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friday, july 11, 2003

Gas station etiquette...
Can we please have some gas station etiquette? 
 
When you pull into the gas station please pull up to the first pump!!! Don't park your car at the last pump and make everyone else squeeze around to get to the next pump.  And when you see someone didn't use gas station etiquette because they parked at the last pump and there is someone behind you in line waiting for gas as well then use common sense and pull up to the next pump in front of the person who didn't use gas station etiquette - Don't go to the first pump so the person behind you then has to squeeze in and parallel park to pump their gas.
 
11 jul 03 @ 8:33 am

thursday, july 10, 2003

Another Miss T.J.
Some freaky sh*t!!!  Miss Thomas J -- When folks I don't know ask what my initals stand for I always say "Thomas John after my father...Ya, know he really, really, really wanted a boy instead he got me - so I go by T.J."  Well, there is a Miss Thomas J - Hey, I wonder if the J stands for John?
 
10 jul 03 @ 2:56 pm

I need help!!!
Someone offer me some FREE therapy because I enjoy reading Page SixŇ .
 
10 jul 03 @ 2:44 pm

The perfect friend…
One who knows that you are always there for them, good or bad.
One you can count on.
One who knows your moods.
One who isn’t afraid to put you in your place when needed.
One who can make you laugh until you pee yourself.
One you can be quiet with and it not be uncomfortable.
One you can cry like a baby in front of and they not laugh at you.
One who will check to make sure you are okay when you fall, then laugh at your ass.
One who isn’t afraid to say – “I can’t believe her ass has a “IM ACUTY” vanity plate, when her ass is far from cute!”
 
Great friends are hard to find but when you find them fight hard to keep them.
 
10 jul 03 @ 8:02 am

tuesday, july 8, 2003

Am I a drama queen???
I don’t necessarily think I am a drama queen, but I do act dramatic at times especially when retelling stories to my parents – they get a kick out of it.  It reminds them of the little black girl they use to have.  The one who could talk for hours about nothing, the one who laughed at the silliest jokes and who smiled just because. 
 
But, I grew up and that little black girl doesn’t fully exist anymore.  Yes, there are moments when I can talk about nothing for hours but more often then not I would prefer to sit and be quiet alone or with others.  I still laugh at silly jokes:
 
Why do you never see a dead crow on the road in Boston?
Why?
Because, when the car comes the crows always scream – CAH! CAH! CAH!
 
I now prefer to smile when needed.  But overall, I want to displace the gene that causes drama to always come my way.  After a nightmare last night I have decided let rumors stay rumors and don’t try to explain your way out of them.  When you do, the way you explained them never gets conveyed properly and the rumor gets worse.  So from now on, I am keeping my mouth shut and drama can come my way and I will ignore it!
 
8 jul 03 @ 2:39 pm

I’m okay and your okay…

I realized that I have eight steps to recovering an indulgent night of drinking before my hangover can come to completion:

 

  1. Waking up and purposing that I will never ever drink again.
  2. Denial of any actual wrong doings.
  3. Realization of all my wrong doings.
  4. Worrying about how many were affected by my wrong doings.
  5. Guilt and Remorse (these last the longest, I think its all the parochial schooling as a child that establish this step).
  6. Nesting to overcome the guilt and remorse.
  7. A good cry courtesy of Prince and/or Maxwell.
  8. Acceptance.

It was during step six that I actually realized I had actual steps to my recovery.  Which quickly brought about step seven – which was actually two-fold.  I haven’t cried in about a year, even though some seriously bad things have occurred, but I just didn’t have it in me to cry.  And then an argument with an acquaintance and coming across some very painful memories during the cleaning fit while Maxwell’s “Now” played in the background sent me over the edge to Cry-Ville, then acceptance came…We all screw up!  Try to learn from those mistakes and never repeat them, always sincerely apologize regardless if you meant to hurt someone or not and be happy with who you are regardless if someone or everyone else isn’t.

 

8 jul 03 @ 1:56 pm

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