Let's play catch up

I've not been in the mood to write...see and this is a spur of the moment kind of decision right now.

As I write now, I have no idea of what I want to say. It's 3:51am. I initially thought it was GOING TO 3am. What a life.

2016 IS RUSHING AT THE POINT IT NEEDS TO SLOW ALLLLLLLLLL THE WAY DOWN. UGH!.

I've been trying to have or attend or be at turn ups (what part of speech is turn up!?) as often as possible but I'm home and I was home all day yesterday. Pfft. One day wasted.

Today might be litty though.

Which could segue into what I initially wanted to do a post about at some point.

2016 WAS MY YEAR OF JIDEs!!!!

Jeez Crest! It was like I couldn't catch a flipping break!!!

If I was meeting a guy who wasn't Igbo, you can flip a coin and no matter which way it went, hombre was introducing himself as Jide. I meannnn what did I everrr dooo?????

Peep this:
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Mine would have been Jides and all types of variations but I'm not that creative. Or a just couldn't stress myself. Plus I care about their feelings, yes I'm a big softie.

Despite lot of them were ass clowns, jerkbags, idiots or generally weird fellows!
(I don't need any living thing coming at me telling me trash straight from a waste disposal truck, the reason I get to call them these names is because I deserve to.)

I know there are some sweet Jides out there (Shout out to y'all but don't come near me with a ten foot pole. Thanks).

If I see any more, I'm probably running for the hills. Just remove my shoes and start running. No jokes.

I'd tell you about them all but I should probably save that for some other post (I plan on doing something about all the fellowwwwwwwwwwwws I met in 2016, if I don't have a seizure thinking about the stuuuuuuuuuupid shit!!!!!! I took from those dopamine and testosterone infused works of nature. Fingers crossed.)

It's 4:05am...and time!

Editing...4:09am

Editing over 4:29am, and I'm pissed Blogger is actually crap. Messed up everything I edited. Good thing I had a back up. Rme. Nasty stuff.

Goodnight. :)

Striking Gold

I stumbled across Fashion Toast sometime last week or upper week and immediately fell in love with the site and the Rumi Neely whose pictures are so tastefully scattered all over the site.

Have a look see...

The site does take a while for first time load especially if your internet connection crawls -like mine was today- but I found the content extremely refreshing.

My favorite thing on the site right now has to be liquid gold (pictured below)

Just take a minute to appreciate it. I'll wait. (you'll need to d that in full screen mode)

If you need extra help in appreciating it, there you go.

If you know or you've watched SATC, you know what this dress is. If you don't, see SATC Season 1 Episode 6.

I think the dress is gooooorgeous. And as the site is 'FOR GIRLS THAT GET IT'', I'm glad I do. Unless that means..... Lol. 

In related news, Kendall Jenner was pictured with the slip dress here. 

I'm definitely going to be refreshing this site DAILY and going through the archives, of course. 

Lest I forget, you can shop ZILLAH here. 

What's your take on the dress?

What's so great about "Closure"?

That torrid affair or that whirlwind romance all gone in a hot second.

You're left oddly bereft.

Like a single fern hanging there by itself.

Or a forgotten rope dangling off a cliff.

What's the point of a discussion to end what was once glorious?

What's the point of facing reality so harshly, so abruptly...

Then again, the abrupt thing WAS the end of the relationship, the affair, the situation-ship.

You habor the right to deal with it the way you want and screw what anyone else thinks.

What right does the person, who took away your 'happy', have to take away your just-because-I-can or just-because-I'm-hurt reason for doing reckless sheez?

Why does the person feel the need to make you think, to make you calm when all you want to do is yell and scream?

Is that not one thing you've always disliked, how they're always trying to control your reactions, control your views, Control YOU.

You're passionate.

A wild-at-heart.

A beating heart.

A free spirit.

You deserve the right to your closure.
Your own reckless.
Your own mad.

Random Musing #003

Hi!

Contrary to my header, I wasn't musing. I just thought I'd share this.

Read Kate Viana's answer to

What are some things a woman should know about men?

on Quora

What do you think?

I, for one, have an issue with the first one. Not like it's wrong or anything. But for me if I'm teling you what I want, then what's the point? It's not the same 'feels' when you get something you want without having to ask for it. It would be nice to get it but the feels kinda dims a bit.

Meh. Iono.

Random Musing #002

I like the rain.

It's the weather like today that makes me want to BE with someone in every sense of the word.

I cast my gaze upwards (just above the street lamps level and the power cables level) and let my mind roam
I let my heart be free, let it expand to contain and visualize my dreams..

I like bridges.
A weather like today's looking at the skies cruising on the bridge transports me to a time or that of an alter ago, where I, absent-mindedly looking at the rains fall, have my lover come to me and wrap his arm around my waist and draw me against him... possessively.

I like the quiet after a storm.
That moment of silence where everything seems right with the world,
PERFECT. 

The stillness.

In that moment I hold my breath, willing the moment to never end, willing that I could forever stay in his arms....

And suddenly I realize some parts of this are from a scene in a book. 

Or what I felt like while reading a book.. 

Or was it...?

Hmm..

Random Musing #001

[Intro]

Brace yourself.... This is gonna be a long one.

So, I'm at my desk at work not sitting on a chair but on my 'chest of drawers' (?) because the only available chair is one with a wack back. I don't think I'm sulking but that's probably arguable.

Meh.

Okay. Let me be honest. That's not what led to this post.

For the sake of consistency, I should apologize for not posting anything on the past 2 to 3 months. Um.... I wouldn't give excuses. :x

Now that all the formality is out of the way... (well, I hope it is...) Let's get back to it shall we?

I was checking my email, looking through old mails in different tabs (if you have your Gmail set up that way), spent a lot of time in the Promotions tab... - Not sharing why, thanks. :p - and I saw this digest from Quora in the Socials tab. The first post in the digest caught my eye actually.

It went this way

What are some consequences of staying lonely for too long?

The question caught my eye because I felt it applied to me in some way. Not i'm not a recluse lol. 

And NO, I'm not lonely. 

This was the response, I'll paste it here as well (stating clearly that it was from Ashley Djohan on Quora) 

"I have a close relative who has lived alone all his life. After graduating college, he moved out and never lived with another human being since.
One trait I saw that he developed was that he constantly had to fill in the silence. I am deducing that due to the fact that because he lives alone, it is quite silent on an everyday basis so he constantly adds comments out loud as a habit. 
So, for example, he would be reading a news article on his smartphone and he would add comments as he read through, such as "oh he's crazy" or "hmm interesting..".

A more "serious" consequence would be that he views human relationships to be very mundane and of little value. So, if he was upset with a friend or acquaintance he would have no problem cutting off the relationship entirely. Why? Well, this is because he feels he has lived his life being self-sufficient and feels that he doesn't need anyone else to support him emotionally."

Now, the first paragraph, I think people who are not lonely do it. But hey, there're people who subscribe to a school of thought that Nigerians are depressed despite the happy faces and all...something like that(....or was it crazy instead of depressed?), why not toss in lonely as well? Anyway, I don't think that's strange.

Second paragraph is where the idea of this post came from. More specifically, this phrase "...if he was upset with a friend or acquaintance he would have no problem cutting off the relationship entirely."

That. Is. Totally. Something. I. Can. Do.

Now now, simmer down. This wouldn't be easy. But before we I go into explaining the specificity of how it applies to me, lets tweak the question a bit.

What are some consequences of staying single for too long?

See how the answer still seems logical if you tweak the question a bit?

I do not view human relationships as mundane or having little value, however I have been single a while...I would cut people off. And if I thought something WAS going to happen, it would hurt, yes. But if I feel that's the only option left, I would do it. 

As things have to be done in moderation with justice and prudence (yes please, let me sound like a crime fighting cartoon character), I would talk to one or two people, lay down the bare facts and hear what they have to say. When the reply is like, 'Girrrrrrrl, you put up with this douche?!'  lol. No one I know talks like that but the point is what I get responses along those lines, I have been known once to still try because of the dastardly 'what if' question(s).

So.......those are my thoughts. :)

Which of the two questions do you think you can answer?

Does the second paragraph apply to you? Would you cut people off *snaps fingers* just like that?

E

Confounding the Average Man

*Fade in*

A small dark room with a lone light bulb hanging in the center of a clustered small group...


Me:"Hello, My name is E and I'm a word-aholic*."


PRESENT DAY REAL LIFE....


I had a particularly interesting though tiresome conversation with my colleagues at work today.
It was enlightening too.

I have a thing for new words. Big words preferably.

New big words make me giggle.

They make me want to use them in everyday conversations to test my proficiency (can't remember the actual word I want to use here) in English Language.

Now their arguments were as follows (they used baser words so I'll try not to detract from what they said) : -

1) Using bigger words often can make you forget simpler words that can be used instead
2) You make your audience laugh (at you)
3) You would most probably not be able to explain some words you use.
4) You forget that some words which are basic to you are actually big words

Now, 1 and 3 are similar, I know. We actually put it to the test.

They asked me to define gibberish. 

Now, I know what gibberish means. You know how sometimes you know what you want to say but you don't know how to put it into words? Well, that's what happened to me. I couldn't for the life of me figure out a word to use to explain gibberish.

Guess what word I could have used (that they supplied me with)?

NONSENSE. NONSENSE!

Suffice it to say that I felt a bit silly.

Sooo, I have an assignment to watch a Wole Soyinka video/interview. I was informed that though he may use "big words" in written word. But in spoken word (lol, I hope that's a thing) he uses simple words.

*cues video and pauses for it to buffer..... Nigeria, after all*


Anyway, what are your thoughts?

Do you like using big words or do you hate people using it?

How does it make you feel when you see or learn new 'big words'?

Also, how many big words did you note that I used here? (I don't think I used that many, if any at all, but hey, I could be wrong.  Lol.


PS: This could actually be part of the reason I haven't put up a post in a while. I'll most probably write about the other reasons in the course of time.

* The word is Logophile. :-)