Stupid racist

I was just remembering a stupid bitch from the hotel this past weekend and decided to blog all over her!

The hotel had 3 rooms left to sell due to it being jazz fest weekend. It's always a busy weekend for every hotel from Cincy to Dayton. Anyway, dude rolled up and needed a room and we were one of the few hotels that had any rooms left to sell. Old dude was every bit of 80 and his little white trash girlfriend was in her mid thirties. It was clear that she had herself a sugar daddy but who am I to judge? As I am getting their info in the system she tells me they have a dog. I tell her that's fine, the hotel is pet friendly. She looks over and sees a black dude and his 3 children looking at a list of movies. She looks at me and tries to keep her voice down and says, "Oh, my dog is racist. She does not like black people." What the fuck did she expect me to say? Oh, I will be sure to keep all black people away from your little racist dog.  She thought she was funny and clearly she was just a stupid ignorant bitch!

Dogs do not have the capacity to be racist. Racism is socially caused and no where near correlated with ANIMALS! She had the nerve to blame her own racism on her dog. If you would even make such a statement, then you are a racist. It may be aversion racism or blatant racism; either way she was a racist.

Below is the closet pic on google images that I could find that kind of looks like her:

 Well, maybe minus the meth sores, but I am sure they are to appear soon. 

This B got me all pissed off! I hope she enjoys her wonderfully sexy 80 year old boyfriend and I take great pleasure in knowing that she is probably judged as much as her "dog" is prejudice!! SAB!!

Here's to happy blogging!

Well, this should be interesting. I have a serious case of the 'now whats'. What's a now what, you ask? Look it up, but I think I just made it up.

So, I just finished my final exam and I am officially a college graduate. I always imagined this day in my head to be that of one in which I am elated with joy and I would actually witness stress leaving my body. I am extremely proud of myself that I actually accomplished a goal, especially one that I never really believed I could or would complete. I just figured that I will believe it when I see it. Well, I have spent the past 8 years of my life juggling school somewhere into my constant busy schedule. I never left home without my backpack in the slight chance that I might get stuck in traffic and need to read a chapter... who does that? My face seemed to always be in a book. I even realize that I probably neglected my children, at times, trying to study or write a paper. There was ALWAYS a deadline that was in my mind. 

I may have been too serious about my studying habits, but I felt that I had something to prove. I was a high school drop out and I had to prove to myself that I was, not only smart enough to graduate college, but to graduate with honors. Was it really necessary? Probably not, but what is done is done. And, I am finito, burrito! And after 8 years of constant stress, worry and endless hours of studying I feel a little lost. I truly feel like, now what?

No more back pack, that's cool, it was starting to stink. No more studying, that's cool, I was over that freshman year. No more papers, note taking, PowerPoint, parking, stressing, ass-kissing, waiting in line for books, and my personal favorite... no more phone calls to the financial aid office that will take up to 2 hours. I am over all of these things but I really don't know what to do without these things. They have become my life and as much as I have bitched and moaned it seems that I grew accustom.

And, so here I blog! Blogging has always been something that I have wanted to try but my response every time was, "I don't have time". I am hoping this will help with my now whats! I guess we will see. I have always wanted to write a book and I think this will help bring back some much needed creativity into my life. Here's to happy blogging.... still learning the ropes.