I've Been The Needle and The Thread. Weaving Figure Eights and Circles Around Your Head - Maroon 5

Every Saturday, I'm gonna post some random ish that's been roaming through my head or I have come across during the past week.

1. I miss my sister. :o( I miss her company. She's outta town for a week and I'm all alone. And this is only Day 1. Shame! Didn't realize it until when I came back from work today and it was complete silence. Usually, when I come home and she's home before me I'm greeted with either of the following:

• Music blasting (and I mean BLASTING!!!) through her door. Right now, she's currently listening to Adele and Lady Gaga. I recently put her on Drake. So when the music is playing, she's singing along. Unfortunately, she does not possess a lovely voice. lol. So, I'm always like "Hey, I don't think they asked for backup."



• Her on the phone. Never fails. Never. She's loved, I guess. Or she talks too much. Whichever comes first. And y'know what else never fails? Anytime I go to her room to chat or whatnot, her phone rings. Always. She even started noticing it. It's like the some kinda random force is not permitting us to have a sisterly moment. Weird.



• Her bothering me. Incessantly. "I can be such an annoying lil' sis..." Uh...you think?



• Surfing the web. Usually, it's what's going on in the celebrity gossip blog circuit. She's always telling me bout YBF and Mediatakeout. Tried...failed. I rather be on TMZ. At one point, it was Perez's site until I realize he's a prick. If a celebrity doesn't grant him an interview or doesn't care much for him, he becomes a complete ass towards that person. He's weird. Oh sorry, this is bout my sis, right? Let's continue...



• Giving herself a fashion show. She's so into fashion. Thank goodness she knows her stuff. And I'm not being biased, either. The girl is a straight-up fashionista. Anytime she comes up with a new outfit outta her closet, she shows it (off) to me. She's trying to go for that whole "it-only-took-5-minutes-to-get-this-look" look. Being creative (and still stylish) under a limited time. All I can say bout her progress...she's trying, sha. lol.

2. I'm still puzzled as to why Jamie Foxx performed "Blame It" on "American Idol" this past Wed. If I recalled, "American Idol" is still a family show. Acutally, I'm puzzled as to why the AI gave him the go ahead to sing that song. Last week it was the meek little Hannah Montana chick. Fine. That's fits the program. But "Blame It (On the Alcohol)? C'mon. I mean, little kids are watching this stuff. And you got Foxx bouncing around stage, his voice possessed with the vocoder while such lovely lyrics like, "Fill another cup up. Feelin' on your butt, what?" and "Then my pants got bigger. She already knew what the figure..." are being filled in the air. What is that poor 8 yr old girl/boy thinking during all this? "Mommy, why is he blaming it on the goose? Does a goose really make him loose? That's weird." or "What is a Patron?" Now, don't get me wrong. It's a bangin' joint. It is one of those songs that I will never get tired of. But I just felt it was a tad bit inappropriate for AI. I will say, though, Jamie was a great mentor.

3. I love my boobs. But the disadvantage of having big boobs is having no ass whatsover. Just the other day, my lovely (and sorely missed) sis, while standing behind me gasped. "You have no butt. Like none." *pause* Then it came to her like a revelation: "OMGOSH, you have NO ASS, WHATSOEVER!!! Why? How? Why?" *le sigh* Thanks Captain Obvious, cause y'know, I wasn't aware of this fact for the past 2@ years!!! Geez. I dont' know where my body shape came from. It's not from my mom's side cause all the females got some junk in the trunk. And it's not from my dad's side cause all the females have some ample bums. Was I adopted?

4. YouTube Find of the Week:

0:00-0:13: Absolute genius. It took me like several tries before I could FINALLY pass the 0:13 mark and watch the whole video. I was just laughing too freakin' hard. Their hearts were in the right place but then again, maybe it wasn't.

*SPOILERS AHEAD. I REPEAT: SPOILERS AHEAD!!!*

5. Watched "X-Men Origin: Wolverine". Pretty darn good. Not really a action-packed-based-off-a-comic type of girl but I had to watch something to erase "Obsessed" from my memory. Note: 2 for 1 special. ;o) Anywho, in the early part of the movie, they decided to do some action shots in Lagos, Nigeria. I'm like, oh man, here we go with the horrible Naija accents. All the Hollywood folks has to do is send out a casting call that states: REAL NIGERIAN ACTORS NEEDED!!! It's not that hard. So, why do they insist on hiring Jamaicans and forcing them to produce correct Naija accents...and failing miserably? It's mind-boggling, really. There's this one scene where Wade (Ryan Reynolds, who by the way, is becoming such a buffed hottie) is having this back and forth convo with this Naija dude. In this language that I can not for the life of me decipher. I whispered to my friends (who are Yoruba), "Yo, translate this for me." "Huh? That's not us. You sure that's not your uncle speaking?" "What-ev-er. Dude is giving us that hardcore Yoruba, folks." At that moment, the Naija dude in the movie started pleading, "Chineke! Biko..." My face goes stoic. My friends turned to look at me with huge smiles on their faces. "Ha! Told you that mess wasn't Yoruba! Dag, you don't even know your own language?!" What I don't know is that excuse of a language those two characters were blowing. Cause that mess was NOT Igbo. I don't care what anyone says.

I'm out like the hot weather this DC area was experiencing for a minute. Thank goodness! > 80 degrees makes Ms. Royal Reigns a very irritated soul. Between 65-80 degrees, I'm cool beans. :o)