NO PENIS LEFT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ME: Are you gay?

7 Foot Nigga Driving a Caprice: Yes

ME: Are you sure?

7 Foot Nigga Driving A Caprice: Yes

ME: All the time?

7 Foot Nigga Driving A Caprice: Yes

UNBELIEVABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, I just left this gay club in Houston, Texas. Umm.............gay black men everywhere. I mean I support the cause, the movement, the decision, but damn, you start looking and realize none of these men are for me....these hundreds of men.....gorgeous men......sexy men.....tall men......men of all different skin tones....niggas with jobs......niggas with money

Then I come back to Ms. Runway Diva's and Mr. Hornyball of the Century's hotel room. I mean they are horny as hell and violating me. I am being violated as I type. OMG!! These men are playing with my emotions. I mean after they violate me, they are still gay, still happy, and I am horny and depressed. Tear my life. Mr. Hornyball of the Century just bit my....titty.....and Ms. Runway Diva is coming at me from under the table. I am being violated. I am mad at my body for liking it.

Mr. Sexy Pout is sitting here next to me laughing. And tried to protect me from the wayward feelings of Ms. Runway Diva and Mr. Hornyball of the Century. I love him, he is my protector.

In conclusion, Mr. Sexy Pout understands as a black woman I look around and say.....damn! But then I am like......damn and tear my life.

The point of this blog was to vent. I love hanging out with my friends. They make me happy and give me the friendship that I lost in others. But hanging out with them makes me wonder are there even thousands of available straight all the time black men.

If you are offended or don't understand what I'm trying to say that's awesome. Leave a comment. But hell I have had a few drinks and don't understand my damn self

ok.....I wasn't drunk at all. Just drunk in music.

The Big Hurt

The Big Hurt: this means when I notice the reaction of a Black Man to either a gay black man or a white woman. Their neck twists like they have never seen something so magical in their life. Willing to push a Black Woman out the way to get a chance with the gay black man or the white woman. Never really noticed it or cared until I went out with The Great White Hype (white chick) and Ms. Runway Diva (fab gay).

The Great White Hype

Description: cute girl, lean, curly long brown hair with highlights, wears alot of makeup, Dallas accent, tall, tans a bit

~It was cool when we were getting in the club for free. It was cool when dudes would get her a drink, then get the crew drinks too. But when black men come up to you continuosly to get introduced to your "white homegirl/white chick" it begins to get annoying. And it's offensive towards The Great White Hype too. Who wants a man to talk to you because you just so happen to be white.

~I don't know how to put it in words, but it hurt my feelings a bit. And my other homegirl who is black too. I mean you truly feel the difference in the approach, you see the difference in the looks, the difference in the touch. It hurts you know the attention she is getting, the amount and the degree, we will not recieve,well not with her included in the crew. And what it would be like to be put on a high horse just because of your skin color. I can't wait for the day when chocolate brown (my skin color) becomes the shiznit.

Ms. Runway Diva

Description: lean, chocolate brown, fade cut, pretty skin, dressed to the nines all the time, and flamming his faggotry ways for everyone to know (got the word faggotry from him, ?lol? )

~Some dude tried to holla at him, smiling and such. Then when I came to the bar, the same dude tried to holla at me. Ummm..........unacceptable.

~Knowing the fact that most of his boos are married, have girlfriends, family men, professional men, all types of men....living a different lifestyle on the side. Makes me nervous, makes me suspect of all men.

~Seeing men I know to be straight, flirt with him, or give him a head nod. Let me talk about this head nod. I mean it happens so quick you can't check it. Happens so often, it will shock you. Ms. Runway Diva had to school me, and after the lesson I wanted to cry. If I hadn't of been with Ms. Runway Diva, this world would have been a mystery. Hurts my feelings that so many men, well at least in the Dallas area are decievers.

So, The Big Hurt is a new experience going on, well has been going on for the past couple of weeks. Some people reading this blog won't agree and can't understand what I'm saying. But as a young black woman, this stuff hurts a bit. Especially when I notice women of other races not really going thru what I go thru, well at least women I know and talk to. Just had to get it off my chest.......

The Big "O" My Goodness

So this weekend made me look at my homeboi in a new light. I don't know if he needs to stop doing drugs, or if he needs to handle his sexuality, either way I DON'T SUPPORT IT.

Place: Dallas, Texas and Addisson, Texas
Day: Saturday...all day
Characters: Ms. Runway Diva, Ms. Lips, The Big "O", and Miss Shock Value
Location: Hotel Room, Cyclone (off the chain Mexican Restaurant), Ghostbar, Outside of Opus

It Goes Down Like This.....

So Ms. Runway Diva and Ms. Lips came over to the hotel room to have a convo. The Big "O" decided to stop thru. Let me just say that Ms. Runway Diva and Ms. Lips are gay fabulous might take yo man from ya type gay men.

So The Big "O" lays in the bed and takes a nap. All of a sudden he takes the covers off and propped his leg up, want all of yall to know he was wearing shorts.

(sidenote: everyone knows when a dude is wearing shorts, sometimes you can see within/down below to his box of jewels. And if you around "been out the closet type gay man" why you showing your business if you don't want someone to take a peek>

The convo began with us recapping our night at Club Che, Friday night, Gay night for those in the Dallas area. The Big "O" began to whine why we didn't invite him, and how he wanted to go next week? I mean there is a difference from being curious, compared to pure excitement. But it is 2008........

Then the Diva Duo decided they needed to know what his piece was looking like. So they asked, and he answered. Said it was like a boa?? Why are you spreading your intimate business around......questionable.

We decided we were going to go out later, and of course The Big "O" wants to go to. Then while Ms. Shock Value and I were busy getting ready to go to the mall, The Big "O" asked for Ms. Runway Diva's number....for future hangout purposes......?

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evening times

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Meet up at the hotel, and there is still weird flirting going on. I know that The Big "O" feels that he was being friendly, but if you would have replace Ms. Runway Diva with a true chick, it would have been flirting hands down.

Go the Cyclone and all of a sudden The Big "O" has cheese on his mouth. Ms. Runway Diva offered to wipe it off, of course, and The Big "O" allowed him to. Then we took pictures at the table, and The Big "O" and Ms. Runway Diva took a picture together. They put on their shades throw up the peace signs, and The Big "O" puts his arm around Ms. Runway Diva's waist???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(sidenote: when I take pictures my first reaction isn't to put my arm around someone's waist, especially someone who could potentially be interested in my treasure palace.>

So Ms. Shock Value and Ms. Runway Diva go the bathroom and The Big "O" tries to tell me to put my friend in check, calm him down. No you calm down! Who leads people on and then doesn't like the reaction they get, illlllnesss.

Then the Big "O" takes the camera and instead of deleting the picture he's embarassed by, ends up deleting all the pictures which is like thousands........ummmm BOO!

A picture says a thousand words, I get that, but you describing your piece is more questionable in my book.

So in the end......I don't know if my homeboi is questioning his sexuality, supressing his sexuality, or just likes attention no matter who it comes from. I know I didn't like the way he disrespected Ms. Runway Diva even thou she didn't do anything to disrespect him or make him uncomfortable.

Does This Happen To You?

While you are applying lip gloss/lip chap,has a guy/girl ever come in your face and applied his/her lip chap/lip gloss?....and this person had on a off white suit with a red bow tie...strangeness

So you have a guy/girl you gave your number to inside the club...you are outside talking to a group of people...then ole dude/girl storms thru the group and attempts to charge you up?

Someone you have never met before hands you a card telling you he wants to manage you...that you should me hosting parties and interviewing celeberties...thinking this man just wants to sign my treasure palace on a dotted line....BOO HIM!!

A person offers to buy you a drink...you refuse...they buy it anyway...then after the club feel they have rights...and blow your phone up like nobodys business...UMM NEGRO PLEASE!

IF THESE RANDOM THINGS HAPPEN TO YOU...WAVE YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR....

Saw a Dress.....

"Man that hoe is fly" was my 1st statement.
"ummmm,wonder what that would look like on me???" was my 2nd statement.

Tried the dress on,looked in the mirror,and I thought I could be fab!

I go outside and the attendants felt the fabness...okay...yea...

Showed it to GreatWhiteHype and Ms.Fab and not so much the same reaction.

Inspected the dress further..........

Forgot to say the back was open and cut low to my bootie.

Then I truly felt not so fab,more like hoochie/scandalous/doingtomuch. And that is not the message I'm trying to send.

So,the dress went back on the rack. :( :(

It sucks that a fab dress,put on me,makes me look questionable.

So onward shopping to try and get clothes that just make me look good and sending out the right messages and intentions,lol

Newness

My cousin feels I make too many connections within the club/nightlife. I tried to explain to her, those sometimes tend to be the most interesting situations, or the most surprising. So, since I've been in Houston I haven't gone out. But that hasn't stopped some of the weirdness, unexpectedness, foolishness.

Riding in the car...

Old Man Jones: So this Mercedes is like riding my ass. It's trying to drive up on the lane to the right and left of me, but getting caught up. I'm trying to look thru my mirrors, like what the hell is going on? I see he is kind of attractive, and I'm ok, catch up if you can. Finally he gets up on the left, lets his window down....and.....OMG....HE IS ALL OF 60-70 YEARS OF AGE. I simply shaked my head no, smiled and continued driving. Of course Old Man Jones, wouldn't give up, and followed me 15 more minutes all the way to exit before mine. Thank God, cuz I was not going to let him be able to corner me or nothing.

Bumper Sticker Man: This has happened a couple of times. Pulls up, puts window down, honks horn if I don't notice. Most of the time, he's a cutie. THen he continues down the highway and nasty! If it's not a sticker for his child's elementary school, it's some type of sticker indicating he has a bona-finde family of 5,or something about what he can do to the ladies.......not hot, not attractive. Especially when it is a nice car....a Benz/BMW

Grocery Store (the late night hit ups)

The Worker: So...I guess since it's late at night, they feel they can say anything and everything. There is one however, at the local Walmart, so fine, but so damn rude. If it's not to say somehting about my ass, it's my figure as a whole, then it's the way I walk, what I'm purchasing, where do I live, why am I at Walmart, can we walk with me inside...........iiiilllllllllllllllllllllll

The "Let me get at you for a second/Aye Slow Down": This guy, I swear everytime I decide to slow down, give the guy a chance, give myself a chance I am disapointed. Simply becasue he delivers this line....then....the next line....nothing....awkward silence.

Already Taken Man: Gets my number in Aisle 4. Watches me walk away. Of course I forgot something in Aisle 8. There he is with his gal in Aisle 8. ummmm.......how I know it's his gal, he tries to avoid eye contact or introduce me to the female stranger.

Old Church

ummm......there are no nicknames, all the guys are unavaliable. Baby momma drama, girlfriend drama, hot mess drama........so no availables at the local church-house.

Local Mall

**Youngins**

**Married Men**

**Over the hill and around the way Men**

**Gay Men**

**Metrosexual Men but come off as Gay Men**

**Men who don't know they are Gay Yet**

**Men Who Just Are Not Interested In Me**

**Men of Different Races, who stare/look/smile/comment they think I'm cute, but don't continue the convo**

In the end, I don't think anywhere is just a great place to meet somebody. I think it just depends on the right place at the right time with the right person.

But can I say how Relaxing Houston has been!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!oooowweeeee