Fact Is Sometimes Fiction...

I tell all my non-New York friends that some how the time passes more swiftly in New York than in any city I've ever been in. The days pass like hours and before you know it a month of Sundays have gone by without you barely taking notice. The last time I wrote I'd just gotten back from home. And when I'd arrived I was overwhelmed with the feeling of ambitious energy. Meaning that I was somehow motivated on my last trip home to do more than what it is that I'm currently doing with myself here. I mean, here I am in the city of dreams and I'm not utilizing all that is at my doorstep. I was acting complacent when the truth was I was anything but. Do I like my job? Hell yes. Would I like to do this for the rest of my life? Hell no! (emphatically no!) I was actually having a conversation with Sal yesterday about how it seems that in working for monetary gain I've began disregarding my creative-self and I'm non too happy about this fact. For some reason I find doing what you love for a living very romantic in a worldly kind of way. And it's something that I want to do. And it's something I AM going to do.

My cousin who lives in Florida sent me some pics of his son, Lil' Brandon. Isn't he just the cutest Little people intrigue me. I find it rather interesting to know that one day they will turn old and take care of little people of their own. I guess it has something to do with the life cycle. It actually can seem pretty depressing. It's like this old gay guy told me once..."honey none 0f us are getting any younger." Ain't that the truth.

Have any of you guys seen the new version of Google. It's called Blackle and it's supposed to save energy by having a black screen as opposed to white. Not a bad idea, however, I like it because it black. Black is my favorite color by the way. Go check it out... www.blackle.com

My ex-boyfriend James came to New York this past weekend. I hadn't talked to him in months and i wasn't quite sure how I'd react to him. We met for a quick bite to eat at this really cool outside brasserie called Maison. Just like the old days, our conversation flowed like water. It made me remember how effortless things were between us at some point. We talked about music (he's working closely with Chamillionaire - Don't ask), Dallas, and about new opportunities in New York. I took him to one of my hotels and showed off a little bit. Letting him know that his girl isn't exactly running New York but that I do have some swagger and am certainly on my way. He said he was proud and joked my current boyfriend would have something to worry about if he took the job being offered. We both laughed at that for some reason. It's weird to because I never would have thought back then that we'd be living our lives completely separate at this point. It felt good sitting in his presence, reminiscing about the good old days and talking about our respective futures. We had drinks on the rooftop of the Dream Hotel and eventually said goodbye promising to keep in touch. We were supposed to link up again before he left but it didn't pan out. Oh well...