A Tantrum Fit for a Mofo

What up fam?

For the past few days I've been trying to come up with a funny knee slapping HEE-larious type of blog..but I just haven't been in the mood to laugh. Why Meik? Glad you asked.

I'm not even sure how to put this into words without all the Bible thumpers, and Prayer Warriors coming out the woodworks.. but lemme preface it with this: SHUT UP..I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT.. its my blog and ill whine if i want to.

Lately as I approach yet another birthday in less than a month, I'm faced with the same thing that I promised myself wouldn't happen this year.. SINGLE, CHILDLESS, in a JOB that I'm not sure I can go anywhere with, and eh well that's enuff ain't it? Throw in the mix some parents that are itching for a son in law and some grand kids and I'm left feeling like a failure at times.

I take a step back, look at my group of "friends and acquaintances" and I realize: I'm tired of being happy that they got married, had ANOTHER kid, got the romantic nite of their lives, got engaged, met someone special, got a new job, got an opportunity of a lifetime..hell, I could go on and on.. but you get the point. I CANT DO IT ANYMORE. I just want the tables to turn ..JUST ONE TIME!!! Is that so much to ask??? Every time I swear I'm done with baby showers, and weddings another one of you mofos come with the "hey I got good news....."

Now before you get it twisted..don't come at me with the "well what are you doing to make it happen?" Child please.. there's only so much a person can do.. I mean hell, I can't make a mofo like me..I can't make a mofo date me, I can't make a mofo want to work around my crazy azz work schedule, I can't make a mofo give me a job if it's not meant for me, and I can't shove a screenplay down someones throat that don't wanna read it, and I dayum sho can't make a mofo read a blog... So when I tell you I have exhausted all avenues over the years that I know how to get to what I want. trust me.. just cuz I don't blog, tweet, facebook, or text, or call a mofo about it doesn't mean I haven't been behind the scenes hustling..

((insert Bible thumpers and prayer warriors response and promptly ignore cuz I dont wanna hear it today))


What brought this mini tantrum on might you ask? oooooh I don't know.. finding out that every person you know seems to be progressing in life and I seem to be stuck in a pit of quick sand mighta done it.

Don't get me wrong, I'm blessed I realize that.. but again..its my blog and I'll whine if I want to.

All I want is to write, and be in love. That simple. The end.

There's one thing tho that I try to remember a good friend once told me: If you wear a size 7, and that opportunity is a size 6.. you can't fit into that..its not for you. Keep pushing forward til you find that size 7.

End of tantrum.. well this portion of it..

Until Later..
Meik