That is all.

When I first decided to participate in NaBloPoMo I didn’t take into account that the reason why days pass by without me blogging is because my mind is completely empty. However it could be much worse. I actually have something to talk about.

I SAW THE NEW JAMES BOND LAST NIGHT! (Quantum of Solace). It was pretty damn good despite the lack of gadgets. I also heard criticisms to the effect that he didn’t outwit the villains enough, but will you people realise that this takes place right after Casino Royale which is supposed to depict a young, stupid Bond before he became a bit more sensible? (He shot everyone.)

And the Vesper issue is resolved as well.

ALICIA KEYS SANG THE FUCKING SOUNDTRACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

People don’t seem to be taking this seriously. The James Bond soundtrack is like…important like that.

And of course, Daniel Craig gave a good performance. You go boy. He’s sexy as fuck and like I keep on saying I’d do him in ways that would shock most porno stars.

Talk about Older Man Syndrome…..

We did our choreography for Joyful Joyful (look up the ‘hip hop’ version on YouTube from Sister Act II and you’ll see what we’re trying to achieve) and it’s coming along pretty well. I think.

My worst enemy is my period. Suprisingly, this month it didn’t hurt so much at the very beginning. It was almost bearable but I still took Aleve anyway. Now it’s getting somewhat as awful as it normally gets and all the pain killers of the world can’t get rid of the pain.

Last night I also promised A Guy (go read my livejournal to hear about him that I’d do something with him for his performance. I have to play the role of his mother and it’s set in Medieval Britain. *Drools*

Even though James and I have broken up completely, he managed to give me a new found taste for white men. Nothing wrong with that, except there are very few of those in Trinidad that would probably be into me anyway. They’re too busy sticking to their own social group and dating skinny white chicks that head bang and smoke weed all day. (Okay, so I’m exaggerating a little bit…) I think Daniel Craig is absolutely lickable and I’d do him in ways that would boggle the most seasoned porn stars. Screw what anyone else thinks, he’s gorgeous and I’m sorry I lost my chance to marry him (wait, did I ever have one??).

Never mind what people say about Penis Size and Race. I’d be lying if I said size didn’t matter but still, there are ways around that. Put your feet behind your head and you’ll see what I’m talking about. Also remember that not all white men (NB - all my sexual experiences were with black men - James was my first ‘white experience’ so bear with me) are the length of half a Twinkie. (I was practically raised on the idea that all white men have tiny penises).

I think I should stop now.

I love sex, don’t you? (I mean the concept of it, I don’t fuck everyday or anything like that…with no boyfriend, how is that possible……………..)

Finally, a post to put into my Random Haiku category.

Jane, thank you so much for yesterday’s comment. You don’t know what it means to me that you said that, even if a part of me feels that it’s wrong to feel that way…..

A short post, but a POST none the less! I didn’t think NaBloPoMo would be so hard, but being serious about this project has made me realize that time management is the secret to success. It isn’t charisma, money, looks, talent or power. It’s TIME MANAGEMENT.

I’m out.