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It's not like I'm completely broke, but I am suffering what I like to refer to as the Janet Jackson Recession. 

About 3 weeks back, I shelled out $300 for 2 tickets to see my girl perform her #1 hits. I was so happy when I first held those tickets in my hand, but after that moment came and went, I've been wanting to break down and cry.

The only good part of this whole thing is that I know I will be receiving 1/2 of the money back, but damn Janet! I can watch this shit on youtube.

It's not like I haven't seen her before. My mom took me to see her in 1993. It was my second concert. The first was MC Hammer's 2 Legit Tour...say what you want, but I still remember every moment of that night: TLC, Boys II Men, plus 2,000 Hammer dancers, WHAT!

Anyway, the concert is March 8 and I'm still trying to figure out if I want to sale my ticket or not. Having that money in the bank will be very beneficial for my move back to Cali, but on the flip side all that waiting in the bitter Chicago cold would have been for nothing, plus I wouldn't be able to say that I've seen Janet Jackson 3 times in concert (because we all know how important that is).

I try to push myself away from selling my ticket by comparing my ticket purchase to a shoe purchase. The same money I bought the tickets with was the same money I was going to put towards my move and a new pair of Michael Kors Bromley flat black leather boots. I've had my eye on them for awhile, and I dream of them at night. Shoes are my lovah!!!

Do you see the sacrifices I've had to make for Ms. Jackson! What has she done for me lately? What am I supposed to do? I feel like I am the King of Sorrow. Pity me.

EWW!

Why does this always happen to me. I find something that I absolutely adore, then I'm punched in the face with disturbing news. 

Taco Bell, the restaurant I've been having a love affair with for the past 6 months, has been selling me fake meat.

JUST GROSS!!!

According to fitperez.com, Taco Bell is being sued for misleading customers and having them believe that they are selling them 100% real beef win in reality their "beef" is actually made up of wheat oats, soy lecithin, maltodextrin, anti-dusting agents (the hell?), autolyzed yeast extract, modified corn starch, sodium phosphates, other non-meat extenders (my cousin swears it's ants), and only 35% real meat.

What the hell are they feeding us? Is this shit even legal to consume?

Well I don't know about you but I'm pissed...I can't possibly go on.

snatched from  fit perez

Is She For Real?

She (Danielle Staub aka the real prostitution whoooooooooooooore of New Jersey) is dead serious about being a pop diva. She's so serious that she took her act all the way to Maury, a show known for such serious topics like baby mama drama, sex decoys, and yes Lil Ray Ray is my baby's daddy!

I'm not sure if I'm shocked, disgusted, or amused by all of this. I do know that I feel bad for Maury. I mean does he even care anymore? Does he have walking limonia? I'm for serious! What is going on with the one respectable Maury Povich that he would allow the last 10 years of fuckery happen to his career?

If I could, I would put this show out of its misery.

snatched from dlisted

Derail: Mom wants me to move to NYC!

I would really love to go, but it's kind of random. I have always thought of living in NYC later down the line,  you know when I'm 30 and middle aged. I don't know why all of a sudden my mom is talking to me about moving to NYC, but she is. It's seriously been  our topic for the past week. She's excited, I'm not so sure. 

I don't think there is anything wrong with New York, right now I just don't think it is a place that I can last two months in let alone a lifetime. I've been to NY before and every time has been so different and so much fun. I did so many things and still felt that there was still so much to do. I like that feeling.

I would love to visit NY before my mother makes up my mind. I miss LA and the people that I met there, that's why I'm so looking to move back there in March 2011. *Kanye shrug* We'll see...

FOR WHY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!