Monday, April 26, 2010

Vol 51

I was asked a simple question: Why do I buy my books and not borrow them from the library?

I gave a simple answer: Library's disgust me.

They really do! Do you have any idea how many people borrowed that book before you? NO! And if you look at some of the conditions those books be in, and all the crap on the pages: grease stains, food spills, BOOGERS!
I do borrow some books occasionally.
There are four books in this picture that are from the library. (Middle shelf, top four books laying flat)
And all the books on top (Brenda Jackson's Westmoreland series) are borrowed from a coworker (she introduced me to that ever so loved Psy-Changeling series), but I often switch books with this coworker. Besides a bigillion folded corners, her books are always in great condition. CLEAN condition.

Anyway, I'll try to list some of the other books I read recently.
Some titles I forgot, and my coworker currently has them. She borrows from me, sometimes.

1. Oak Bluffs by Joan Early (3 out of 5 stars. The mother was annoying, good thing she wasn't around often, and hated how mother Pearl just died like that. But it was well written)

2. I'm your Girl by J.J Murray (5 out of 5. Now the mother is this was really hypocritical. Couldn' stand her. It was a interracial couple book. Dear gods, how I felt so bad for Jack. And this book was written by a white man. Never thought I'd see the day where I'd read a book about a Black women and white men, written by a white man. 本当にすごい!今年の一番好きな本!ハハハ!日本語覚えているよ!久しぶりだね!!!)

*I'm going to skip three books because I forgot the names and I my coworker has them*

3. The Darkest Angel/Night/Kiss (This is a novella and the first two books of Gena Showalter's 'Lords of the Underworld' series. It would have been pointless to write out the title of all three books separately when the only world to change for each book title is the last world. I'll give this one a 3 out of 5, but note that I've only read three parts too it. I have the next two book **the two in the picture, first shelf** and another books comes out in May. I'm not a religious person at all but I've always found Greek and Roman mythology fascinating ***I even wrote a fiction that involved my own fictional Greek and Roman characters***, so when I read this book and saw how it's kind of a spin-off about the Greeks, not so much about the Gods themselves, but about their warriors, found myself enthralled. I'll only give it three stars because not finished and some parts are rather tedious, like book two (Kiss), Lacien continued to push Anya away although she all but literally handed herself to him on a platter. It was annoying. 230 pages before he acted. Foolish man!)

4. A Little Dare by Brenda Jackson (3 out of 5. A lot better than that last Brenda Jackson book. I was afraid to read this, but it was in another book I borrowed that had a Rochelle Alers story. LOVED THIS, but not enough to give it 5 stars. Loved it because his name was Dare. Loved it because unlike the other book I read, this one had a plot. Loved it because Shelly was a lovely woman. Loved it because Little Dare was exactly like I would picture a 10 year old. And sorry, Anyone series that has leads with names like Dare, Thorn, Stone, Storm and Chase (last two are twins) deserves some loving.)

5. Stone Cold Surrender by Brenda Jackson (Currently reading it so no rating yet. But I would like to read one of those mystery's Rock Mason...Sorry, I mean Stone Westmoreland writes.)

*goes to look at a friends blog who I spam with books to see if she skipped one*
CRAP! I'm forgetting a few of them. I just know it.

Anyway, this is 47, even though I know I'm missing some. At this rate, I'll be finish my goal by the end of May.

I'm signing off now.

Does original fictions count?? Not my own, but my friend is writing one (kinda forced her to). I read that. Actually, she wrote two I read, but since it's not published I won't add them into my list. So still 47 until I find the one's I'm missing. I bet my coworker has them.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

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Today I am reading this book.
It's going to piss me off. It's about the intra-racial issues within the black community amongst females. Skin tone. Hair texture. Things like that.
I'm 4 pages into it and already I have a problem with it.

Carmella, an advertiser, is pissed that Halene, a black cosmetic line creator, wants to use a light-skinned model inside of the dark-skinned model that they choose. She's going on about how white people can piss you off many ways, but it's a black person who breaks your heart when they diss their own kind.

Now there is this guy, Shane, who likes Carmella, and she knows it. She talks about how fine he is, but she wouldn't date him because he's light-skinned. Not here flava, as she so kindly said. She even goes on to say that he might be high maintence and stares in the mirror a lot, all because he's light-skinned.

What the hell kind of shit is that? Now isn't that the pot calling the kettle black.

Vol 50

BOOK LIST UPDATE COMING SOON: Once I can remember all the book titles and authors.
Just know that I'm somewhere around 45.

Anyway, I'm in love with the Westmoreland brothers. Just their names are so freaking weird but seductive in a way. Dare, Thorn, Stone, Storm and Chase. WTF kind of names are these??? It's funny how Storm and Chase (twins) got their names.

Well, I've been avoiding Brenda Jackson novels for a while now. Read her story Irresistible Forces and was completed turned off by the plotless smut filled book. So I hesitated to read this novella, A little Dare, but so happy I did.

I LOVED Shelly and Dare's romance. Yeah they had a bad break up 10 years ago but their love was still true. Everyone jumped on Dare's back then for breaking up with Shelly, who they all thought he would end up marrying, but he had his reasons. Stupid reason, but he had a reason. And that very reason gave Shelly a reason to not tell Dare she was pregnant with his son. Now their son is 10, Shelly just moved back to College Park, Georgia, and Dare finds out that he has a son. A son who just so happens to hate him...bad start they had.

But no matter how bad people jump on Dare, I wanted someone to jump on Shelly. Dare's reason for breaking up all those years ago was really stupid and selfish, but there is no reason big enough to hide the fact that she was pregnant and allows her to just move away. No matter how big the heart break was, she was wrong for that. But their love was so cute and true. And you can tell even now that Dare was just as hurt as Shelly when he broke up with her. He probably hurt even more. But he thought he was doing the right thing. That is why guys shouldn't make decisions that THEY THINK is best for a girl.

My friend has the rest of the Westmoreland series: Thorn, Stone, Storm, Chase, their sister Dulaney, and about...5-6 cousins. She's going to give them to me on Saturday. Definitely want to read about Thorn and Tara.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

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I finished my midterm paper.
Now lets hope I some how well I managed to take a subject that had absolutely nothing to do with anything and turned it into a passing paper.

As for my biology assignment...i'll try to answer those questions during lecture. Hopefully I'll finish them and that work packet before my 1pm Biology discussion class.

Today is suppse to be 88 degrees.
Why am I not excited???
I hate the heat and i'm running on a nap.

Vol 49

I feel like this thing right now.
Limp. Drowsy. Drained.
I have a midterm due in 3 hours and I'm still in the process of typing it.
You might be wondering why I'm right here typing this instead.
Well every morning my house is like a battle field.
The opposing sides: My mother vs my kid sister.
So every morning between 6 and 7am I expect to awaken by a bunch of arguing and crying...from both ends.
I'm already a huge procrastinator...(started this at 12am, despite having the assignment since thursday), and easily distracted, so there is no way I focus right now.
Once they leave I should be able to fly through the essay no problem.
I hope.
I really don't give a shit.
And I still have Biology work that is due at 1pm that I haven't started.
And no, I have no gap between classes to get this mess done.
If I even make it to class, that will be a miracle.
I tried to go to sleep, around 2:30am, but ended up waking up at 5am.
So basically, I took a nap, got up, and searched the web for an hour until I found something to write this midterm on.
And what do you know, the subject I found was the very same subject I just gave a presentation on in a different class about....15 hours ago.
Lucky me right.
That should make it tons easier.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Vol 48

We just rolled into Wal-Mart 4 deep, in our National Aquarium uniforms, and what are we greeted by?

9 SUPER long ass lines.
People buying big screen TV's and dinning room sets.
Who buys this shit at 12am?

Friday, April 2, 2010

Vol 47


Just finished Mercy 5. Patricia Briggs really is a great writer, but now I think I know what the future books will be about. I think it was mentioned before that Mercy would dig into her heritage, see if her father had more children, exactly what kind of magic they had. After reading 5, I wondered what the future books would have been about.

First I must say, I miss Stephan. I was upset that he didn't make one single appearance. Not even the mystery machine made an appearance.

I was surprised that Mercy was still having the anxiety attacks but that was also a good thing. It meant that she didn't just overcome what Tim did to her. That chicken shit. She was still suffering, even just a little.

Mercy was really quick with the trigger in this book. First the bounty hunter thing, that felt so out of place and random, but it made since after it was explained. (Again with the scooby doo reference. Daphne?) Then she shot Henry, which I LOVEDDDD! I went back and reread that part twice. She stepped into the role of "Alpha's mate' with that little stunt. And then she killed the Dairy Queen, three shots to the chest. I expected a little chase or something. It was very melodramatic. I wonder how long Yo-yo girl was there?

Darrel and Auriel are the cutest couple. I loved when Auriel slammed Mary Jo into the wall. That was really unexpected, especially because at the end of the last book Auriel expressed her displeasure in having a Coyote, Mercy, in the pack. But now she rounded on Mary-jo for betraying Mercy. I guess that's better than Mary-Jo who resulted in being a back stabbing bitch. Yeah, yeah, she redeemed herself, but I would never trust her again.

Then there was Samuel. Samuel. Samuel. Samuel. Really? I knew something was up when he said "You be happy in life," or something along those lines. What I didn't expect was for him to try and drive off a bridge. Thanks to the officer for being there. And also thanks to Sam, his inner wolf. Sam took control. Sam didn't want to die. The wolf wanted to live, that big pony, but the Human felt unless.

That was until Ari came. Now that was a surprise. Very unexpected, but very welcomed. I could actually imagine her well, with her scars and all, and Samuel being attracted to that kind of person. I wonder if Ari will be able to give birth to Samuel's child. She's not werewolf, so she doesn't have to worry about shifting and losing a child, and she's not human, who miscarry a lot. She's fae. Maybe she has some fae magic to help her through pregnancy. After all, Phin is her grandson, which means that she CAN give birth.

I think I'll stop here now.

This is book 35 our of 52.
I actually started book 36 before I read book 35, but since I finished this one first, I'll call it 35.
36 is book 3 of the Crimson Moon series.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Vol 46

I'm going to take this time out to tell you about some of my friends.
I say that I have two sets of friends.

First, I should say that after I graduated high school, 4 years ago, I sort have been this introvert, which is completely unlike how I was before.
You could never keep me in the house.
I wasn't a bad kid, but I was often grounded.
Those days being stuck in the house were the worst.
Although, my stepdad tends to believe that we had easy punishments.
Pst! Easy for him to say.

I wasn't really a fighter, but during middle school I ended up in fist fights with two of my friends.
We became friends again later.
One, I'm not in much contact with anymore.
After middle school we went to high school, made new friends, and drifted apart.

The other one I fought...she's a feisty bitch.
And I mean that with all due respect.
We argued about EVERYTHING!
We couldn't go a day without arguing.
We both tend to have this, "I'm always right, and you're always wrong" kind of attitude.
But even with our personality differences, she's a feisty bitch who will always have my back.
Even if she thinks I'm a bit strange.
She just became a mommy recently.
She's going through some baby daddy troubles, but she'll raise her daughter the proper way.
Or else I'll kick her ass.
I still haven't saw her baby, besides pictures.

Then there is my smart friend.
She was one of the friends I didn't ever argue with, but she was also one of the ones who instigated the fight between me and my feisty bitch friend.
She's about to graduate from college with a B.S in about 6 weeks.
I'm kind of jealous.
We started college at the same time, but I still have YEARS to go before I get my B.S because I changed my major a lot.
Anyway, I don't get to see my smart friend often.
We always make plans to do stuff but we never do.
But I'm proud my the little liberal-feminazi-black power-nerd.
She's like me: What you see is what you get, and if you don't like it, Fuck it.
We have the same view point on a lot of issues.
And even with issues that we disagree on, we can debate them well, without ever crossing that line between "debate" and just "argue".
She's going places in life, and I'm tagging on with her.

I have this phenomenal-cosmic-power friend.
She's not one of those would be psychics or anything like that, but she's very open minded.
Her thing is, "just because I don't see it, doesn't mean it's not there."
Aliens, ghost, witches, vampires. psychics, etc...she believes that it could all be out there.
I feel the need to stress that she's not weird or anything.
It's not like she worries about these things, but to her, it's just a thought.
She has a son and a fiance.
She's so young, younger than me, but she's so mature, the head of the house.
She's trying to make something of her life.
I like talking to her.
She makes me feel important, because after we finish talking, she tends to say that I inspire her to rearrange her life.
Who wouldn't like talking to a person like that.
We laugh all the time.

There are many more friends that I could talk about, but right now I'll switch to the other group of friends. I'll come back to this group later. The other one is much smaller.

She's like my honestly-modest-momma.
Her personality is extremely nice.
Way to nice if you ask me.
Sometimes I just wish she would snap on someone.
Oh how I would love to see that.
She comes from a hardworking family, at least I think she does.
She's extremely fortune and I want to say spoiled, but she doesn't act like that.
Honestly, she's too modest if you ask me.
But she's my momma and she's awesome.
We met in Tokyo and kicked it off immediately.
We're on opposite sides of the continent, but I often forget that.
That's just how awesome she is.
I only wish that she would use that hardworking personality of hers to give me a chance to meet my dad. *wink*
He's a singer.
A very very popular singer.
I never have to worry about my momma.
I'm use to taking care of my friends, but my momma takes care of me.
I don't really like that, but I appreciate it.
I'll treat her to a really really really fancy dinner when she wins her first case.

I have another friend, a would-be-artist.
That is NOT an insult.
It's a compliment.
She sings, draws, she's working on her photography, and she plays about 2-3 instruments...a little bit.
If only she could dance.
She likes to write occasionally, as well.
Which brings me to the topic of her not-so-successful blog.
I don't know what happened with that.
Only one post.
Just one.
Come on!
Even boring people like us can blog more than once every six months.
Look at my blog, it's all about books I'm reading to complete my resolution.
Anyway, that little skinny chick is actually quite strong.
I don't really remember how we met, but it was in Japan at school.
All I know is that after our arm wrestling match, I knew we would get along.
I say she's a would be artist, because right now she's still in school working on her degree, like me.
I'll acknowledge her title as an artist whenever she opens an exhibit, or her work, whatever it may be, is published.
I'll make sure she accomplishes something, or I'll go Yamanashi on her.
She's going to come to my wedding, with her half-bald Irish man.

Did I tell you I'm part turtle?
I have a turtle mama!
We were called "mother and child turtle" while standing in the office at our school in Japan.
Underneath all that black she wears, she's snarky.
You wouldn't expect it, but she really is.
She doesn't like to let people feel left out.
That's the only reason I can think of for her to hang out with "The Racist" and "The Jackass" as much as she did.
She's also a would-be-artist.
She takes really great photos.
And she wants to use me as a model for her portfolio.
I was never photogenic but I damn sure will become photogenic for that.
We're both insomniacs.
She's an hour behind me, but we both go to bed at ridiculous hours.
We like to talk about being black in Japan, or being what people would term "oreo".
Fuck those people.
We're not oreo's.
We're just educated.
She doesn't like Micheal Phelps, and I kicked her butt in arm wrestling for disrespecting my fellow Baltimore citizen.
I bet she'll keep her mouth closed about him around me from now.

These are the six friends I think about often.
The funny thing is, I don't see any of them often.
As you can probably figure, my Japan friends, while we all live in the U.S, we're from different states.
As for the other three, I see, "phenomenal-cosmic-power" often because we work together.
But, as for my two childhood friends, "feisty bitch" and "liberal-feminazi-black power-nerd", I need to make plans for the three of us to hang out together again. The last time I got together with the two of them was back in 2007.

And now that I think about it, I actually have three groups of friends.
I'll cover the third group someday, somewhere, by chance.

Vol 45

I smell fire......o_O????

I'm on the bus, on my way to school, right now.
It is really a nice day.
45 degress right now, with a high of 75.
I'm.....oh snap! Almost missed my stop.

*two minutes later*

Okay, i'm on the other bus stop now.
This crappy ass bus never runs correctly.
My phone is acting gay, so I can't see what i'm actually typing.

Anyway, i'm wearing these green linen capri's today.
It's my first time wearing them.
Although, I bought them four years ago.

It really is a nice day.
Even my city doesn't look half as dirty...if you don't take in the died rat in from of me that was smashed by a car.