Lord Help Me

Trying to blog from my iPad is so hard with Blogger! Get an app, make it more user friendly, help a sister out you guys!

Sheesh.

Sp forgive all of my misspelling, grammatical mistakes, and lack of pictures. Blogger just won't let me on my iPad be great!

Dammit.

Reasons

I've been thinking about them a lot lately, reasons that is. Specifically, my reasons in engaging in various forms of social media: blogging, chatting, tweeting, tumbling, etc. And given the crowd I find myself following, my reasons are vastly different from the masses.

I do this because I want to. It's that simple.

I started blogging five years ago because I saw others were doing it, and I knew I could as well, so I started this site. I wanted to share bits of myself, to let people know about my thoughts, my feelings, my experiences. I've always been a pretty open and honest person, so this desire to share isn't new. So, once I had been blogging for a while, I decided to start memberships for my blog on Facebook, Twitter and Tumblr.

I've been somewhat active on those sites. I've enjoyed reaching out to more people and learning from them as well. I've also enjoyed attending meet-ups, conferences and other events. At these functions, I've learned so much, not just about the world of social networking.

Now, many of the people I've met, got into blogging with specific goals in mind. They wanted to build a writing career and publish books. Or they wanted to display their journalism skills and land a job. They want attention, they want a lot of followers. You get the idea. And that has never been me.

Don't get me wrong, I am an attention-whore, but I don't post, tweet, tumble to gain followers. I do what I do because I want to, not just to manipulate the masses.

Don't worry, no matter how few - or how many - readers and followers I have, I appreciate every single one of you...so keep coming back cuz you'll never know what you'll find!

Professionally Polished by Polished for Prom

My long term readers know all about my relationship with the Shaw neighborhood in Washington, DC - I LOVE it! So when I learned about this upcoming event at the Watha T. Daniel Library in the Shaw neighborhood, I became very excited.

The non-profit organization Polished for Prom is hosting a mentoring event for young ladies aged 12-17 called Professionally Polished. Girls will receive guidance from guest mentors, food and drink, and giveaways!

If you, or someone you know is interested in attending, please RSVP by Monday, January 9, 2012 to: info@polishedforprom.com

What Im Going Through: Kitty Issues

In my last post I said that a lot of things have been going on in my life, so let me tell you about one of them.

As you dear readers know, I am the proud owner of three rambunctious kitties. They are kinda up there in age, 15, 13 and 8, and have been going strong for most of the time. My male, Ivan, is a bit of a different story. He's always been sickly, and the past two years he's developed six new disorders, with the last one being lupus. He's in a decent amount of pain and the treatment for lupus can possibly damage his kidneys. So it looks like I'll have to put him to sleep soon. The thought of doing so is heartbreaking, as I've had him since he was two months old and fit into the palm of my hand. It's been an honor and a joy to have spent the last 13 years with him, and a great life lesson as well. I feel blessed that the fates allowed him to spend his lifetime with me.

So thats what Im going to be dealing with in the next month or so. Do you all have any stories of pets you've lost?

i would post a picture of ivan, but blogger wont upload photos from my ipad, lol

I'm Back!

A lot has happened in these few months I haven't been blogging regularly. Some I'll talk about here, some I won't. But, since it's my life, it's always interesting, lol. So, please keep coming back to get the haps!

It Had To Be Done

Well, I'm back ladies and gentlemen, and I have my dear ex-husband to think for that! You see, hes friends with one of my friends On Facebook and today I decided to be bad and check out his profile. Yeah, it's not private. Its his lack pf privacy that made it able to see what he had written about me just this month. They weren't nice things and his dumbass best friend decided to chime in as well. Welp Michael, I decided to bring back this oldie but goodie, so go fcuk off!

Ok, perhaps it didn't, but Little Lola's feeling a wee bit vindictive today, so I'm going to do this anyways.

Readers, I was once married. I once had a husband. He was a fellow with whom I had a torrid relationship in high school, hooked up with again in college, and decided to elope with. This was a vary bad decision. He was/is not a good man. He has a horribly low character and hardly any morals of which to speak. He was/is a player, con artist, habitual liar, and white collar criminal. I believed his hype, was blinded by what was (at the time) the best sex of my life, and decided to marry him.

During our relationship this man mentally abused me, physically abused me, isolated me from family and friends, and stole from my grandparents. Because of this, when I divorced this man, I decided that I did not want him in my life in any way. Something that, at times, isn't that easy to do. Hes friends with the family of one of my friends (why, I don't know), and lives in a neighborhood next to mine (my old 'hood). I also see him around town a lot, as he doesn't have a car and takes public transportation around the city. But, unfortunately, hes found a way back into my life via the Internet.

No, he doesn't have this blog address (at least, I don't think - God I hope not). But, in an effort to up my readership, I joined MySpace.com, and thats where he got me. This man started sending me email, and flooding that page with comments. If he weren't a giant asshole, this wouldn't be a problem. But he is. And no matter what I do, he has a problem with it. He'll make snarky comments that start out well, but end badly, like:

"Good picture of you. I know I know. You don't wanna talk to me. It's cool. I certainly understand. I screwed you pretty fuckin' bad. You are soooo cool L, I guess I wanted to see how you were doin'. You sure are aging well, seriously. LOL "

Currently, he is pissed off that I'm ignoring him. I do not respond to any of his email, and even made my page private. But that only makes him madder.

I ran into him by chance this past Saturday while I was shopping in upper Northwest DC. I was exiting a parking lot and about to cross the street. He said:

"Oh, you know I'm going to say something to you, right?"

"I'm sure you are"

"I see you're driving the same car" (an interesting comment, as I bought the car waaay after I divorced him) "Oh, so you're not going to say anything? Well, nice talking to you L."

When I logged on to MySpace the following day, I got this in my inbox:

"you need to let it go, I swear

I cannot believe you actually wouldn't speak to someone you were married to. I was rollin' offa that there, I tell you. "

But that's not the kicker! Like a Nosey Nelly, I went to check out his page (he makes at least one a day, emailing me from different names). I was just browsing around when I found this motherfucker put me on his page! One example:

Heroes
my ex wives, for not killing me.Especially L.

THEN, as I'm looking at his pics - saw some of my niece and stepdaughter - I see that this motherfucker has captured a pic from MY page, and has it in his gallery! The caption reads:

ex wife #2

WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!?!!!!

Because turnaround is fair play, I have decided to go there, and I therefore dedicate the following paragraph to my ex-husband, Michael Harkins.

Dickhead, I'm very sorry that my ability to pick up and move on without you infuriates you so much that you feel that you have to do whatever it takes to insinuate yourself into any part of my life, no matter how minute it is. I'm sorry you cant move on, even though I divorced you in 1994. The fact that we were married didn't matter much to you when we were, so don't expect it to mean anything to me now. After this post, I'm going to continue on as I had before. Knowing you, you'll do the same. Fuck you jackass.

As a Public Service Announcement (and since he decided to blow me up on his page), Ive decided to tell my readers a little about my ex-husband, in the hopes that it will save some poor, unsuspecting woman in the future.

Name: Michael James Harkins, Junior
Location: U Street/Cardozo area, Washington, DC
Employment: He apparently works in food service in the Mazza Gallerie area of town
Sexual Orientation; Says hes straight, but sleeps with both women and men
Drugs/Diseases: Hes had a variety of Sexually Transmitted Diseases. He has an addictive personality and has been addicted to food, alcohol, and almost any narcotic substance he can get his hands on. When I left him in 1994, he was doing crack.
Criminal Background: Has been in prison for a variety of offenses, but the last few have been credit card fraud. And below, you'll find his pic:


I know. I know you readers are thinking I shouldn't sink to his level; that I should stay over and above like I have in the past. But dammit, I'm only human and I have my limits! this fucker keeps pushing and pushing me, when all I want is to be left alone. So, Michael, here's a dose of your own medicine. And no, there wont be any sugar to help it go down easier. Go to hell.

Question of the Conference

So, the question of the conference here at Blogalicious 2011 is...what is the best thing youve gotten out of the conference thus far?

my answers far are:

-I really enjoyed the break-out session on using social media for social good.

and

-Networking.

What are your answers thus far?