QG Saves Me

So maybe once a month, mom and I take anything made with fabric and do it big at the laundromat. Comforters, pillows, sheets, towels, EVERYTHING. Yes we have a fully functioning laundry room in our house but washing and drying comforters alone makes the laundromat worth it.


As you can imagine, the population that most laundromats serve is...




yeah.

I overheard 3 too many conversations about what, "he had said 'bout you to Qwon an 'nem".

As a matter of fact, for those of you on twitr, I heard that "orientated" commercial at the 'mat.

Hampers and baskets full of paco jeans, doo rags, and team jordan tees.
Citi Trends' (or is it Trendz?) Spring 2009 Line, Baby Fat (yes, Fat) tattooed on jeans, and the bedazzled/grommetted/chain-linked top to match.

I sat there with the "mess with me if you want to" face as this guy rode up on his bike. Please kind sir, continue on your route to Pleasant City Estates. He pretended to ask the associate on duty a question:

"so... I can drop my clothes off and y'alla wash 'em for me?"

*eye roll*

Pissed I left my Podi in its dock at home, I sat and thought of how Lyds owes me big for making me do this by myself. Then I remembered...

My newly arrived magazine was in the car. With a huff, I left the "comfort" of the 'mat whose version of ventilation is opening the front and emergency door and got it from the front seat. I've never been so happy to see Justin Timb. "Hey there, boo. I can't wait to read you."

With new found swag, I took my seat by the pay phone, propped my feet on one of three baskets and read. How awesome was the letter from the editor? And can I talk about the model in the Ralph L BlackLabel ads?? I scoffed at the Siva Black Card and took notes from the All You Need to Know about Cologne column.

I don't even need to make a, "please don't try my life by breathing by me" face when I have my mag out :-)

I'm allowed one

After my hellish week (you guys don't even know the half of it) that culminated with the previous post, I think I deserve this.



Ode to Me

I am so pretty, I still look good donning hair rollers and a satin head scarf.

I take mundane GAP clothes and make them pop.

I make the color gray bright.

I am the perfect shade of browns.

I have great hair.

Braces are too cute on me.

Kinders ask their teachers if they can come "see what Ms. K is wearing cause she's the prettiest teacher at school"

All my friends are fly cause we're birds of a feather.

And to quote Ms. Nikki, "I'm so hip, even my errors are correct".



Meh. It only worked a little bit.

ouch

35 hours, axle boots, trans flush, arm, power steering flush, leg, rotated tires, a pint of blood, air filter, alignment, 1st born draft pick if its a boy...












$1081.41


Okay!!!! I don't want to play adult anymore! The towel has been thrown in!

Random Day

1. Ummm, I have FIVE pairs of Chucks.
Pink, Cream, Green, Yellow, Red.

Really, Stace?

The next number I have multiples of is 3. Then there are a lot of fraternal twins


2. I don't think I'm going to get tired of American Boi. Estelle is my GIRL! and you know I love 'Ye

3. I just found out an ex, the first boyfriend I had at FAM, passed away last week. Gastric bypass gone wrong. I was shocked, more so by how big he must have gotten to need gastric bypass.

4. I have to get my chronic sinusitis in order. Just found out my grand uncle and Ghanian godfather found multiple myelomas in his nasal cavity. He's been a long time sufferer of sinusitis.

5. I still can't open my mouth to its widest cause of what the ortho tech did to me and the resulting infection. I was almost in tears trying to eat a breakfast sandwich from Micki Dee's this past Tuesday

6. Last week, I was thinking if marriage is what Drew and I do on the weekends but everyday, I'm not sure I want that. Kinda boring.

7. I still don't know what the Poke feature on Stacebook means. Mini Me said it's to get someone's attention. the person who has been poking me EVERYDAY has my phone number and unlimited text... I don't know what the problem is.

8. My car has been at the shop since yesterday evening. You know how much money that thing is going to cost if its been getting worked on for 24 hours? Now I know they aren't working on it round the clock but damn! Where is my Tima?!

9. Diana Ross is my celebrity idol. I love her almost as much as I love MJJ. When I was younger, I used to fluff out my hair out and sing along to her videos; much to the dismay of Mom Dukes

10. Drew and I have challenged Dani and Shayne to a game night. Jam and Rah, Joy and Kesi, Patti and PHI, La and BOB, y'all are next in our Will and Grace-esque domination.

11. I am seriously going to have a coffee table book of children's art one day. It's like invented spelling without words. So straight to the point and literal. and don't let there be a caption like, "It is sunee. We can rid bix" (It is sunny. We can ride bikes. the long 'I' is tricky, as is the trailing 'y')

12. On the way home from work on Friday, I realized I only want one child. A girl with the prettiest name I can think of. But that can be lonely...

13. I really want a black Coach with gold hardware. This one. But she's too big for me. I cyber tried her on.

14. I think I might send myself some flowers on Friday. Naw, I'll just get some from Publicks.

15. I'm bored.

16. I'm waiting for 'Single Ladies' to come on the radio while Drew and I are in the car so I can abruptly ask Drew if/when he's going to put a ring on it. I think that would be an awesome ice breaker.

17. I need new music in my life.

18. I think I need a good cry. I feel like I'm on emotional auto-pilot

19. My bro is turing 25 this Thursday. I can't believe it. I hope 25 is as good for him as it was for me. Then there's the other side of 25...

20. I burst Jameil's bubble about going to the beach in Virginia in October and it was funny.


-log out-

Oh, Kids

In honor of Black History Month, my class made a mini book of May Jemeson. Four little pages that are appropriate for their age:

"Mae was the first black woman in space." and they color a space shuttle in space
"She is a doctor too." they color a picture of Mae with a stethescope and a patient
"Mae won lots of awards" they show trophies and certificates

In hindsight,


I really should've put her picture up on the presentation station while I was talking about her, kinders need visuals.








Guess how many children colored Dr. Jem BLACK? Like, the actual color BLACK? She looked like a halloween costume in her orange NASA suit!

One kid exclaimed, "Oh! She's not black! She's brown! Like me!"

Oh, the simpler days.

Today's Baby Step

AdeivK: you talk to your sister yet?

DreezyfBaby: nope.



*sigh*



Talking about moms, I lamented the fact I know nothing of his.

AvK: Will I get to meet your mom one day?

DfB: yes you will

AvK: do you think she'll like me?

DfB: I know she will

AvK: she'd just prefer I was Jewish, right?

DfB: yeah. Its this weird thing Jewish people do to preserve the religion. Jews have been persecuted since the begining of time and almost wiped out countless times, so people take marrying very seriously.

AvK: wait, its to preserve the religion and not the race? well, they lost that battle with you a long time ago. You don't even practice your religion so what difference will it make?

DfB: that's very true. only some 20% of American Jews practice. They are old school and they aren't American.

AvK: I suppose. I guess i'll go out and find me a nice Ghanian to bring home to my family.

DfB: daaaah.

Meh

I knew V-Day wouldn't be a big blowout cause the band had a show on SoBe and I knew that the surprise tix to see Jaz Sullivan, Mewsic and Nee-Yo on Wednesday were my V-day gift but still


St. Valentine's Day was wack.


I ended up not going to their show cause I knew that while couples from all over South Florida would be pouring into the club on 8th and Ocean, I'd be sitting on a couch watching Fashion TV. It was 10pm when I told Drew, "I'm not going" and he had a mini hissy fit.

"You don't want to be with me on Valentine's Day?!"

"I don't want to sit on a barstool for hours on Valentine's Day"

"But it's Valentine's Day!"

"Since when were you a stickler for holidays? Plus I won't be WITH you, I'll be watching you work. I'd rather stay here where I have a bed and the option to change the channel"

*shoulder shrug*

What?


We exchanged gifts the day before for some weird reason. I got a white gold bracelet. The top half looks like iced out lace. It looks like the estate jewelry I'm digging. Very pretty, can't wait to show it off.
He got a juicer and was sooooo geeked. Pineapple juice was the best. Kiwi was good and would taste awesome mixed with liq. We need to add lemon juice to the apple juice to prevent it from turning brown. It may taste good but, you do eat with your eyes too.


This weekend, I was supposed to talk to him about what I've been screaming on this blog (thanks Rashan lol). He shut down about his family. I told him I feel like he's hiding something from me and as his best friend, I'd really appreciate it if he told me what's going on. I got a borderline curt response. Okay....?

I expressed my anxiousness at turning 27 this May and what I'm going to do with my personal and professional life. Told him TX is out of the picture and he suggested moving to Broward. I told him, "I couldn't live here with you. This place is way too small. Plus, I'm not trying to be a roommate." His response? "If I wanted a roommate, I'd move in with Lawrence" (lead singer/friend. not real name) Okay. we're taking some baby steps here...

I'm so much better at writing. I think I'm going to send an e-mail. This talking thing is for the birds.

*

Seeing how Twitter isn't on my new page, another frat boy homie got engaged this weekend and there's a video on yootube....?!?!



*blank stare*



*eye roll*




Booooooooooooo.......

He's Got a Point...

In class, we are doing a unit on weather and seasons. During science, I ask the class to give me different kinds of weather:

"Rainy!" "Cloudy!"

"Partly Cloudy!" "Sunny!"

"Foggy!" "Windy!"

"Snowy!" "It doesn't snow in Florida!!"

"It snows in Georgia!" "And Virginia!"

Okay, they know what they're talking about! Granted, we choose the weather for day during calendar so it was just a matter of remembering what weathers they've seen. Learning at its finest.

We talked about how sky looks during each weather, what it feels like, something we can do, etc.

"You can fly a kite when it's windy"
"You can go to the beach when it's sunny!"
"You can play four corners when it's rainy!"

Okay, y'all know a lil sum'!! Now its time for seasons which is a harder concept to grasp.

"Who can name the seasons? There are only four of them."

"Winter"

then silence so I gave them a hint

"When its really hot outside, and you don't have school, its...

"Summer!"

This next answer came from my favorite boy.

Jordan, you have your hand up. What's another season?

"Basketball"

"Basketball seas-? You know what? You are so right"

SWAG

This one goes out to Dani

Y'all have seen my favorite movie, The Best man, right? T. Howard played Q, a lothario or charming futhermucker if you will... he got his skills from this one:

Adei walks into room quickly, adjusts the scarf over her scarred face. Places teacher bag on table and reads over agenda just passed to her.

Old (but still can get it) Spice: Boy, you a pretty little thing! They didn't have pretty teachers when I was in school! They were all big... ugly...

Adei (despite the pain to even think about cracking a smile): *giggling like a school girl* Now you need to stop!

Business at hand... discussing time, talents, and tithes...

OS: If I had a school aged child, I'd want him in your class, Adei. Or at least tutored by you

Adei: *batting eyelashes* Well, it is FCAT season

*Cue Old Spice commercial music*

is blood thicker than the color of water?

Written 2/15/08

so La had a post about family. her birth family and the one she chooses to have. i remember her comments on my blog when my brother and I were having a positively HEINOUS living experience and I have to say that b/c they're your family, doesn't mean you have to put up with them. in her most recent post, she noted that if a boyfriend was treating you horribly, you'd dump him so why not the family member? all for a little blood?


something you don't know.

recently, i told drew i needed some time to think about things within me, about him and about us. not a break-up, just a time to reflect and project. as you've read before, his family was a sore spot with me. read the post and come back. ummm, we talked yesterday and i found out some things.

his parents are very jewish and have the "don't bring a non-jewish girl home" thing going on.
they know what drew's doing and are not amused.
drew is basically disowned.

he hasn't talked to them since... spring '07 is what's coming to mind. i remember telling him to go hang with his peeps while my parents and I packed for ghana or something. he said, "yeah right. i'm going home". Its so funny how i didn't put 2 & 2 together... also, the time his sister came over and she was filling drew in on family biz. it didn't cross my mind that drew should know about his own parents, he should know that they are on vacation in Colorado


Its almost a year since I wrote hat post and I'm sad to say, not much has changed.

To be continued

Double Face

More like Two-Face.

I went to the orthodonitst last tuesday. The latest tech they had working on my mouth was a bit too rough for my taste and she ripped the corner of my mouth and stretched out my bottom lip. You know when someone's head is too big for a tee shirt? And the collar is all stretched out? That's how my bottom lip looked after getting a new bracket placed on my last molar. A bit painful, I meant to tell her about herself but she was called into the office and didn't come out for a while. I left it alone and made a note to request someone besides her next time I came; if she'd even be there next time.

Fast forward to Thursday. Slight discomfort in the region, nothing I didn't think a little vaseline wouldn't cure.

Friday after school, I have a headache and the corner of my mouth is really hurting now. I get an ice cube out of the fridge in my kitchen at school (kinders got it like that!) and pretty much hold it there 5 minutes on, 5 minutes off. By the time I get home from work/school, I notice a little bump has formed in the corner. By 7 pm, several bumps have formed and the area is getting hot. Must be a delayed allergic reaction to latex, powder, a chemical used to make latex gloves, something. damn that technician.

Saturday morning, its a little colony of bumps; the corner of my mouth has swollen to jellybean size and my lower right face is swollen. The area under my mouth, beside the jaw bone is tender to the touch and the inside of my lip on the right side is swollen.

Okay.
Attack mode.

benadryl p.o. (pill)
benadryl topical (cream)
Advil pm.

As the day progresses, the right side of my face gets more swollen (think someone put cotton balls in your cheek) and I only get more drowsy. Drew finds an urgent care clinic and didn't listen when I told him to call for directions. We get there and there is no clinic. Office space for lease. I pop some pills and sleep on my left side; the side I'm not used to sleeping on.

Sunday, we find another clinic and Drew calls this time...Apparently, its NOT an allergic reaction, but a full on viral infection. The ben was doing nothing but getting me drunk.

When techie ripped my mouth apart, "an otherwise latent virus that lives in all of us came forth from the trauma".

*blink blink*

So... if ole girl had been more careful with hers, I wouldn't be here?

Basically.


So I am home today cause my face is not as swollen as it was but the infection looks grosser than before. It would've been my worst nightmare to go to school with my face looking like this and have my kinders wonder and tell their parents some off the wall thing. "Ms. K's face was fat on one side and by her mouth, it looked like a she threw up but didn't wipe it off her face".

or something like that.

Plus, I can barely open my mouth and you can't be a kinder teacher who can't talk!!


You already know I went straight to the orthodontist this morning and let them know I will NOT be paying for next month. Between the clinic, the rx, and my day off, I need a month of treatment free. There is no need for me to have a different technician everytime I have an appointment! What kind of job turn around do you guys have?! If your practice is too big, scale it and the employees down some!


Yeah, I'm at home not able to open my mouth more than an inch wide unless I dare to re-rip my now healing cut. I have numbed the area with benzocaine film that makes the area turn weird gray, cream, and brown colors... real talk. I've eaten nothing but french fries and thinly sliced corndogs. I can only drink out of straws. Do you know what songs I've heard all day today?? *eye roll*

If I hear anything from paper trail again... I will pull a Chris Brown and punch someone dead in the face.


You'd think I use this time to catch up on some reading. I'm so not trying to finish The Plague with my right side looking the way it is. Oh well, tomorrow, I'm rocking the DVF scarf.



without the kool aid smile.

Heart to Heart

Pops and I went to dinner yesterday. Nothing extravagant; just Chicken Tropical... we were there for a good 2+ hours listening to the world music they had going on, people watching and of course, talking.

He touched on 3 subjects that have been on his heart.

He doesn't think me moving to TX would be the best for me... or him.
"In this economy, unless a school district is paying for your relocation, gives you a signing bonus AND finds your housing, I wouldn't feel comfortable you just upand heading to texas cause you 'love texas'". I graduated from Northeastern, up and left for Florida and was miserable. Mommy was pregnant with you in Boston and I was practically homeless in Florida. I don't want that to be you. I can't, in good conscience let you drive off to Texas without a plan. And I know you're paying off your credit card bills and you're helping out with Steph... Secure a job, think about it."

He wants to know what's going on with "Hollywood". I told him at the end of the school year, I'll either be in Hollywood or Texas.
"Have you discussed your concerns with Andrew? Have you even met his parents? Ok, they're super Jewish. We're super Ghanian! If his parents are the reason why things aren't progressing as fast as you thought they would, you guys need to talk about it. maybe you guys would be better as friends. I know you think you can just leave things at the end of the year but you need to talk to him. Guys don't think they way women do. He might think everything is okay and obviously, you don't. Tell him you have plans and goals for your life, you guys aren't 18, 19 years old so the dating thing is getting old. You're going to be 27, its not like you all don't know eachother, he's definitely welcome and comfortable with our family if his family isn't the same with you..."

my dad is too perceptive.

Plus, it seems my situation is the family topic. My uncle in New York wants to know if I need him to talk to Drew or if he should just go ahead and find someone else for me. No, thanks Uncle. *eye roll* as if I needed more pressure

Lastly, about 2 weeks ago, I broke down and told my dad how hurt I was by my brother when we were in Tally. I think I deleted those posts but some of you may remember what was going on. The shoe is on the other foot and bro asked me to do something for him. I did it cause that's the type of person I am but something Pops asked me opened floodgates on something I haven't talked about since Fall 2006. I was bawling about how a short 2 years ago, my own blood broke my heart and did me wrong. About how the tables have turned, about how if this was 2 years ago and I asked Bro to bring me something to eat, or borrow money cause I don't even have a quarter to make a call on a pay phone... my request would've met with a swift and harsh NO. I was sad cause I like to think that its all in the past but I two weeks ago it call came back like it was yesterday.

My dad wants us to be as tight as he and his siblings are. I can't see past 2 years ago. When I was at my lowest and needed the closest person to me, he damn near spat on me. I couldn't even call my family in West Palm to tell them I needed help. NO house phone, no cell phone and I wasn't allowed to use either one of Bros cells. He had two. He was throwing parties and making money and I was literally counting PENNIES to put gas in the car so I could make it to school and work.

You know what? I need to go. This isn't even about me and Pops anymore.

work in progress

I cleaned out much of the juvenile trash of yesteryear; all that stuff I was talking about when I realized I needed a new blog but didn't know how to get one I just tidied up a bit 'round here. 2005 and I think 6 are gone unless its a post with pictures in it. I love pictures.

Stars have always been my thing. Sirius reminds me of Christmas/Jesus cause it what people use to depict the star the wise men and shepards followed to find Him. That's who I need to find as well.

Sirius is also music at its best. What you want, when you want it, wherever you are.

*

So. Drew and I were making plans for V-Day which was going to be D-Day for him. I kinda let him know how he dropped the ball TWICE over the holiday season every chance I get and its ALMOST running joke how he'll do something before or after a special day. We were going to spend the V-Day/Pres Day 3 day weekend in Orlando but duh! 3 day weekends are the WORST time to go to a theme park! And it's v-Day weekend?! I wasn't to geeked about that idea before I realized it was a 3 day weekend. Wasn't trying to be around hella couples making magic happen at Disnee while we're waiting to ride the tea cups. I don't want Diz to have a bad taste in my mouth as "the place where Drew SHOULD'VE done something but didn't." So we nixed that idea.

Then we were thinking key west.
St. Pete for the Dali Museum.
St. Aug., the oldest city inthe U.S.A
Cape Canav. eventhough a rocket would've launched the day before

We finally decided on staying in town and doing it big. Hair done, Fairchild Gardens, new exhibits at the museums and a top notch restaurant we haven't been to yet.

The band just got notice from the club the played at this past Saturday that the owner/manager would like them to play weekly...





Starting Valentine's Day.


*with the exception of my adopted star, the rest of y'all b!tches are aligned against me*


Yeah... it looks like Dreezy dream of NOT doing anything special on a specific day has come true. I'll keep you posted.

the weekend wrap-up

so Friday took forever to get here but it finally did!! I stayed at work much longer than planned b/c it was our principal's birthday and we had to go to the media center to sing to her and eat cake. I'm a fan of publix cake, but not when I want to get out of here with the quickness!! I knew I was taking a reverse half day (come in at 1130am) on Monday so I needed my plans done and on my desk before I went anywhere! Clearly, singing to someone I don't care for wasn't in my plans for Friday afternoon. Whatever the case, it was all done, made it home to shower and pack for the weekend. Dani called to tell me she and her boo are on their way to pick me up so we can ride to the s-telle and JL concert when mom dukes came out the woodwork with, "don't forget to do the bathroom. you didn't do it last week." yeah, giving TWO large dogs a bath kinda kills my bathtub cleaning mood, sorry. I told Dani abt that and she made my side split with a similar story abt her M.Dot.


"I know you're going to prom but can you sweep the front porch right quick?"

Really Moms? That's how we get down?


Anyway, we make it there listening to a mix of Raph (who didn't show up :-<), S-telle, and Johnny Boy. Meet up with the Drewski and go to our seats. John's backup singer opened the show. he sounds JUST.LIKE.JOHN. Come to find out, it's his brother. Cool.

S-Telle is next and she rocks it of course. Drew loves her now. Her Brit wit and language had him cracking up the whole time and he being the hypercritical engineer thinks her voice is awesome. We both noticed that her band was HORRIBLE. Drummer over played and you couldn't hear the guitar half the time. oh well,

her hour set was followed with a 20 minute break for JL's stuff to come out. Before you know it, this cinematographic masterpiece of JL as a boxer is coming from a big screen. So he's a fighter now? Black and white with a red pop of color here and there. He's throwing punches and jabbing left and right... then "HOLLA HOLLA HOLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He comes swagging* down the aisle and hops on stage to "Maybe, its me. Maybe I bore you"...

I was geeked.

GEEKED!

Singing at the top of my lungs and whatnot; so excited! Johnny rocked for 2 hours. He played a bit of EV.REE.SONG he has!

EVERY SONG?!

every song.

My fave? Sh.e Don't Have to K.now. I have no idea what it is about that song but I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think I annoyed the dude in front of me using my full singing voice in ALL its potential and glory.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.hhhhhhhh! Stealing momen.ts just to beee with yooooou"...

*catches breath*

YES, JOHN! SANG, JOHN!!

This man was great. I have so much more love for him now! Now I see what all the white people were fawning about!

Oh you didn't know who his fan base is? Can I tell you who was MOBB DEEP at this concert?!

This guy Drew and I called J.Cru. Picture your stereotypical yuppie; probably pretends to be a vegetarian, drives a jetta but talks about getting a prius; blue eyes, collared shirt under a sweater vest, blond crew cut with the slightest frosting... sang right along with John the whole night.

THE WHOLE NIGHT.

every single word, ad libs, runs...

but then there was this guy who I called russian bad guy. he looked like an eastern european goon. weird buzz cut, crooked teeth, putin without the prestige. red track jacket (commie) having the TIME OF HIS LIFE! Oh my gosh, I was throughly amused between the two. But then there was a middle aged well dressed woman who pulled out her lighter and was rocking back and forth, the old couple who looked like they were going to the opera, the vast array of white people from all walks of life who were in that piece, singing along to whatever JL threw at them!! It was great.

That was Friday.

Saturday, your girl was bummed out the whole day. I felt so unfab and didn't want to do anything but wallow in self-pity. I passed on the tube dress and wore tight blue jeans, brown calf-high boots and my quilted express jacket to match. I still looked good even though I felt like ish. Drew and crew played and I sat there with the, "Don't approach me" face the whole night. Luckily, fashion tv was on and I watched fashion shows and fabulous people sitting in the 1st row. It bummed me out a bit and then I got over it with aspirations to sit front row at a fashion show one day.


Sunday, I did lesson plans. We went to tarrget with plans of getting a juicer so i can make lemonade, a grater so i can make eggrolls, and rice cooker so drew can make rice, and some sponges so i can wash dishes. yeah, we got nothing. at hole foods, i got some crab meat and pink shrimp to make this dish i saw in tyler florence's cookbook... yeah, must get jumbo lump crab meat. apparently, if its not clearly labeled as such, you'll get a shredded mess of crab. my dish tasted good but looked a mess. and we're not going to talk about he garlic bread i attempted to make from scratch... i can't deal with bread stuff. i can toast bagels and that's it. and even then, i'll lose one bagel in the bag to burning. *face*

I barely watched the superbowl. slept on and off thru-out the whole thing. saw larry make the touchdown run with 56 secs left and thought cards had it. drew woke me up less than a minute later to tell me the steelers won. boooooooooooooooooooo!!! i am happy for the local boys (holmes, boldin, mcfadden, etc) who made it there :-)


and today is monday monday. TTYL


* so John comes out in black pants, black button down, cream tie and cream track jacket. with fingerless gloves. he has this new machisimo that I found hard to believe for much of the show. plus every 30 min, he took of a piece of clothing! really john? what happened to the piano geek we fell in love with? and did you really tuck your undershirt wifebeater in? what's with the buff body? I asked Dani if he bought some swag to go with his fingerless gloves... he is such a star now! calling chicks to come on stage and grind on them...!! REALLY, JOHN?! Whatever floats your boat. i still think you're gay