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We Are Gonna Be Friends…

Tonight I’ll dream while I’m in bed, when silly thoughts go through my head;

about the bugs and alphabet, and when I wake tomorrow I bet,

that you and I will walk together again…

I can tell that we are gonna be friends.

-The White Stripes, We Are Gonna Be Friends


Soo about last night…

I read something once a few years ago about us humans being funny creatures; we pick someone and decide we want to go out and do stuff with them (paraphrasing horribly here). I thought it was cute but it didn’t really apply to me because my friends have been my friends for what seemed like my entire existence. I couldn’t remember when we decided to be friends but we just always were. I don’t remember a time I didn’t know their names, birthdays, families. I don’t remember when I wasn’t going to their house to kick it or calling their parents “Mom & Dad”.

You don’t think about how to make friends as an adult because it’s not really something you do. You might go out with an existing friend and meet their friends; you don’t really exchange phone numbers or anything. You start seeing each other around and recognizing faces and then all of a sudden a couple years down the road you forgot that this person wasn’t always your friend. What if I told you that you dating and making a new friend are a lot more alike than you may realize? Hear me out.

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Everything is cool when love is all brand new
Cause you’re learning me and I’m learning you (it’s cool)
Cause you’re learning me and I’m learning you

-Musiq Soulchild – Newness

Soo about last night…

It’s Springtime.  First of all, thanks to this bitch season for finally showing up!  I was almost convinced that we were gonna remain in a tundra until Fall and then Winter would repeat itself.  

A long time ago, my girls and I would all pile into one of our parent’s apartments, sit on the balcony and talk about guys everything we could think of.  The first 20+ day of the year would unexpectedly roll through and by that night we were getting ready to go for a walk and talk about what we knew as “Spring Fever”.  It would be that feeling that would come over men and women alike that would lead us to make that “What’s up?” phone call or send that “How have you been?” text.  Spring fever is what made good girls bad and bad boys busy.

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The Only Thing Constant Is Change…

I started this blog with the express intention of documenting the ridiculous dates that I would go on while I tried to find just that “one”. Well as life would have it, after the struggliest of struggle dates, I didn’t really go on many dates. I actually blame you guys for that. Y’all are so interactive that I ended up spending most of my time sliding in dm’s requesting nudes talking to y’all on Twitter when I should’ve been out and about entertaining my fellow single folks.

No matter though, because I have to admit I love your company and I hope to have more of it. I just finished reading a blog from ending to beginning (over the course of a few days) and it made me realize that I wish I had a blog where I could talk about whatever I wanted; so this blog has changed a little. Instead of talking about struggle dates, I’ll talk about everything. My thoughts/feelings for the day, a funny story I might want to share, might even ask y’all for some answers in a segment I’m considering calling “Why Sway?”

I’ve got some characters in my life that you’ll meet, some from my past that I may reference if they’re relevant to the point I’m trying to make and of course I’ll add the new ones as they pop up. For now, let’s get acquainted. Tweet me @ladyblovebytes or drop me a line here and let’s talk all about last night!



Soo About Last Night…

Thanks guys for coming through! So apparently y’all love how I tell a tale, so I needed a home for my stories. Here is where I will tell you about my days, nights, thoughts, Bernishaisms dates (good and bad) while I search for the Caramilk secret, the meaning of life, the Holy Grail and Mr. Right.

Subscribe, comment, talk to me! We’re about to have a good ass time.  Just imagine getting that call from someone that starts with “Soo about last night…”
This is that call.

The stories are real, the names are fake, the thoughts are my own and the hilarity will be priceless.  So pull up some e-space and let me tell you all about last night…