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Morning saints! Hope all is well with you! Guess what I got?



Yup! A mini-video camera! I'm documenting all the foolishness I can in 2009 and sharing it with those I love: y'all. 'Cause I'm loving like that. I actually shot a two part video blog entry last night, but I am having a hard time uploading and editing it. I'll give it a whirl tonight and if it doesn't work, I will be planning a temper tantrum/one-woman sit-in at the Best Buy in Chelsea. Details to come!


Tell 'em why you mad son. Tell 'em why you mad. They shouldn't have put your big ass in that cart no way.

I'm reading a very awesome (if not a bit tedious) book called "Yes Means Yes: Female Sexual Power and a World Without Rape". You'll get a laugh when you find out what I was actually looking for in Barnes and Noble when I found it, so make sure you watch my "Happy New Year Video" when it's up!

Also, big news....I'm pregnant!


Picture me mothering.

Also...just kidding! No baby, no time soon, no way. I know the idea of an heir to the Sister Toldja throne was pretty exciting. Sorry of me to get your hopes up like that! I've actually never done...you know...without a condom (MESSAGE), 'cause I'm not trying to get burnt up out here. You never know, you could meet Mr. Right and find out that he had a fling with Superhead at the final Freaknik a few years back. Next thing you know, you got the valley of the shadow of death between your legs. I'm good on that. I'll save the magical "raw daddy" for the future Mr. Brother Toldja.

I do wish I had a baby sometimes. Oh well. It's not the time. Can you see me and little Thelonious changing the prices on salmon and soy milk in the grocery store together? How sad would that be?

Here's something interesting (and true)- my most recent nemesis, Bed Stuy Banana, has invited me to meet for a cup of coffee. This should be beyond interesting. Despite our ideological differences, she seems to be a reasonable and kind woman. I can sorta be that way too, sometimes. I'll let you know how that goes!

Now Fergie, don't you get no foolish ideas in your head. I wouldn't sit down for tea with you for less than a million dollars three hundred and ninety seven dollars. You pee on yourself, you might pee on me. And then I will have to kill you dead AND sue you for no less than 80 million dollars.

Holla back!
Sister Toldja