Mozilla hung, so the first part of this post is gone, so I guess I'll have to wing it.
I was reading this, and it was a rather sad story. It just got me to thinking how bad the security situation has gotten in Kenya. I have also been wondering, whatever happened to the Police stations that were meant to be set up and staffed by police trained to deal with crimes like rape, which are usually not handled very well by the present police force? Or was that just the usual empty promises that the government gives Kenyans?
Talking about politics, there has been someone who has been spam commenting my blog with politically laced comments. When I restarted blogging after "The Battle for Freedom" I set up some rules. One of those rules was to comment on the post in question. If the anon who is doing this wants to comment on politics and tell us why Kibaki is good and Raila is bad, then there are the correct blogs and forums for that. When I want to read about politics those are the blogs that I visit as do most other Kenyan bloggers, when I want some casual reading ; I read blogs like mine. So please keep your comments to yourself, unless they are relevant.
Moving on, I can't live like this anymore!!!! The Russians next door have had parties every Saturday night for the last 3 weeks! Add to this the fact that a pal of mine had her birthday bash on Friday night. 2 parties in a row have made it so that I have been waking up at noon. Why oh why do people have to start having parties when finals are around the corner?! It just isn't right!
Anyway during Saturday's bash I met this chic whom my room mate had been harping on and on about, and I must say that I was impressed. Needless to say, I was not the only one; irregardless of her boyfriend's presence the hyena's were in full force. Later in the night she had an arguement with her boyfriend and he left without her, he doesn't go to school here so the distance seems to be a problem. That sight elated my roomie to no end.
Talking about hyena's reminded me of Friday's bash. A lesbian chic pal of mine was celebrating her birthday so I popped in. The crowd was a bit thin at one point so I gave a p-file (read first para for explanation) a call and she came over with a friend. She was looking great and we were having a ball. Thing is that my pal thought my p-file was hot too and tried to get in one the action twice! Pulling her off my lap (there was a shortage of seats!) and horning in on the dancefloor. But that was all that happened and mwenjoyo continued.And yes my p-file only likes boys or as nakeel would say, she likes dickson; I had to make sure I wasn't going to bark up the wrong tree!
When do lesbians rock?
Because when you check out a chic, she checks out the chic with you!
When do lesbians not rock?
When they try to get with the chic you are trying to get with!
Don't ya'll just love this song? It just shows how good music used to be! I have a post ready full of great songs of the 80's and 90's for tommorrow so you can know what I am talking about.
Anyway now because of all that fun I am behind in my term papers, project and studying. Damn these bashes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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