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friday, october 31, 2003

Pounding Head...
My head is pounding.  I have had this migraine for what seems like my entire life, but in reality, 72 hours and my meds aren't taking it away like Calgon.  And through it all I have been so calm about it...I went to a Wellesley event last night discussing our new Campus Projects.  It was a fabulous event and it should have been quite easy to be cheerier throughout...but, it wasn't.  I got tremors about 30 minutes after I got there which was quite difficult to hide (but I did) since they were in my left hand and wrist, which was holding my food plate.  My brain had a "brain fart" and I didn't remember who my class officers where, which was quite sad since I was their when we voted for them.  But, by the end of the night I sorta got my act together and was able to give out a business card to give a fellow alumna some networking club information.  Hopefully no "brain farts" will come today because I have an overseas conference call in about an hour and it wouldn't be pretty.



31 oct 03 @ 10:28 am

thursday, october 30, 2003

Skinny Dreams...
I think the real reason I wanna lose weight has nothing to do with my current bad health, but the fact that I love La Perla, especially their underwear.  I really want a lot of their pieces and at my current weight that is ummm...impossible.  I can fit their bras, but what good is a La Perla bra without the matching undies? And someone please tell me why on earth would I spend $130 on a bra - I don't know, especially since I wouldn't let anyone see me in it.  I have this thing about folks viewing my flesh -- so weird I am.  But, I think if I get to my goal weight I might go to Saks pick up a La Perla undie set, go home and change into it and walk outside to go get the mail...that will give all the elderly folks on my block something to talk about, for sure.



30 oct 03 @ 12:41 pm

Headaches...
Cheese and rice my head is killing me this morning...I spent all night tossing and turning because I haven't stuck to my game plan.  That being one to lose weight and to get back involved in the political shuffle I call the upcoming '04 presidental election.  By this point in the year I wanted to be at a certain weight, be backing a certain presidential candidate and be heavily involved within this persons campaign.  I have yet to fulfill this goal.  Getting back on track to lose weight will be easier than picking a presidential candidate to back.  I guess I will re-read all the Dems choices on my plan ride to LA this Sunday.  Hopefully, that time in the air will give some insight on who I trying to help get to the Big White House on Penn. Ave.



30 oct 03 @ 9:49 am

wednesday, october 29, 2003

Aaron needs to stop while he is ahead...
I am starting to feel bad for Condoleezza because of all the jokes that Aaron has put out there about here needing a man.  The below Boondocks script is almost at the edge of just plain trifling:
 
29 oct 03 @ 5:27 pm

Hate is a strong word...
I understand that hate is strong word...but I HATE working out.  I know that I have 40, no 50 pounds (I gained 10 pounds since my new medication) to lose.  But can I not work out and still lose the weight? (NO, which sucks booty!!!) 
I have a bad heart and all this working out I think is rushing it into even earlier heart failure (in reality it isn't, it is making it stronger).  I mean I am sweating like a something and it isn't pretty.  I don't even get my hair done anymore because I sweat it out...which means no more after-work outings (this is vanity for ya) because I looked so jacked up.  I only have SASSY hair on the weekends and that isn't good enough.  There has to be a compromise because this working out is not my thing anymore.



29 oct 03 @ 4:43 pm

24 Highlights...
I am so very excited about this season of 24.  Kim getting attitude...hot make-out sessions between Kim and Chase...Dr. Anne Packard getting her some hot President loving...that guy from Buffy who tried to kill Spike giving Dr. Anne the evil eye.  Man my night was lovely because of sweet 24.  And I won't lie that mini-movie ad from Ford was quite cheesy, but I love the F-150 so I sat through it, happy to the bone.



29 oct 03 @ 10:37 am

tuesday, october 28, 2003

Men and bathrooms...
I have never been one of those ladies who needed and/or wanted to go to the bathroom with another lady or group of ladies.  I never saw the point of going to the bathroom in groups.  The group exit to the bathroom is just a "polite" means to spill some gossip and I could truly live without the gossip...but, I can't lie some gossip is worth going to the bathroom for, but can we not do the reapply make-up thing? - I hate that, hence why I don't do it.  Once the lipstick is gone and/or smeared I am done. 
 
Oh, back to topic..but, I have never noticed men who go to the bathroom in groups -- Let me rephrase, I have never noticed men who go to the bathroom in groups to relieve themselves, some go for other carnal activities.  It was supposed to be unheard of...until now.  So here in the Gateways at Crystal City the men go to the bathroom in groups.  I wish I could hear what they are saying in there (being nosy I am), but it is so cute to see a group of men from the same office trotting off to the bathroom together...I just wish they held hands when they did (except those military guys - remember, don't ask don't tell.)



28 oct 03 @ 2:35 pm

Answers for tj.hanton.net
  1. For the rest of your life, never be allowed to see the sun again OR never be allowed to see the moon and stars again?

    ---Never see the moon and stars again, can't see them now since I live in the DC area, so it wouldn't kill me.

  2. Always smell like pot roast so strongly that everyone around you smells it too OR always taste pot roast no matter what you're eating?

    ---Always taste pot roast no matter what, which is a total bummer, but I don't wanna smell like meat, I own German Shepard who probably is plotting a way to kill me as it is because I made him go poop alone yesterday in the rain.

  3. Have the power to make plants grow almost instantly OR to turn water into wine?

    ---Call me Jesus -- water into wine baby!!!

  4. When talking on the phone, be so nervous that you breathe heavy and people constantly mistake you for a stalker OR only speak in rhyme?

    ---Speak in rhyme...maybe I can take Jigga's place when he releases his last solo album on the 11/28/03.


28 oct 03 @ 1:28 pm

Lazy ass I am...
This comment thing hasn't been working properly since I installed it and being the lazy ass that I am I refused to go and look how to fix it...but now I have so hopefully it will work now.



28 oct 03 @ 1:09 pm

Fear...
"Because there's a monster living under my bed.  Whispering in my ear
There's an angel, with a hand on my head.  She say I've got nothing to fear"
 
"Put your light's on" by Santana featuring Everlast was the first song that popped into my head when I awoke from yet another weird nightmare.  I think all these bad dreams are a sign of something to come.  What that is I don't know



28 oct 03 @ 10:09 am

monday, october 27, 2003

20 years later and this is still true Assata...

"The idea of the Black Liberation Army emerged from conditions in Black communities: conditions of poverty, indecent housing, massive unemployment, poor medical care, and inferior education. The idea came about because Black people are not free or equal in this country. Because ninety percent of the men and women in this country's prisons are Black and Third World. Because ten-year-old children are shot down in our streets. Because dope has saturated our communities, preying on the disillusionment and frustrations of our children. The concept of the BLA arose because of the political, social, and economic oppression of Black people in this country. And where there is oppression, there will be resistance. The BLA is part of that resistance movement. The Black Liberation Army stands for freedom and justice for all people."



27 oct 03 @ 5:00 pm

Vent session...
Listen folks who call themselves my cronies...I will bring back the darn comment feature.  But, when I do you better make a comment.  Flooding my e-mail with your thoughts was cute on day one, but it ain't cute no more.  So if I don't get a comment from any of those fools (yes you) who requested that I bring it back, I will be forced to share your most embarrassing moments to the small number of folks who read my dribble.
 
On another note, it is still raining here in DC!!!



27 oct 03 @ 3:17 pm

The Black Prayer
Why Did You Make Me Black Lord ...
Lord ... Why did you make me black?
Why did you make someone
the world would hold back?
 
Black is the color of dirty clothes,
of grimy hands and feet...
Black is the color of darkness,
of tired beaten streets...
 
Why did you give me thick lips,
a broad nose and kinky hair?
Why did you create someone
who receives the hated stare?
 
Black is the color of the bruised eye
when someone gets hurt...
Black is the color of darkness,
black is the color of dirt.
 
Why is my bone structure so thick,
my hips and cheeks so high?
Why are my eyes brown,
and not the color of the sky?
 
Why do people think I'm useless?
How come I feel so used?
Why do people see my skin
and think I should be abused?
 
Lord, I just don't understand...
What is it about my skin?
Why is it some people want to hate me
and not know the person within?
 
Black is what people are "Labeled"
when others want to keep them away...
Black is the color of shadows cast...
Black is the end of the day.
 
Lord you know my own people mistreat me,
and you know this just ain't right...
They don't like my hair, they don't like my
skin, as they say I'm too dark or too light!
 
Lord, don't you think
it's time to make a change?
Why don't you redo creation
and make everyone the same?
 
God's Reply:
 
Why did I make you black? Why did I make you black?
 
I made you in the color of coal
from which beautiful diamonds are formed...
I made you in the color of oil,
the black gold which keeps people warm.
 
Your color is the same as the rich dark soil
that grows the food you need...
Your color is the same as the black stallion and
panther, Oh what majestic creatures indeed!
 
All colors of the heavenly rainbow
can be found throughout every nation...
When all these colors are blended,
you become my greatest creation!
 
Your hair is the texture of lamb's wool,
such a beautiful creature is he...
I am the shepherd who watches them,
I will ALWAYS watch over thee!
 
You are the color of the midnight sky,
I put star glitter in your eyes...
There's a beautiful smile hidden behind your pain...
That's why your cheeks are so high!
 
You are the color of dark clouds
from the hurricanes I create in September...
I made your lips so full and thick,
so when you kiss...they will remember!
 
Your stature is strong,
your bone structure thick to withstand the
burden of time...
The reflection you see in the mirror,
that image that looks back, that is MINE!
 
So get off your knees,
look in the mirror and tell me what you see?
I didn't make you in the image of darkness...
I made you in the image of ME!
 
27 oct 03 @ 11:41 am

Dear God...
Thank you for the life that you have given me.  Trust me I am grateful even though I don't always act that way.  But, it is hard to be grateful when you are going through something that you think is totally unfair.  I know that everything I go through is supposed to be a learning experience and will one day be relevant to my life, but when someone numbers your life days you want to know now not later why you are going through something.  And it's been two days since I got my news and I am still a little pissed that the person you got to tell me "it" had dimples and a clef chin...you know that is my weakness.  The news was bad and all I could think is - Man he is so cute!!! I shouldn't been wallowing and I let his cuteness take me away from my self-pity moment...Oh, I get it now - No time for self-pity, just live each day to the fullest and I shall try!!! I shall!!!
 
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