I Got My Najiramba On
So y’all know that episode of Martin where he just came up missing and sent Gina a tape saying he had to go find himself? And then they found him in some sort of cult place where he was rocking half a fro, half braids while rocking a brown sack? Well, yeah, that was me this past week. Well, minus the cult and messed up hairhat. And minus the sack. And I also wasn’t finding myself or nothing because I’m right here. And I’m too shallow to go on any “introspection” journeys. I know I’m senile, but the only time I lose myself is when Google Maps does me wrong.
Ok so maybe it wasn’t like that Martin episode afterall. But still. I did get my Najiramba on. What I DID do, however, was come up missing to get some peace and quiet in my life.
When I realized that I wanted to jump off the nearest stepstool for no apparent reason is when I was like “Self?” My self said “Huh?” And then I said “Ya know what? Go have a seat. You’re doing the most.” So I did. I unplugged from the matrix. No Twitter, GChat or blogging. I didn’t update my Facebook page either. And I was emailing very little. I did use Tumblr though. It’s quiet over there. Y’all KNOW that’s big because I’m Madame Web Addict.
LOL the folks on Twitter were most concerned. I signed on and saw a bunch of “Where’s Luvvie?” Some folks thought I was spending my time. Cloud10LV even created a missing poster.
But yes, now I’s back. And the roast is full in me. The rants are a-plenty.
TAKE ME HOME, BROTHER ROCK!!! *throws rock through eWindow*
P.S. What have I missed? What do I need to blog about? Who needs a sternly-worded letter? FILL A SISTA IN!