Friday, December 30, 2005

Didn't we almost have it all...?

2005 is coming to a close…thank Gawd! A bitch hasn’t been this eager to see a year end in...well, a year.
2 cups coffee with Splenda (my ass should by stock) and a healthy dash of 1% organic milk, 1 Claritin, 2 Sudafed and cigs…

This bitch is feeling rather mellow. My New Year’s Eve festitude plans are in place…money for a cab, plenty of bottled water for post festitude cleansing and yummy grease based goodness in the fridge for post festitude feasting.

Didn’t we almost have it all?
Every New Year a bitch updates my catalogue of fantabulous people, otherwise known as my phone book. There are always some folks who don’t make it over into the new one. Shit, my ass is notorious for falling out of contact…accidentally on purpose.

A bitch is, after all, a bitch.

Friends become acquaintances then distant associates…and then they become a memory search. Who the fuck is this? Oh yeah! Whatever.

When love was all we had worth living?

The same is true of former loves. Historically, this bitch ends relationships with extreme clarity…it is over, we are not on good terms and you will regret having fucked this shit up for the rest of your natural life. So, when a bitch was going through my phone book and came across my former love thang, it was a shock.

The ride with you was worth the fall my friend.

We never had that final moment, or white-out would have been utilized swiftly. We tried to remain friends only to find that our conversations clearly avoided anything personal and soon became too formal to stand. Having missed a birthday (a bitch honestly forgot), Thanksgiving and the holidays…well, this bitch is finally removing a certain name from my phone book.

Loving you made life worth living.

R. isn’t to blame for all of what went wrong. Shit, a bitch played my part in making it all go to shit. But it has been over for several years and, being not worthy of space in my heart, R. is certainly not worthy of space in my catalogue of fantabulous people!

Fair thee well, R.! Be blessed and try not to be a complete shit most of the time.


Didn’t we almost have it all?

Oh, fuck you Whitney Houston. A bitch needs to stop listening to soft rock...


brother said...

A quick note to say thanks for your comment last week...

All the best for happiness and success in 2006!

Take care,

Maven said...

Not only should you stop listening to "soft rock," but also "known crackheads." I mean that in the best way possible, of course:)

May 2006 be utterly fantabulous and full of potential for all of us, ABB; and may we never, ever, for the sweet love of the baby Jesus, EVER, see Ms. Whitney popping Bobby Brown's zits on national television!

Shark-Fu said...

Hahahah! Lawd have mercy! But damn that child could sing back in the day.


Right back atcha about 2006!

Dixie said...

"Oh, fuck you Whitney Houston. A bitch needs to stop listening to soft rock..."

That line alone quite possibly topped off my whole year! Heh!

May your 2006 be more fabulous than you could ever imagine!

Anonymous said...

Happy New Year ABB!

I n g e r said...

Good cleansing ritual--well done. Happy new year, ABB!

Maidy said...

Great post, Shark. I'd clean out my address book 'cept I have all of my info on my Pocket PC. The one with a dead battery. The one that, when I plugged it in to recharge, lost all information.

So, no cleaning needed here! Now I have to go buy me one of them old fashion "jot it down on paper with pen" address books. Hell, I hope I can remember half those addresses let alone the phone numbers.

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