. This is more than me, So much more than you. Can we make it through? You and I, I can’t decide I just can’t decide, If it’s you I trust, Don’t ...

Let's talk about beauty for a minute. We all know that beauty is, of course, in the eye of the beholder. My question today is, what is beauty to the beheld? Does that handsome fella you're starin' down see himself as so? Does that vixen you've been stalking deem herself stalk worthy? I know beauty's all about perception, and that's what I wanna get into. I've always said I hate being called "cute." And I do. I'm not cute, monkeys riding unicycles while juggling beach balls are cute. It's not that I don't appreciate the compliment, it just irks me a little bit. When someone calls me cute, I take it. It's not until they get to know me that they find out it's one of my pet peeves. My point is, I want to be beautiful. I feel like that word encompasses so much more than "cute." Beautiful to me means inside and out. Granted, I cancel out both "beautiful" and "cute" once I open my mouth for more than a smi...

Your Heart Is Blue Love is a doing word for you. You know it's love when you treat each other well. You are a giving lover, but you don't give too much. You expect something in return. Your flirting style: Friendly Your lucky first date: Lunch at an outdoor cafe Your dream lover: Is both generous and selfish What you bring to relationships: Loyalty What Color Heart Do You Have? You Have a Choleric Temperament You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things. Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life. You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation. You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon. Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall. You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others. At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults. Stubborn and opin...

My BFF Wendy and I were talking last night about guys and dancing. We're both dancers and have mastered each of our genres. She's the damn dancehall queen and I'm the hip hop diva. All we gotta do is join forces so we can tear the club up nonstop. But I digress. So we were talking about guys and dancing and she was asking me when we were gonna get Chris Brown on SubUrban Underground (SU from here on out) as our musical guest. We're in talks with his people and last I heard, it was pretty much a go. Wendy wanted to know when Chris Brown was coming so she could come to Atlanta and get with him. Now I know what you're thinking and yes, Chris Brown is only 16. Maybe 17 now, but either way he's illegal. And Wendy doesn't care. Neither do I. Why? Cuz that little boy can dance his ass off. Hitch had it right when he told Albert that women equate dancing with sex. One of the biggest visual aphrodisiacs for women is watching a man that can dance, do so. I was ready t...

If there's one thing readers know about me, it's that the occurrences in my life are what I blog about. Someone steps on my toe, I'll blog about why stilettos should be outlawed in the state of Georgia. Someone yells something in the street, I'll blog about noise control. One of my friends pisses me off or says something really clever or idiotic, I blog it for eternal greatness in the cyber world. Interestingly enough, the things I blog are only PART of what's going on in my life. Trust me, if I blogged what I go through EVERYDAY, me being single would be extended a LOT longer. Not to mention, I really don't want ALL my business out on front street. Corey said to me once that I was an open book to what I wanted people to think I was an open book about. And he's right. That jackass is right, as friggin' always, dammit. Anyway... So the point of today's blog is to kind of catch everyone up on what's been going on in my life the past few months. I...

Lemme get this out there so there's no shock and awe. I love football, always have. Long before I dated Miles, I was a fan of the sport. You'd think with a father that was a stone's throw away from the pros, basketball would be my sport of choice. Nope, football's got my heart. I've hostessed Super Bowl parties as well as attended many, many games. Don't get me wrong, I love watching live basketball and you can catch me at a baseball game or two, but if I had my choice, football would be played all year round. And yes, I was a fan of the inane XFL league as well. Hell, it was football and I spent MANY a Saturday night watching. But I'm missing the point. Loving football gives me an edge on the average female. I'm not that chick that wants to talk during the 4th quarter of a game with 2 minutes on the clock, I know how to play my part. I'm not even that chick that tries to watch the game and asks 17 million questions about what's going on. As a ma...

Ahhh, we've survived the holidays and are now looking to the future. And by future, I mean Valentine's Day. I am an AVID partaker in the holiday. When guys are freaking out trying to get Valentines Day flowers and diamond stud earrings for the loves of their lives, I'm renting horror movies and poppin' Jiffy Pop. Now, it's not cuz I hate the holiday, I think it's grand and wonderful (as is love). I just don't think it truly is THAT serious to be celebrated on ONE day. If you love your boo, you shouldn't wait for February to show it. Do it everyday. I care about someone, I'm that chick that just DOES. I don't need to wait for the 2nd most lucrative shopping week of the year (after Christmas, of course), I make it an all year affair. Now pardon the cynicism, but believe you me, if you're relationship is in dire straits, some over-priced roses, dinner a teddy bear and some Valentine's Day sex ain't gon' fix it. Been there, done tha...