"JustTrina"

Dr. Dawson: JustTrina, why haven't you been to the doctor in 4 years? JustTrina: Cuz I figured I wasn't bumpin', so what's the point? Dr. Dawson: When was the last time you had sexual intercourse? JustTrina: January 1st of this year. Dr. Dawson: And before that? JustTrina: May of 2001. Dr. Dawson: And you never thought to go to the doctor in that time? JustTrina: Dude, I don't have a penis. I don't have to "use it or lose it." Dr. Dawson: No, but I guess you want your uterus to fall out as you're walking one day. JustTrina: That can happen? (pause) Ah well, so long as it makes the periods end, I'm all right with that. Dr. Dawson: Get out of my office...I will see you next year. JustTrina: Whatever makes you feel better at the end of the day, doc.

----------> You have GOT to be shitting me. Then again, I can see it. Further proof that a brilliant mind can't get you as far as awesome boobs and bleach blonde hair. So go ahead, get those implants and buy that bottle of Clairol hair dye!! I'm starting the pool on how long it will last...I say RIGHT til the holidays, then it's curtains. I mean, c'mon, she probably only dated him for writing "Daughters," figuring Papa Joe could only approve of a man who wrote a song like that. Beats bad boy, unkempt potty mouth Dane Cook any day. Well, if it works, it works, that's what I say. Nothing nowadays promised and if they can make it work, more power to them. Besides, John may get some new material for his comedy routine . UPDATE: Apparently, I'm not alone on this one.

Reading a book has never been a struggle for me, but I recently discovered my nerd kryptonite: The 9/11 Commission Final Report . As intriguing as it may seem to read about the events leading up to and after the hugest terror attack on American soil, political jargon is boring as all hell. And I tried, trust me, but to no avail. But fear not, for Slate , my favorite online magazine, has made a dream come true. They are showcasing The 9/11 Report: A Graphic Adaptation . Yes, you read right, and it's awesome. Illustrated by Sid Jacobson and Ernie Colon, this graphic novel takes you through the entire 9/11 Report. I love graphic novels. I wanna say Brian (the Pimperor) introduced me to the world of the graphic novel; he showed me that they too, are books in their own right. It's a good read and the graphics are GREAT, so I'd check it out if I were you. I mean, it's no Jimmy Corrigan: The Smartest Kid on Earth , but it's worth a shot. Will I try to read the actual repor...

E-mail from me to the ENTIRE corporate office: To: GPC Alpharetta From: JustTrina RE: Color Copier I'm going to be using the color copier for the next couple of hours to print a publication. As always, you can scan documents to be e-mailed, but copying won't be available until 3:30-ish (I love the tem "ish," it pretty much guarantees no one can get mad at me for taking too long. Why? 'Cuz I said "ish" and that buys me AT LEAST a half hour. "Ish," people, not just for valley girls anymore, add it to your vocab today). Thanks and let me know if you need anything further. JustTrina And this, my darling readers is why I'm so loved by many.

Wanna know what all the hype's about? Check out John Mayer's newest CD, Continuum . All thank you notes and checks can be sent to my home in Atlanta. Address available upon request. It's different, but a good listen nonetheless. Wonder why he didn't go with MTV this time? Oh, that's right, cuz he's an adult.

I flew home this weekend for my uncle's funeral and realized how much I hate Delta. Not ONCE have I flown on this airline and enjoyed it -- okay, ONCE...but that was in first class (translation: free liquor makes everything better). As with most things, I don't want to spout off at the mouth about something without good reason. So, that being said, I've come up with a list. In no particular order, here are the things I hate about Delta. 1. You will wait. You will be given no information and you will wait. My flight out was delayed 3 hours and we weren't told anything until an hour into it. 2. 12 flights out of one gate is NOT a smart idea. 3. Your staff, not so nice. I thought Delta was supposed to be the best airline to work for. Bigger ain't necessary better in this case. Maybe their mad cuz they can't afford those HOT new uniforms you advertised a while back. I thought you went baknrupt? A few times? 4. Your gate is UGLY. This may be more of an Atlanta-Hart...

I'm sitting here in the airport waiting to fly back home for the weekend for my uncle's funeral. The flight was supposed to leave at 6:30, and yes, it's 9:30 right now. That's a 3-hour delay. And I refuse to eat cuz I know good food awaits me at home. F'n Delta SUX!! Anyway, enough ranting... There is an airline employee standing in front of me and THAT is what prompted this blog. Sometimes people do things that make me ashamed. Ashamed to be black, ashamed to be a woman, ashamed to be human . Not so much for myself, but for the embarrassment they're putting themselves through, especially with people like me in the area. That being said, I've got an announcement (or newsflash, if I may): If you're black and wearing a blonde WIG, chances are people know it's not yours. So don't toss your head around and caress your hair like it's natural and not from Barbaro's mane. That's it, some people just need to be told these things...

Mu uncle died. Tickets home are running $600. I'm very depressed and over the whole "death" thing, it too is a bitch, not just the life part. Final Destination is a load of CRAP!! Also watched the Real World Key West Reunion episode, that was crap, too, FYI.

"Friends Don't Let Friends Talk to Ugly Guys" (and yes, I got a number...even WITH a sweat mark!) Anyone ever notice how my top doesn't match my bottom? My personal trainer's not doing his job...Or I just don't listen. Either way, my arms are HUGE! Anyway, this was at a listening party for Justin Timberlake that was very good. Saw the man himself and wasn't overcome with the groupie desire I thought I would be. Maybe it was the screaming 16 year- olds or the screaming 45 year-olds, I really didn't wanna do anything more than hang out with him. Not saying I wouldn't give him the biznass if given the chance, but there'd be no "Hello, here are my draws" situation. Hmph, strange. The CD's gonna be hot, he previewed a few songs off FuturSex/LoveSounds and they all sound good. The hottest one was "Pose" with Snoop Dogg, so be on the lookout for that. Justin looked good as always and I made friends with a couple of gay...

I LOVE my brother!! He is funny, adorable and sweet. I'm lucky to have him. And I called to let him know. As soon as I learn to upload audio, I'm gonna post the message that made my shitty week...well, LESS shitty...

So I was watching It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia a few weeks ago when I noticed that Charlie 's eyes were so prominent. He's a funny little man whose antics never fail to please so I pushed it to the back of my mind. I know people wear eyeliner to bring out the expression in their eyes because the lighting drowns it out, whatever floats your boat. And you never know, he may have REALLY pretty eyes that just look like he's wearing eyeliner. Then I was watching last night and realized there was no DOUBT Charlie was wearing eyeliner and I couldn't shake it. It really took me out of it. Nonethless, the show was AWESOME and I don't care if Charlie's a cross-dressing salad tosser's bitch, I'd watch him any time. Check it out, cuz it's quite possibly the best TV I've seen in a while.

I discovered something about myself last night: I can't go to sleep to music. I need to have the television on (playing Adult Swim, no less). I had the worst night of sleep in history thanks to my playlist. I fell asleep around 11:30, woke up at 3, stayed up until 4:30, fell asleep and woke up to my alarm (that's now broken from it's trip across the room...WalMart here I come!). The issue is that my mind runs 100 miles and hour about random things. I'm sure this is true of all human beings, but I'm the one I know with the bad night of sleep under her belt, so let me rant. So a few things came to me as everything from The Fray to Panic! At the Disco played in the background (I didn't want to move to turn off the computer for fear I'd wake up ALL the way, so I tossed, turned, and thought). Here are my musings (random as they may be): A) I'm going back to the gym. It's time and I'm ready for it. Maybe I'll take some before and after pics to see ...

Just when you think it's the SUCKIEST Monday you've ever encountered, celebrities do what they do best...Entertain and bring a smile to my face! :-D It's a sad thing when the last movie you're known for was almost 20 years ago, Lou Diamond Philips. Obviously, someone forgot about " The Big Hit ." ( And it looks like Kanye realized he didn't need a Nia Long . Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon! I LOVE it!! Surprise of the day ... Now I'm off to my apartment, where I will lie down and try to ignore the rest of the world. At least til 9, then I'll watch The Closer and a new favorite, Saved , drink some chamomile tea and go to bed, praying Tuesday delivers more happiness and joy. If not that, some energy and/or good news about SOMETHIN'.

Big news, my 6 readers!! If you like my blog, get ready to hear my sultry, melodious voice on the airwaves cuz I'm goin' rogue!! I'm looking into getting an online show where I will broadcast every night from 6 to 9!! That's the plan at the moment, you might catch me all day Saturday since I really have no real semblance of a life anyway! It's just a test to see if I've even got the chops to make it in a big city. It's all in the beginning stages, though, I'll be sure to keep you updated as much as possible. So The JustTrina Radio Show may be hittin' the airwaves sooner than you think!! I really don't know how I'm gonna go about it, but wait for the announcement. To keep me focused, here's a small shopping list: I'm excited, are you all excited? Conversely, I'm all right with being the only one excited cuz (like I told my cousin Sheridan) it doesn't take much to convince me to yap my gums. I figure I'm gonna do it regardle...

After at least a year, I was playing Pinball on my computer last night. I did well and the high scores came up...guess who was #1? T-Rina-Saurus Sex...E I never cease to amaze myself with the levels of Dweebdom I achieve.

Looks like people are finally giving Brooklyn it's due ... I didn't even have to call the f'n psychic hotline!! Where a tree grows, indeed!!

Oh, I am in a mood today! I went off on an e-mail buddy cuz I felt like he thought I was only attracted to white guys. I went off on another about how I'm ready for a boyfriend and all he asked me was how I was doing. My hormones have been in overdrive the past couple of days (prime examples: the John Mayer can get it blog and the ABSURD amount of flirting I've done with my friends) and I have no clue WHY I'm so hyper-sensitive. Though I'd like to attribute it to my menses (sorry fellas), I'm not that weak a being to give in to her body and refuse to admit such a thing. So I'll say it's been a strange few days and lock myself in my apartment for the remainder of the week. I didn't even take my cell phone with me today, I was feeling so anti-social. I went to lunch with some co-workers (who can turn down Wings Tuesday?)didn't even speak to them, I watched the X Games on ESPN. I'm sure that'll be my last invitation EVER cuz I'm a bitch. Wha...

I'm a douche. I waited to buy my John Mayer tickets cuz the show is in October and guess what? SOLD OUT. Sometimes being black just pisses me off. Anyone willing to sell (or give, for that matter) me a ticket for his show at Chastain Park in Atlanta on October (13th or) 14th (no lawn seats, please, I HATE THOSE), please e-mail me. I've made some promises to the man and I'd like to keep 'em.

I've discovered a major flaw in my relationship style. It's my all or nothing style. All in or fold, like f'n poker. And I owe this epiphanby to John Mayer (and that means yes, I've ignored every other guy in my life that has told me that). If you read yesterday's blog, you saw that I called him a douche for saying he focused on the hottest girl at his concerts. Thinking he was that shallow bothered me so much cuz I really place no stock in physical looks, especially in females. Hell, if I went to the gym a little more and stopped eating what I liked, I could be a waif-thin video ho like I always dreamed. But I like my curves, my brains and my personality so I'm happy. Anyway, John put his song list on his blog and I downloaded all the songs I could. That's right, NRAA, I admit, I downloaded some John Mayer songs. Sue me. Point here is, I was listening to the songs slated for upcoming CD "Continuum" and fell in love with him all over again. I admi...

Congratulations, John Mayer, all that stock I've put into you being a down to Earth person, shot to hell. Correct me if I'm wrong, but the direct quote on the Ron and Fez Show was (and I heard this live), "When I'm doing a show I focus on two people: the hottest girl and the guy having the worst time." Way to appeal to the demographic, douche. But, Justin's doin' a bang up job of winning my love all over again. Kudos, you sexy bastard.

What does a best friend get for her fierce loyalty? A dial tone and face full of mud. Which is fine, that's the BF's role in life. So here's the sitch: Wendy's got a boyfriend. And he's a dick. Not that I've ever told her he was a dick, she's told me he's a dick. He's disrepectful, rude and cheap. All her words, not mine. Let's go back. To another time and another best friend. Ricardo. When he broke up with--dammit, what IS her name?!?--Jessica, I was left to pick up the pieces. I was on the phone with him til dawn every night when he was drunk calling her a dumb broad and building his ego back up. I was the one hooking him up with whatever free p*ssy there was aroud me. I was there for him, dealing with the shenanigans he got himself into when he wanted to hop on a plane to France to propose to the very ho that broke his heart. I was the one there to see the depths of his misery. Point is, I was there. And I'm not complaining cuz that's ...

What Your Soul Really Looks Like You are a warm hearted and open minded person. It's easy for you to forgive and forget. You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds. You see yourself with pretty objective eyes. How you view yourself is almost exactly how other people view you. Your near future is all about change, but in very small steps. The end of the journey looks far, but it's much closer than you realize. For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust. Inside the Room of Your Soul

Received in my e-mail inbox this morning: Subject: ENGAGED!!!! 2.5 carat BLING! BLING! Date: Tue, 01 Aug 2006 10:57:07 -0500 I know you all are shocked but yes at the age of 40. Ms. Raechelle Joy McCoy is getting married the date has been set for Saturday May 26th 2007. It will be a large church wedding at my home church in Birmingham. So look for another e-mail with as many wedding request I can ask you for. Thanks again friends and family and please begin to pray for our union in marriage. Raechelle There is someone for everyone. And I'd like you all to meet my new boyfriend, Mr. James Roday (blue shirt--who am I kidding, the white guy--though his real name is James Rodriguez which may mean he's Mexican) he plays the hilarious star of USA's new mystery show Psych .