basement was lit

I remember when I was younger and the big ass desktop computer was in my parents’ basement. This was dial up 56k internet times. The internet access depended on my parents’ phone use. So…when I was on the computer and couldn’t get to Limewire to get the latest tracks (y’already knoe [emphasis on the e] I was on my burning CDs typa high school DJ hookup vibe)…I would either listen to the 10% downloaded songs to hype myself up. Or I would play some computer games. Hmm I remember when I didn’t even have any CD games yet. So ya, limited options.

The usual game I would open was Solitaire. Man. I fkn loved that game. I used the one when you only draw one card, but sometimes I’d be adventurous and try the 3 cards draw. I think I would open Minesweeper from time to time, but I never understood the point? What were we supposed to do, and to what end? When I thought I did understand, I soon realized I was fooled. So I stuck to Solitaire.

Confession: I currently have it on my phone and have periods where I’m obsessed, thinking I’ll beat the computer. My current highest score is like 21,000 something, but I think it was luck? And yes. I only draw 1 card. Your lil bitch ass can judge me if you want!!!

Is solitaire a game we truly can get “good”, “skilled”, “advanced” at? Am I a fool for believing so? Although, nothing like a game of solitaire to humble you down real quick. Let’s be real, we can’t beat the genius computer. Don’t come and burst my bubble to tell me we can. This lil confidence is bringing me places.

I love my canopy bed

When I was a kid, I dreamed about having a canopy bed and imagined feeling like a princess. My fave Disney movies were Cinderella and Anastasia, but I also had a weird affection for Mars Attacks!? Irrelevant.

Fast forward 20 years later, and I am now laying my canopy bed I purchased (emphasis to flex the independence I was desperately craving as a teen with strict Haitian parents). I put string lights on top, it’s so cute. I’m not looking to be no princess tho. Fun-but not so fun-fact, I have an analog VHS tv in front of my bed, where I actually watched Mars Attacks! in french, just 2 weeks ago. I was dying of laughter at the absurdity, non-sense, and all the actors I recognized. Turns out I still lurveee it.

Pls tell me you love my random ass post titles? Just talking shit. I love it.

What I learned by going grocery shopping: it's a sport.

My mom’s a nurse. Growing up, she’d be kinda strict around getting us sweets. You know what? scratches chin I think that also has to do with her own mom owning a candy shop, resulting in her young self getting a bunch of cavities…cuz she would fall asleep with her mouth full of candy. Did I say too much? Oh well. So yeah, no Pop Tarts, Fruit-O-Long, or Dunkaroo’s never made it to our pantry. I had to get it from friends at school. I remember thinking they were so cool, with all da goodass snacks. Poor things, I can only imagine opening up a Dunkaroo’s and having 5 people asking you for a cookie. Who do you say no to? So much pressure at such a young age.

Can I get JUST get the muhfkn point? I know, I know. The point is here, and I am there. I honestly just wanted to say that I just had Fruit Loops for dinner. I’m still hungry, so I shouldn’t call that a dinner. Basically, I had a snack for dinner.

I should have started by saying that I literally just went grocery shopping a few hours ago, and I am WAY too tired to go cook up some shit. The grocery bags are still full, on the floor, by the door. I feel like I still haven’t recovered from a workout, and that I need to take a nap to feel alive, but it’s already midnight, so perhaps I should go to bed and wake up hungry and then eat x10.

As you can tell, my thoughts - mind, body, and soul = ALL OVER THE PLACE. Working out will do that for you, I tell ya.