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I'm feeling a little raw today.
It's one of those can a sista get ahead, catch a break, feel some love, get a hug, a genuine hey how you doin' with no pretense of needing something on the back end of that hello you just gave, can a sista get something other than a fuck you?



I'm feeling a little raw today.
I get up every day and stretch. I said I get up every day and I stretch as I try to break the sleep off of me. Then my smile at thanking God for another day begins to fade as the realities of what my day entails begins to unfold around me.



Get up, quit hitting that snooze. The job you hate but pays your bills you have to get to. What do I do, I get there late. Is it on purpose, am I really that much of a slacker? No, I have crowism in the morning. It doesn't have to be shiney or new, it just has to divert my attention for a second that turns into minutes. I'm LATE! Zoom, zoom I race to work. I'm here. Take this call, do this, do that, can you, can you, can you? Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes and an extra yes for good measure.



Did you hear what I said?

I'm feeling a little raw today.



FICA has been in my business since I was 15 and now The Terminator is in my business too. What they want with me? Can I get a dinner, a dance, some flowers or something before you play massa and slave with me?



If you still ain't feeling me, I SAID

I'm feeling a little raw today.



I've spent a hundred thousand dollars and then some teaching myself to teach. I'm all done but the jobs are scarce and even if I'm hired, I'll be the first fired. I throw my head back and laugh at that. I laugh a long hardy laugh. Follow the rules, do this, do that, you teach them poor lil chil'rens o'er dere cause we don't know what to do with all the different shades of brown but uh check this out, after you prove to us that you can follow OUR rules do what WE say give us all YOUR money can you teach them brown shades for free?



I'm feeling a little raw today.



Gas is high, mortgages are high, hair processing is high, interest rates are high, my weight is high, my blood pressure is high, my sugar is high, my chloesterol is high, my pisstivity is high...hell I wish I was high -- on a mountain top.



High in the heavens, enjoying what God has given me; whatever, wherever so I don't have to



feel a little raw today.

Wish I was allergic

When you are allergic to something, you avoid it like it's the plague. For instance, I'm allergic to alligator pears. I get this strange taste in my mouth and I feel like I'm going to hurl everything I've eaten in the last week and pass out at the same time. So when I'm eating out I ALWAYS make sure there is no avo in my food, no guacamole, NONE of it! Sometimes to punctuate my allergy I tell the waitress/waiter that I will own the place after I finish suing if there is any in my food. What? I say it with a smile. I'm never a bitch about it, hell I don't want my server "contaminating" my food in any fashion. I'm even good about policing for others too. I have a student that can't have red dye, I check every single edible thing he is handed and he helps me check too. Even things I don't know he has, he'll come to me and say, "Miss J, dis has wred dye in it." He's in first grade cut the baby some slack, with his cute little freckled self. lol My cousin has food allergies and I find it funny that sometimes when she's questioning the waitress/waiter about something she wants to order, I watch them grow annoyed with her. That's when I get pissed and make it clear that she has an extreme food allergy and they BETTER get it right! Big dummy Lamont! Not everyone that questions the menu is being difficult, DUH! See I just get really sick (or my throat itches and swells a lil) she could die.

People with food allergies are on top of their game, we stay away, stay away, stay away but often times there are people in our life that are like the plague but we do not stay away. Some we can't cause they're related. So there will always be some kind of family gathering where you have to be around that person or persons. But those that we aren't related to, especially the ones that might have carried the title of boy/girlfriend, significant other, lover these are the ones that we might be allergic to but can't seem to stay away from, why the hell is that?

I just got some bad news today. I need a hug, just a long tight hug, no words and the person I'm allergic to is the first person that came to mind. He is the only person to come to mind. What the hell, I'm allergic! I don't get hungry and say hmmm I want an avocado, honeydew, or cantalope. The truth of the matter is he knows me and he gets me. He calls me on my shit and I definitely ALL of his (good LAWD he's got A LOT). None of that matters though, I'm allergic. I'm allergic to him 100%. So now I need a hug because of the news I read today and because I'm allergic to my panacea. This is some bull! Dear Murphy's Law, you suck! Cause that's what this is a case of: allergies and Murphy's Law.

Wait, there is someone else. I'm not allergic but I wish I was. He's not allergic either but I wish he was. He doesn't want to be allergic but needs to be.

I think too much! First it was what I read, then it was my allergy and now it's what I need to be allergic too. I need to go to sleep, tomorrow is a new day.