Damn, y’all. It’s been almost a year since I’ve written anything. A lot has gone down since that last post, personally. I’ve kind of come full circle, back to where I was when I first started this blog–jobless. I stopped writing because of the craptastical job I got to save me from my previous state of “not getting money”, so since I don’t have that job anymore, I figured I might as well take another stab at this writing ish.
It’s kind of ironic because last month, I decided to delete my old Twitter account, shut down my old blog completely, and kind of disappear off the face of the Internet. Seemed like a good idea, since I wasn’t writing online and I figured I wouldn’t be able to start up again. About a week after I did all that is when got laid off. Again. Now, I had been planning to not be working full-time by the time spring semester started in January so I could attend school full-time. I did not plan to accomplish that by being laid off (although, to be real, I saw the demise of that company coming a mile away). Welp. Sometimes we have to swerve off the freshly paved highway of life onto a rocky ass dirt road lined with stank cow farms to get where we’re going.
Last time around I decided I was going to occupy a particular niche, but I’m done with that. I realized that I really can’t be limiting myself to one topic, because that discourages me from writing. So, the blog is back to what it was in the beginning: a mishmash of the personal and political, with a dash of salt.
Well, maybe a heaping cup of salt. I’m old now.
Anyway, that’s why the name and location of the blog changed. I found that some people were turned off by my chronic turnt-upedness, so I’m repping for the ratchet feminists out there. Because, you know, turn down for what?
I’m actually way better off now than I was in 2010 when I started this. I got my brain right, I’m finally living with my man & heavy in love, I’m older and wiser, and I’m healthier in general. I’m more grateful for what I have and what I don’t. I say things like what I just said and don’t roll my eyes afterwards as if I just saw an inspirational quote posted on Facebook. Oh, and I realize I need to not be on Facebook because that sends my sodium level sky-high. But I can handle Twitter. On Twitter, at least the ignorance has to be limited to 140 character bursts. So I recreated my Twitter account and I’m starting from scratch.
This is finals week, so I’m busy with all that until after Saturday. After that, though, I have some articles for Bitch in the works, and I’m going to try to update this thing more often than once a year. If you want to check on me, follow me on Twitter or click the “subscribe” link.
Catch y’all later.