May the Lord bless you and take care of YOU
May the Lord be kind and gracious to YOU
May the look on you with favour and give you Peace.

I was going to end on this note when i recieved this msg from one of my pyscho friends....

Gd news for sinners...Promo in heaven! Die now and get to heaven without judgement. Offer lasts till 31-12-2007. Hurry now while offer lasts. Pass to other sinners. Happy New year!!!


Peeps have loooooooooooost the plan!
See y'al on the other side...

For this last year im grateful God,
For seeing me through to the end
For all the things i have been able to do, even for those i havent
I thank you because i have made it.

For new experiences
For new friends
For reaffirming old relationships
For building stronger relationships

For all the odd things that make life worth living
Im grateful.

I dont get guys,i really dont. Now there i am minding my own bizness and then innocently i inquire abt your dream/fantasy woman n the answer is kelis. Eh! how will i ever measure up? i mean, if u'd said like Missy E. there would b some hope naye Kelis...but i think maybe kelis is attainable..smallish, big hair, hates people mob..doable...

Plus realistically, Kelis is far away. Now, u pull out Amani wano wano in kenya and we have a problem coz really that means u jump on a plane, 45 minutes okay more than 45 but u be in her arms..where does that leave me?? A LONE.

But even Amani is far...try...karitas or even Straka as in baby, if thats your thing.. and New Vision can hook u up through one of their promo thingies manya City Beat manya wat. Im not too sure but i dont know anyone who would even think abt "becoming" Straka..there is only one Straka, as in baby.

Tastes vary i guess. Wats interesting is that usually dream gal is soooo far away from reality gal, they dont even look a like.Wierd.

He broke my heart
and now it's raining
Just to rub it in
I'm at your door
I feel so crazy bout' it
You say I told you so
You saw it long ago
You knew he had to go
I finally came around
I'm back on solid ground
Can't let it get me down

(2x)
It's alright
it's alright
It's alright
It's alright

Yes I was burned but I called it a lesson learned.
Mistake overturned so I called it a lesson learned.
My soul has returned so I call it a lesson learned.
Another lesson Learned

Sometimes some lies can
take a minute to fully realize


His tears your eyes
30 seconds to apoligize
You give him one more chance
just like the time before
but he already knows you'd give a hundred more
until that night in bed, you wake up in a sweat
Your racing to the door
Can't take it anymore

I was burned but I called it a lesson learned
Mistake overturned so i called it lesson learned.
My soul has returned so I call it a lesson learned.
Another lesson learned....

Life perfect, aint perfect if you don't know what the struggles for
Falling down aint falling down if you don't cry when you hit the floor
It's called the past 'cause im getting past
and i ain't nothing like I was before.
You ought to see me now.

Yes I was burned but I called it a lesson learned
Mistake overturned but i called it lesson learned.
My soul has returned so I call it a lesson learned.
Another lesson learned....

A letter that would tell you what I feel
A letter that would rival the best tragedy ever written
Romeo and julliet wouldnt have a thing on us,
Bonny and Clyde would be pre-kindergatten in comparison.

I wanted to write you a letter, my love
To say in a few words that im crazy about you
That i would do anything to be with you

I wanted this letter to defy the normality of life
I wanted to look back on this letter and sigh and say
Yes, i did write this letter and remember with such feeling that i could evoke every naunce of what i was feeling when i wrote it first

I wanted to write you a letter my love,
but oo well...u dont know i exist and if you did, you prolly wldnt measure up to this picture i have in my head.

oooo the helplessness!!

Guys r just lucky i was raised the right way and i have a healthy respect for personal space.I was out of me house n in the town eaaaaaaaaaarrrlllly and kept wondering on whose bed i should perch myself but thought better of it..keep thinking abt other peeps.must.change.in.new.year!!!

Other than that, i been okay,nuthing much happening at mine.

Someone just asked me if Santa was good to me..remembered the Quaterback saying Santa hasnt given him anything and if he (santa) expects him to sit on his lap, he aint in for that kinky stuff! i cld just picture his 6'2 frame sitting on some guy with a big tum tum, beard n prolly some smoke scent. I laughed my self silly.

So i met up with a friend at Cafe Pap recently. Decided to do the fish fingers and fries as i hadnt had them in a whiles and had soooo been looking forward to the experience.

I think i shd have taken a before picture for y'al to understand the magnitude of my disappointment with my plate. Either the chef has been changed or management has become stingy like those at watever that place is called in Game shoppping mall, wakina hungry lion, manya mr.tasty. DO NOT get a burger there...they might be competing with Yummy for the smallest buns of the year award, the miserz! i tell u i dont know how i didnt take a picture... another horrendus place, steers...have to meet someone there soon..u might be wondering why i wld go there..well, the peeps gave me two choices really..nandos or steers. i suspect this person hasnt been to either recently or like eeeeever.

Anyhu, i was still explaining the fish fingers experience.. i cld go on gushing about the glory days where u wld b happy to eat this dish..instead i sat their calculating how much i shd have spent making the meal at home and how i wld get to talk to auntie betty (munange, these things of tying owners as if they accctuuually know u. if they did, trooouble. i wld prolly b in the kitchen...not true..too well brought up for that, darn!)

without further a do... i present the plate... please note the salad...proportion..i mean, even takeaways aint that stingy!!!







This be the food at stakeout. Tasted alright, altho on reflection, not too sure. the fries/chips dont look that ready!!!

So there i doing my thing, oblivious to the happenings around me as it was not yet time for me to start on my day when i heeeeeeard the most annoying giggiles eminating from some point below my window. There is some chick in particular, everytime i hear her laugh i just want to scratch myself but that wld b harming my person so i usually resort to turnin up the volume of whatever im watching or listening to. ANnnnnnoyin!

Turns out, some people were going on some trip and decided that the most convinient place to meet would be home. Had no problem with that seeing as their biz did not affect me in anyway. But when u begin giggling beneath/under my window..then we got a problem! MAJOR problem.

In other news....
Went to Mass today and incase you are wondering, no im not catholic. It always hits me that the only time i end up in certain churches is to attend Funeral services (((looks up correct term)).. services in memory of the dead. I have thus been to Mass about 4 times and im yet to figure out the correct procedure, figure im pretty much on the money with most things, other things completely elude me.

Which reminds me..yesterday some peeps were discussing this whole idd thing and as per usual it came down to "why cant they be like christains? we all know when lent is..when christmas is!!!".
Again, u would know if it mattered to you, is all im saying.

Back to the service. By all rights i prolly shdnt have gone but the mother roped me into going and she'da been not soo kind to me had i not turned up which is wat almost happened considering i remembered 30 minutes into when the service had supposedly started. So anyway, i scatter only to find the service, which was supposed to start at 10 started at 11. i was soooooo not impressed.

You know these services or memorial trips really matter if you know the person in qn or the family and so u can relate in some way. I basically went because MUM asked me to because really the relation is a bit far. See my cousin lost her father, that sounds pretty normal,right? but u know us Africans, nuthing is that simple.

My cousin, actually second cousin as my mother and her mother are cousins,(have seen like a total of 6 days in my entire life) doesnt live here but apparently her dad did. She has 7 other siblings shared between three women, i think, which makes her a half. So really...now me..the second cousin..i relate how????

Anyway, they say such times we cry a lot because we are not really crying for the deceased but for ourselves. It is a reminder that life is fragile and may end at any particular time.

So yesterday i was with this friend and her boi (yeah, third partying ruuuuuuuuuuuuules!), actually technically she was the third party coz she joined us later (((falls off chair laughing))so anyway, it got me to thinking...

Would i allow my boi to go chill with my very good friend? like aaa-lone n stuff?well technically not aaa-lone coz it would be.. (no justifying!) and i prolly would. I thought about this coz my galfriends have issues with things like that which i can understand to some extent.

They wont ever let Brain go out with Stella, heck no! even when Stella is in a steady relationship. I suspect that its coz you dont trust either party. Its either coz a) Brain tends to stray or b)Stella cant help it if guyz be falling for her all the time.

There's ofcos the cissy in your group u cannot afford to fight with because Cissy is vindictive. She will set out to get your man at any cost. Do u let Brain even see her, heck no!

Asked my friend abt it this morning, she said she trusts him and her friends. A bit too trusting in this really wierd twisted world. According to me, no man is worth stressing over that much, if dude wants to stray, he will..there aint nuthing u can do about it plus if someone is trully ur friend, they wldnt eeeeevvven want to come between you.

This is where the trick comes in. It is said u pick ur friends to reflect sides of you so by that definition, you hava stella and a Cissy in you (warped but possible) which means, while you stand and proclaim your trust in your man and your friends, you have the potential to be a femme fatal and actually cause some relationship breakups. Think about it.

Off to do an assignment i dont really want to. Later.

So i was minding my biz, deciding that well, it was my biz :D looking out for me and my own (that there reminds me of a movie, dont know which)..but before i reveal the cryptic message i was chilling in a cafe the other day when i chanced upon this advert.
Space for advertisement
60$ per month
10 months booking you will get free of 2 more months

that there is a word for word account.

Now the cryptic message.
" Have you heard "Dairy of Jane" by breaking benjamin lots to learn from it, later".

Here b the lyrics, help...anyone??

BREAKING BENJAMIN-"The Diary Of Jane"

If I had to
I would put myself right beside you
So let me ask
Would you like that?
Would you like that?

And I don't mind
If you say this love is the last time
So now I'll ask
Do you like that?
Do you like that?

No!

Something's getting in the way.
Something's just about to break.
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
So tell me how it should be.

Try to find out what makes you tick.
As I lie down
Sore and sick.
Do you like that?
Do you like that?

There's a fine line between love and hate.
And I don't mind.
Just let me say that
I like that
I like that

Something's getting in the way.
Something's just about to break.
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
As I burn another page,
As I look the other way.
I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
So tell me how it should be.

Desperate, I will crawl
Waiting for so long
No love, there is no love.
Die for anyone
What have I become?

Something's getting in the way.
Something's just about to break.
I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane.
As I burn another page,
As I look the other way.
I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane.

Roll down to you sweetiepie Babe!
Time and ability plus double capacity has forced my pen to dance automatically on this benedicted sheet of paper. Why! this miraculous thing happened is because babie I love you spontaneously and as I stand horizontal to the wall and perpendicular to the ground I only think of you, since you are a fantastic and fabulous guy. babie please stop haranguing with the feelings in my heart because I love you more than a
snake loves rat.

Spent a better part of this day listening to my friend and on many accounts i have come to the conclusion that either i dont understand him or he's communication skills suck, MAJORLY.

Here are a few prime examples:

1. He doesnt get excited about many things except liverpool and even then its not like over the hill delirious excitement. So i ask, how am i supposed to tell you are excited about anything???

2. He says words like "fine" and expects you to interprete it as supper, great! or as Im so for that!! Most of us say "fine" or "okay" and thats where it ends.

3. As a non emotional guy, he is all for marriage. As far as i know, as side from your children, marriage is the ultimate form of emotional entanglement, so if you are running away from emotions, that sure as heck aint the way to go.

4.His intepretation of spending time with madam because possibly she wants to do something he is not particularly interested in doing is : She goes and does whatever and calls me up later.

Note: calls me up not meet up.

5.His definition of dating: we meet up at some fancy restuarant and eat.
His definition of being together: "we just be".

6. Him explaining something he has said that you did not understand : either you get it or you dont.

7.His explanation for things you labour to explain: thats your romantic shit (direct qoute)

8.His explanation for not wanting to say more than 5 things to you: im a boring chap.

9.He's definition of making it work: we got a long time, no hurry, which translates into when i have time for you, we will work on it.

10. His explanation for not hanging with you, your friends and their partners: is it show off your dog day and gush how ur dog is better than any of the others??? (dog here refering to your partner).

conclusion :Akwierd.

Was I being that selfish when you asked me what I wanted from this and I told you what I expected? Was I that selfish when I told you what I expected? When I asked you what you wanted and did not get an answer?

Was I being selfish when I did not push you to meet those expectations? Was I being selfish when I figured you would eventually get round to meeting them? Was I being selfish when I gave up expecting you to ever meet my expectations?

I thought I had it all figured out- I would let you do your thing, just as long as you let me part of your life. I settled for what ever you gave me. Maybe I was being selfish; I just wanted you to be in my life.

Apparently that was not enough. I should have asked what you wanted. Maybe you expected me to push you, I know, I don’t always remember things that should be important, I figured you would tell me it was important, wasn’t that the deal?

Now you tell me I was selfish, that I did not understand what compromise meant, I was only out for what I could get and yet it was supposed to be a give and take situation.

I thought that was what I was doing. I’m not perfect; I have my own quirky issues to deal with. How was I supposed to know that what I was doing was wrong? What did u want me to do, walk away the moment I realized you could not meet my expectations?

Not giving me what I want doesn’t make you a different person. It just makes you more human and more realistic to deal with. It is not a sign that I will walk away. I thought we were above this, apparently I was wrong.

You tell me you still want this to work. I don’t know if it can, me knowing what I know now. I’m afraid to say anything to you, I’m afraid to do anything because I figure I’m screwed either way. When I’m sure I should be moving right, you are busy taking two steps left. When I move left, you take five steps right.

We talk all the time; I just don’t think we understand each other. Every time I feel we have made some progress, turns out I was the only one who attended that particular session.

Maybe its time to say goodbye or am I just being selfish again?



Listening to: Like you’ll never see me again- Alicia Keys.

1. The other day a friend started talking marriage. I think he's still getting over the fact that his sister just got married. Anyhu he asked if i had plans and i was like "yeah, sure..some day but need to organise first" then he did something i thot was ultra sweet. I hear if i fail to find a man he will marry me..the poor young boi.

2.Channel surfing brought me to Top TV last night. Again..some program directors should be shot or maybe the person who comes up with the advert should be shot or maybe the person reading the script should be shot. There's a lot of blame to go around. Before i reached my break point, i heard this advert about some place for "those who love style and GLAEYMAR"..that wasnt too bad considering the accent of the voice over person. I recovered enough to hear "them" telling us to visit some medical rehab place thngy on ssmukago@yahoo.com. i went like '"thats not something you hear everyday"

3. Listening to "No one" by Alicia Keys, finally get to listen to it whenever i want to.Problem is i keep seeing her presentation at the America Music Awards so i expect chaka demus and pliers to jump into the song and the other artists. Chick has some of the flava going on..we were joking that ever since she "used to have white rice and honey " in that other song (Ghetto Story"-baby cham, i think) she got confused.

4.Was talking to Kissyfur yesterday. she told me to read this:

Do you remember February 1993 in England , when a young boy of 3 was taken from a Liverpool shopping centre by two 10-year-old boys? Jamie Bulger walked away from his mother for only a second, Jon Venables took his hand and led him out of the mall with his friend Robert Thompson. They took Jamie on a walk for over 2 and a half miles, along the way stopping every now and again to torture the poor little boy who was crying constantly for his mummy. Finally they stopped at a railway track where they brutally kicked him, threw stones at him, rubbed paint in his eyes, pushed batteries up his anus and cut his fingers off with scissors. Other mutilations were inflicted but not reported in the press.

These kids were recently released and relocated to Australia.

Its just so sad that things like that can and will continue to happen unless we can do something about it. There's sooo much blame to go around and yet really the buck stops with you.

Although, Akon did say we can put the blame on him...

4.Got to go and act as if smart. Later.

1. You find out you broke up two months ago and you had no idea and apparently you did the breaking up.
2. You take an inquiry about your weekend plans as an invitation to include him in your plans.
3.You dont get his wanting to do "his things" all the time.
4.You expect an explanation from him without asking him about something.
5.You take it for granted that you are in a relationship without him confirming it.
6.You constantly make excuses for him when he probably doesnt think he needs an excuse anyway.
7.You are contantly trying to make him convert him to your way of thinking.
8.You take it as an invitation when he says he is allllllllways at a certain bar.
9.You expect him to follow your train of thought and conversation while you jump from topic to topic within 2 minutes.
10.You try to become what you think he wants you to be.

Looking to build on my list...help?

I am a 45 year old woman. I am happily married and have four children. Considering what i have gone through recently, some would think me a bitter old woman, but not me. Im still deciding what i should be, how i should react.

My family has turned me out, noo..not my present family..my parents and my siblings. Apparently im not needed anymore. Actually thats not true, im needed but only for the financial backing i bring, otherwise im married and therefore i have nothing to say in regard to what happens.

Thats okay, they are entitled to their own ideas.What interests me is how short sighted these family members of mine can be.

Today, im being chased away from home because i no longer belong. Tomorrow i shall be the one being called on to provide for them and their children. Isnt it enough that i have supported them for well over 15 years? Isnt it enough that some how they have to rely on me and we all know this?

No, apparently it is not. I am the bread winner and yet they rob me of all my possessions, my part of the land, my part of the business..these people i call my family.

I am afraid for my children.They wont ever see this side of the family as their own. I have tried to hide the tension from them but they see all to clearly how my family is a "bunch of users".

With each day, i decide that maybe they are right. Maybe i do not belong here anymore. Maybe its time to stop trying to fix things, to "save" people who dont want to be saved but they are my blood and thats why this arguement is fruitless. No matter how much they hurt me, they are part of who i am. I am what i am today because of them...or so i used to think.

I am not bitter.. i am not angry. Im just disappointed.

I sit here on saturday night listening to the sounds of the city above the very close and intimate sound of the frogs and crickets outside me window. I sit here and think why im not out painting the town red, i sit here and think of all the interesting things that have happened these past days and i cannot pick any to write about.

Life's like that. A friend told me that practically everything on his blog is the truth.I dont know him well enough to agree or disagree with that. I just think that what "truth" you write about comes down to the way you are feeling at that time and this "truth" is just an impression. I prolly will tell you are excited, my interpretation might be different from the other odd 2o people that read the same post.

WHich actually reminds me. Have a number of friends who wont do the whole long distance relationship thing. Reason: Your not being here is the same as me being single. We will both miss out on the most important bits so why even bother.

Tend to agree with that although it, like everything else in life, can be done, all comes back to attitude and mindset.

I was reading "Point of Origin" by Patricia Connell which is one of those mystery murder detective type books and as i was reading i though to myself, books are just a form of propaganda really. A way of imprinting your way of thinking on the people who read your words passionately. Are they a reflection of something happening in your own life- very possibly.but how much of your book is really a reflection of who you are and what you believe. SHould i thus suspect that since a central part of this book and another in this series is sexuality and especially lesbianism that the author might be involved or know someone involved or...whatever, sure u get the point.

lemme go look up some peeps...later!

1. Does life style and responsibility determine how you use your more and if so,which one out weights the other.

Your personality depicts your lifestyle and therefore your attitude towards responsibility and your response to it. So they balance out each other.


2. How do i make money?

Good question. There's really the conventional ways of making money which is either you following the norm or traditional means or you coming up with an idea to make money for you.

3.It really isnt about the money, is it?

The only people who can afford to say that are people who have the money or are secure enough to know they can walk out of their jobs and usual life routines and survive and for you to get to that stage, you need to be mature enough and understanding of the dynamics of life.

4.Is it important to save?

Yes.

5.Any simple ways to do that?

Start small. Almost everyone is familia with the piggy bank idea. Even Redman (rap artist) had a dollar box over his fridge (saw this on cribs one time). the idea was everytime he came into the house, he emptied his loose change into this box and this box ended up paying for small bills over time.

Same thing. Open up a coin bank or something. You can give it your own special name. be creative. Drop a few shillings into it every so often (whatever u can) after a while you will note that you have saved quite a bit.

When you are able to save bigger amounts either go the safe route and open up an account in a bank or invest it so it earns for you.

6.I got these ideas but no clear one, what should i do?

Write them down. Go back, review. You never know when "THE IDEA" will hit.

7. it always seems like im having jumbled ideas. it that a good thing?

Fact is you are thinking of bettering where you are in life. Thats always a good thing. Dont settle. Innovate.

8.Is there a quick way to get rich?

Sure. Just remember, everything goes full circle.

9. Life is too short to work all the time. What should i do?

Well set your goals and achieve them. Determine where you will be in 10 years for example, and work backwards.

10.Did anything from all those bumper stickers, motivational tips hype stick with you?

Yes. Find out the why and the how will be easy.

Ugandan television will neeeeeeeeeeever cease to amuse me. So there i was minding my own bizniz when i chanced upon my favourite pass time, music videos and adverts. Todays top contenders were:

1. Kampala warriors. Dont know if thats the name of the song, apparently these guyz could not be bothered to title the song or make known their name. As per usual, the group was garbed in ganster style caps, baggy shirts and jeans and ofcos customary blingage.
what made these guyz interesting to watch was the fact that they were splashing dollars about. PLease note that this was a cheap video (characterized by white back ground and use of only one camera) done in luganda.

So i was wondering what the dollars signified. Perhaps shillings would have been more appropriate???

2.Kevin Lyttle advertisement. In usual Ugandan style kevin lyttle is being proclaimed "THE EVENT" of the year, although i hear Brick and Lace will be around as well.. err.how many Ugandans have heard their complete album??

Back to lyttle, guy looks like he could be an accountant somewhere. Ugandan muscians might consider picking a leaf. You dont have to have over grown hair, "smoke ganja", wear sun glasses at night, wear winter clothes and speak incoherently all the time to be recognised as a singer.

which brings me to:
Music presenter on Record Television. I know a show really rides on the presenter, what i dont get is how we let some people become "presenters". I would also suggest a time limit be set on how long the presenter is allowed to talk coz really anything past 1 minutes ends up being giberish as they constantly loose themselves, get the sponsors message wrong and generally show off how little they know about the topic being discussed. You'd think that as they choose the topic, they would prepare enough to carry them through..but nooo seems thats a lot of work.

Now, as if it wasnt enough that this presenter just kept digging his own grave (yeah, he passed the six feet mark some time eaaaaaaarly in the show when i wasnt even watching), he commited the ultimate sin. take a look see and u will see what i mean.



is that his babe's thingy? daughters spagety top thing? someone suggested it was a manly vest...dunnno..

I had mentioned that i had been to spurs, silver city but hadnt gotten down to reviewing it. Here goes.

Name: Spurs
Location: Silver City, Yusuf Lule Road
House specialty: Steaks
Feel: Mainly family type hang out, booths and tables.Colourful
Theme: based on the legend of spurs
Price range: Starters: 3000-12,000 shs
Main meals : 8,000-25,000 shs
Desserts :5,500 (have fab cheese cake, really chocolatey brownies, the ice cream complements whatever sweet you are taking so it really isnt sweet)
Beverage list: coffees, soda's, beers and wines
Coffee refil 2k, i think
Bad points: Waiters treated us like twash when we walked it. we figure we didnt look like we could afford it and possibly because we were the only black people (besides the waiters) there.

Good points: made up for first issues by treating us like kings to the end.
Management cares what you think as clients
Clean environment
Play area for kids
Portions be man sized :D

Very good point: Food is excellent. try the ribs out. they are famous for them

A few pics..













ooo this is the offensive Nandos crossiant..dunno if i captured it in all its ewweyness

You met Jordan through one of your friends. You wondered why Prissy had never said he was such a niiice boi, u catch his eye once or twice and you wonder why he is looking at you a tad too intensely. You worry that you got spinach on your otherwise pearly whites or maybe your hair is standing (it tends to do that all by itself) or maybe you aint laughing right. (you remember some movie where a lady was killed because she had an unappealing laugh and you shudder a bit).

You leave the party and end up exchanging numbers with Jordan, general hap style. You think nuthing about it, he's prolly crushing on your sweet friend Prissy and out of courtesy took yours.

He texts, calls you up and you think "fun, fun" and within 4 weeks you have moved from just friends to inseparable. He tells the most interesting stories, has the insight to make sound business decisions,is sensitive when you need him to be and he seems to get on with most people. Jordan is it.

Then comes the tricky part. You find out he is catholic which in itself is not a bad thing. If you came from a different religious background, maybe it would work, but you do not and it would never work.

You try to explain it to Jordan.You were brought up not be "equaly yoked with a non believer", everyone expects you to end up with a saved person..a christian..someone who is "Christ like" in their values, beliefs and orientations. Catholics are a bit more liberal in "indulging in the ways of the world", they can drink, smoke, prolly have sex outside the marriage bed, have civil marriages, pray through Mary, go to confession and generally make merry.

You cannot. You believe in finding the right person to get married to and thus you believe in courtship not just dating (yes, there's a difference). You believe in abstinance, faithfullness, undefilement of your body,tiething,marriage before God and man. You want your children to believe and understand the same values, you have seen soo many "lost" people in the world.

You want to flaunt these beliefs in the name of love but you cant let go of things u have learnt right from the craddle, especially when your family is always checking up on your spiritual growth, you attend cell and fellowship faithfully and the pastor knows you by name.

Its not easy to let go of things you believe in and you also know those basic differences between you and jordan would limit your relationship.

On the one hand, there's the love and on the other hand, there's the religion and belief system. Watado?

A blog rating thingy which i thot was fun to check out here
mine



kewl, yes? altho im not too sure what this says about me

For all my otherwise suspicious friends, the dentist came clean today.

Noooo...he did not confess that he kept finding faults with my teeth so we could hang and no he did not confess his undying love and devotion to me.

Apparently dude wants an introduction to the daddy. I was like "kale all these months! why werent you straight? woulda hooked u up loooooong ago!!!!" but no, dude wanted us to hang.

One of my suspicious friends had suggested that he prolly wanted something to happen between us. Kept telling her she needed to see the dentist, then she would know that would neeeeeeeeyvah work in adddition to which, dude goes to that church that serious christian marriage oriented brothers go to. when dude has said "you be the one", he dont waste time..forget the moon walk, all you will be doing is the aisle in peeeeeeeeerty white. YIKES!

Apparently your establishment is one of the best fast food places in kampala. I beg to differ.

I have often defended your mediocre service claiming that you made up for it by being so close to the road and so you are easily accessible. But no more shall i suffer in silence, i refuse to be treated like "just one of those people"...

This person has contributed to your sustainability over the years, infact i should get an award with my name on it but nooo apparently im not that important.

I made an order today for coffee and a cheese crossiant. Not hard to do, or so i thought, yeah, the joke was on me.It took more than 12 minutes for what i had asked for to find me.

The coffee (house brew)was bordering on expresso! hello...i knew what i wanted!

The crossiant was a plain one. I asked for a cheese filled one. I PAID for a cheese one but i guess the waiter peeps felt that money didnt suit them so they gave me what they thought i could handle, after all, that extra dimes really wasnt that much. I didnt eat it, i sent it back after breaking it up to prove my point.

I asked and they said that the cheese was in the middle on the inside of the pastry. Yeah right. Its either there or not there and it wasnt there. These guyz werent playing when they said PLAIN crossiant. And they didnt even have the decency to aknowlege the fact that they had made a mistake.

Dont even get me started on the trays or the cups. All i know is, really Nandos! what happened?? couldnt you redirect some of that money you spend advertising on Sanyu Fm to bettering your services?

Come to think of it, that might explain the sudden increase in prices. All those adverts you keep running. I wish we could do a survey on how many people came to you as a result of the ads and how many stayed. really, there must be a corellation otherwise your crappy service aint justified.

I dropped a long suggestion letter off in the suggestion box. Lets see how effective their Public Relations is..assuming they have one.

okay, thats a really kewl way of saying "Randomsies" and yes, i get the award for the most innovative blogger today..well that is if you dont count National Water and Sewerage Corporation over at Tumwi's but they dont count coz they aint bloggers, just people who have this need to get their biz in your face.

Thats not right actually. Its more like get your biz out of their faces or something.

Meanwhile Tumwi been meaning to ask...did u go see "Om shanti Om", think that was the title. Indian thingies be stalking me even had a dream where i was doing the whole scooter thingy humming some indian tune..prolly even had the words in there somewhere..cant remember for the life of me! Even heaven! featured...keep telling you i like your picture thingy but u dont want to hook me up!

So i missed Bhh and from all reports, it was swiiiingggin or is that banging? sure u get the point and i understand there mytnt be one in December. Guyz tisnt it the season to be jolly? Make merry and all those other descriptions of this monumentous and all round kewl month? we shall twy to attend this time and since end of the month is a trick perhaps it could be moved closer? im just saying....

Where was i? ooo yes..why is it...

That every time you see two guyz sitting in the "dark" at a bar u assume they are up to no good???

Every time you see chicks hanging at a bar, u assume that they want to be noticed and prolly are waiting for other people?

Everytime the traffic lights die at wandegeya we end up in endless jams?

That i suspect our helper works for ISO as a result of him having a cell number that only 6 people have?

That most of you can relate to Macy Gray's "Why didnt u call me"? LOL
For those of you who are claiming ignorance, the first few lines go like this

We went out one night
Everything went right
We got something started
It was outta sight
We had such a good time
Hey! Why didn't you call me?
I thought I'd see you again

That your old jams sound good even today?

That they let some people act movies like stone cold steve austin.

That i have to go now.

goes off to do research! back in a few!!

SHE LIKES ME FOR ME- third eye blind

she dont care about my car,
and she dont care about my money,
and thats real good cuz i dont got a lot to spend,
but if i did it would mean nothing.

She likes me for me,
not because i look like tyson bedford,
with the charm of robert redford,
unsing out my ears,
what she sees,
are my most rending desisions,
my insecure conditions,
and the tears upon the pillow that i shed.

she don't care about my big screen,
or my collection of dvds,
things like that just never mattered much to her,
plus she don't watch too much tv.

she dont care that i could fly her,
to places she aint never been,
if she really wants to go,
i think deep down she knows that,
all she has to say is when.

she likes me for me,
not because i hang with leonardo,
or that guy who played in fargo,
i think his name was steve.
shes the one for me,
and i just cant live without her,
my arms belong around her,
and im so glad i found her once again,
and im so glad i found her once again,
yeah im so glad i found her once again.

gazing at the ceiling,
as we entertain our feelings in the dark,
things that we're afraid of,
are gonna show us what we're made of in the end.

she likes me for me,
not because i sing like pavarotti,
or because im such a hottie.(sigh)

i like her for her,
not because shes phat like cindy crawford,
she has got so much to offer,
why does she waste all her time with me?
there must be something there that i don't see,
i don't see.

she likes me for me,
not because im tough like dirty harry,
make her laugh just like jim carrey,
im like the cable guy,
but what she sees,
is that i cant live with out her,
my arms belong arround her,
and im so glad i found her once again,
i found her once again,
once again,
yeah im so glad i found her once again.

I have been with James for 3 years now, darling sweet James. James who is everything i want in a man, he's caring, sensitive, kind..let me not bored you with all the things i wish i could say about darling sweet James.

James asked me to marry him. I was over the moon! Had i not already had the invitations written out in my head? Had i not already chosen my colours, the sitting arrangement. I had even selected our menu, carefully picking out the foods we would eat that day, that day my life would be complete because i knew i would officially belong to sweet James.

We picked out our curtains the other day and i thought, Yes, this is all coming together rather nicely. James lets me get my way, he is such a wise man.

The oddest thing seemed to be happen a whiles back, almost 4 months ago, i didnt think anything of it, after all i had my sweet james and my life was all planned out.I met Euguene... strong, funny, charming Eugene.

Eugene who smiles and i think about that smile hours later when im with James and i realise that James really should have seen a dentist some odd years ago. Eugene who says my name and i feel like he's remembering everything about me.Eugene who gives me a hug and i think..yes, this is aman who knows how to hold a woman.

I sit here looking at james and wonder if i am settling for....James when i could have Eugene. I mean, 3 years are just that 3 years..i could be giving the rest of my mortal life to a man who is just sweet, wise, considerate..sweet wise, considerate..sweet wise considerate...

What do i do with James? Should i tell him im having 2nd and 3rd thoughts or should i wait it out? There's a possibility this thing with Eugene wont fly and then where will that leave me? Alone, thats where, having to do this whole relationship thing again, having to explain why i let sweet darling James go.

But what about me? This is my life! I cannot be expected to settle for James when i can get Eugene, hell i could get 20 Eugene's.

But then i can always count on James. James wont ever let me down.James will always be there to fight my battles with me, James gets me.

I use the term "they" to refer to those higly innovative Ugandans who work in the coprate world who like to shop at Uchumi, Shoprite and or Game.

So Game stores decided that they were going to open the store longer than usual and have "them" buy stuff at a 10% discount between 7.30pm and 10.30pm.

Talk about madness! I got to see people i hadnt seen since school which was aaaages ago which when you think about it was pretty kewl.

ooo...didnt buy anything..which is exactly what i had set out to do. The lines were worse than Capital shoppers on a bad day.

People say that love and death are the two common and universal human journeys.
There is a difference though, love is more powerful and lasts longer.
A body is taken only once but love can be given a thousand times.
Ask how someone died, the answer is finite, ask how they loved, the answer is infinite.
Jeffery Seaver

So im sitting here trying to think of the things i have been up to recently that qualify as mad and i have nuthing...AT ALL! every time i feel i have been a mad gal out on the town, guyz b dissing me like i dont have game ((wonder who i have been hanging with!!) but still i must roll like they aint got nuthing on me and be like that coz im hot.

Im sorry, i tried, i reallllly tried but i cant talk like that!!!!

SO lets see...wat i have been up to....
1. Finally got around to looking up a life. yeah, nuthing new there.
2. Went to the cinema...yeah, thats a big deal especially for me.
3. Went and finally hang out with pork eaters. Still dont see the point thought but will.get. there.
4. Went kareokeying....soooo sure that dont exist.
5. Lived life through other peeps..again, nuthing new there.

Before i forget: Movie review.

1. Constellation. Cant remember the qoute will b back with it soon :D
2. Thee condemned. I think they just wanted "Stone cold" steve austin (WWE) to be in a movie. Nuff said.

Okay, the basic point is ok...the way we got to the basic point however leaves a lot to be desired.

This is the idea. Get 13 inmates on deathrow on an island, have them fight to the death and at the end of 30 hrs, who ever is alive gets to walk. Another one of those reality tv show thingies.

So how does one watch "reality"? the Internet...yes...the INTERWEB thingy.

have to run now...update later :D

How do i know that at the end of this conversation i wont ever hear your voice again? How will i ever be able to wake in the morning and not think about you, worry about you, not want to share my dream, not wanting to make you laugh coz you have such a hard day ahead of you?

How will i know that i cannot call you up to say i miss you? How will i live with this feeling of emptyness? This void i know will one day be filled..one day..not today but some day.

I just had the most fantastic donut. Im not talking those hard oily ones that just scream to be thrown out. Im talking an "oil less" donut topped with chocolate (not cocoa, chocolate!!)curtesy of Javas.. (yeah, did not know they had opened up again).

Speaking of Javas, i hope it continues to provide good service coz it might have been captured by the whole "night club/establishment syndrome". This syndrome is as a result of success going to an entreprenuers heads which causes them to expand on their establishment in order to hold the ever growing crowd. Unfortunately, what these entreprenuers forget is Ugandans are flighty characters. One week they will be all over your place and the next no one will remember the name.

Finally figured out the reason why people who are dating hang together. Took me a looooong time, but finally i got it! wil go out to party, yay!!

Just recieved this sms.

Hey gal.Merry CHOGM and a happy Queens visit.

Understanding happens on so many levels its amazing how more and more often it feels like a light bulb going off in your head. Its like a snap! (and no im not talking about that Money Gram ad. that lies to us about getting your money across "just like that" when it actually takes 10 minutes which is logically much longer than even the slowest finger snapper can take!).

I have had to take out sometime to understand a certain person and how i should relate to them. kinda like understanding why you went from a bff to an ex-bff (im playing) but then again, that might be a good example. You know how you sooo know where you stand with someone and then one day, it changes and you wonder why.

And then the very next day you go like "riiight. whatever" because when you think about it there's no point in hussling over something thats already done. All this depends on your mood ofcourse.

Have a friend who doesnt believe in discussing issues. He thinks by the time you tell him something, you have made up your mind. Makes sense, doesnt it?
Now this is a chap you should not tell about your plans to commit suicide. He doesnt understand the concept of "cry for help". Apparently its the norm for you to know what you want and go out to get it. This makes him a good listener but useless as a "fixer". You know how you want that guy to be there and you talk non stop and not expect him to fix things or at the very least expect hm to act as if he wants to fix your problem? yeah, he isnt that for me, which is the reason i never call him when im stranded.

which reminds me, heard an interesting story of this lady whose husband caught her with her "dude of the evening" one time. Now this is a classic case of people not thinking strategies through.

Now apparently the lady and her love got stuck somewhere in the middle of nowhere coz her car broke down and she called her husband to rescue her. i had a few qns to ask.
1.what is the purpose of having this guy with you who is as helpless as you? i mean, one of you surely should know how to get out of such jams.
2.what variety of daft are you to call your husband to the rescue as you wait with your "dude".
3. what variety of stupid are you to wait for the husband to rescue you?

Ex bff was gushing about his friend who is a lucky dude as he is marrying a woman who loves to cook. I completely agree, not all of us are gifted that way, not all of us want to do the whole ironing, washing, cooking thing... we are too busy ruling the world :D

But that little bit reminded me of this time i went to this couple's house for dinner with my sister and her husband. Now, i had heard for a long time of the husbands ability to cook like a god so i figured i was in for a treat.

I must admit i was also a bit skeptical, cooking like a god does not translate into stunning edible food, u know, but then i had nothing to loose. Fortunately i'm one of those who can mix all sorts of food and get away with it.

The thing my relatives forgot to tell me about this house is, apparently you can tell who cooked so you know "what to expect". When the food was finally presented, it looked normal and i could not help but think "thats it??". It was all gravy until i landed on the juice, one of those dangerous concoctions...yes concoctions, not punch.

I filled my tumbler quarter way and went on my merry way. As we sat down i noticed my sister and her husband did not have juice but this did not overly concern me then. Later on as i took the first sip, i felt the heat of the eyes (as a result of their intently staring at me)and looked up to find them observing me amusedly.

My mother brought me up the right way, i struggled through the juice, asked what the ingredients were for future reference and off we went. when we got home, i asked them ((because they had just suffered through relatively dry food) why they had not had anything to drink.

Their answer: gwe, madam was cooking. We thought the juice might have worked for you,we did not want to spoil it for you. (((likely story!!!))

Moral of the story: Having your boo cook better than you is not necessarily a good thing.

Heard something interesting a while back. Apparently when you are married and you have an argument with your partner, it shows in the food you prepare.Interesting,yes?

OOO and just so you know, i did not hear that from only one person.

I dreamed i could not find him.
He who represents new life
He who represents new dreams.
He who had been given me to watch over for less than a day.

I took him to the tub
I looked away for one second
And he was gone.

I frantically searched through the suds,
Looking for this precious bundle who was not mine
And thought to myself,
Death should come easy to me.

You met him and Dora at a bistro you liked to visit, lured there by the simplicity of its design, the conversation and the genuienly mixed up characters that call it "home". You thought he was interesting but did not stop to really pay attention to him because realistically the only times you met where at the bistro, outside that you had your own life, your own frustrations. But in the comfort of that place you could be anyone you wanted to be, and no one would hold it against you because, they too, were acting out parts.

Dora struck you as a really fun easy to talk to person who appeared to have all the guyz at the "Place" clammering to talk to her.There's always one of those, you think to yourself.

With the passing of time, as is the case with human beings, you notice that you keep meeting up with him and dora-sharing space-and you think to yourself, days at the bistro just got better! Until progressively you notice that you are spending more and more time with him, you justify this, thinking "well, we are just friends" and besides him and dora probably "click more" and you are the "stand in".

And then it happens, you spend that one magical evening together, think about him on the way home, go over your conversation in detail over and over again until the threads of your memory begin to stretch and supply you more invigorating endings to the evening and you are just too excited to care.

You are suddenly the cheerleader to the quarterback, the jack in the daniels, the sun in the flower..the clouds in the sky and in those highly euphoric moments, you ask yourself what you are doing. But the feeling is just too interesting to let go, a blend of emotions yet untappered by your as yet unadventurous spirit. You chuck it all in and make "Gone with the wind" your personal motto.

He does not ask you to be his gal and yet somehow this is understood between you. You "BELONG" and yet occasionally reality hits you. with the help of your friends of course, and they start to ask you those odd questions.
1. Did he actually ask you out or are you assuming he did?
2. Is this the real deal or are you just having a fling?
3. Does he work? Does he earn enough to support a family?
4. Where does he come from? How many sisters does he have?
5. Are all his limbs intact????
6. What kinda guy is he?

He's as close to perfect for you at this time at this point in your life. You can completely be free with him. You get angry with him and tell him off 10 times and he listens to you, then asks if you can have a truce drink later. You get high for the very first time in your life and its glorious. You now know what not to mix.

With the passing of time you start to notice that he's jut not that into you.
You make the excuses, you make the time. You worry that u are not doing anything right. You worry that he really is not listening to you when you discuss "us" and then worry and finally realise that you are doing all the work and after crying a few buckets because you were sooo sure u had "found him", u let go

well, you try to let go. You still hope, in some corner of your heart, that he will come back to you, that he will become interested enough to ask you how you are doing or if everything is okay with you but with time u realise that that wont happen. It did not happen before and it wont happen again and then u realise something, you are happy.

You no longer have to worry about this person who made you worry more than enjoy your day,you no longer have to wait for him to recognise and acknoweldge you.

You are sooo much more than anything he could possibly think or know or imagine you are and then, when you have found this peace, Dora turns up again.

Dora who is everything you are not, a mirror of you...a more independent, funnier, more entertaining version of you and you cant imagine her waiting for him to call or on him for that matter and u begin to question everything u did.

Maybe if you had not bugged him. Maybe if you had not crowded him.Maybe if you had not listened to Darren when he said to hang in there as relationships are made stronger by the hard situations they endure.

Maybe if you had not even begun to kid yourself, maybe.... just maybe..

The truth of the matter remains that even if you cry over him or wail when he lets you know he is talking to Dora and having a ball... you keep asking yourself
if maybe...just maybe he did not end up with the wrong gal right from the start.

1. Im thinking of starting a campaign to get Crystal (Hit Selector) or Melanie or whoeever does the Sanyu FM countdown on saturday to play James Onen's hit single "Ready for Chogm" i think its called. i heard it last evening and a really good laugh. He addresses issues revolving around Uganda's preparation for the Meeting and what promises have come to fruitation during this peak in our countries history. Now...if we could just get it on YouTube..Onen would be a star!!!!

2. Im all for the public holidays during this period although to some extent i feel like we are being kept away from the main activities like little bad "kiddie". i do not agree with some politicians who are declaring this move as a ploy by the government to keep the general public away from the proceedings. I mean, the peoples forum for example is open to the public. Which reminds me, the other day an advert run for the peoples forum...

Venue: Beside Hotel Africana
Qn: On which side exactly????"

3. Another one of those signposts that amused me, i found, at or is it in Spice gardens.

"Drivers not allowed in cars".
Qn: How do we drive in or out????????

4.Decided to try out Fussion 9 on Accacia Avenue. I know, behind i am. Wanted to see what the fuss was about and wouldnt you know it, on the day i went!!! will write serious review later.

5.Found an alumni group thing on facebook and yes ex-Bff, even if the majority of us are doing maloo, we shall persist till we reach our goal!! I was looking at the discussion board and it was interesting to note that where as the majority of the discussants ((do not like that word, if it even exists) were years ahead of me in school, i could actually relate to what they were talking about. Makes you realise more and more that age, really is just a number. You walked the same roads, suffered the same agonies so you "get each other"

6. Edd imma look you up and we go food tasting. Kissyfur..wat happened to the wine drinking thing????

7. Im happy.

i was going to guuuuuuuuuuuush abt this new place we discovered this weekend but i have decided to review once i have been there again.

the bad intro can be forgiven by the fact that the food was nice..well most of the food was nice, now these are thing things of going out to eat after feastin on food channel for about an hour. NUuuuuuthing will look or taste good,although you cannot really compare ugandan/african food to european food.

i mean, u cant honestly taste matooke and talk about rich flavours and how the chef got it just right! first off matooke takes on its taste from whatever sauce u serve it with so u cant say, as a stand alone dish its superb!

okay, on further consideration..the soupu (another one of those ugandan phrases) makes the food work. You can tell a really bad meal just from the sause.You know that distinct take-away gravy or that gravy that just screams ki kumi ki kumi??

I was in some apparently upclass organisation recently and was appaled to note that the lunch just screamed ki kumi! i know, i know...twas free but sometimes! u need to eat your food and enjoy it, not suffer through fork fulls in the name of free, dont u agree?

Either i went to the wrong school or missed out on some class or something or i just was not paying attention.Either way, i was left behind somewhere or as we used to say "i am behind curtains" (if u dont know what that means...!!!))

I have been told that to end up with that ideal man (aside from the obvious praying and hoping you find the man from whom a rib was looted to form u..singing "Missing rib " ((so sure that isnt the name!!)) by ken Serukenya and the black sisters right abt now..eh! wat happened to those guyz?) if you dont know the song, u cllllllllleeearly werent ropped into KPC stuff back in the day or attended "True Love Waits" conferences.Again..wat happened to those things!!

T! focus. must stop annoying habbit of wondering.

So yes..back to my point...

I have been told that to end up with that ideal man, you must pray really hard and more specifically pray specifically. No for those prayers of "Jesus i want a man who seeks YOU"..myt b any... so presenting someone's list. err...go back a bit

The point of this list is so when u meet someone that might qualify to be "the one", you will recognise and appreciate them more. Also when u ask God for your ideal man.. He knows and you know what you wil be getting urself into when the man is delivered ((okay, last part is my addition :D)..

Presenting....again..someone's list.

WHAT I WANT IN A MAN.

PHYSICAL: Tall, dark but not black, lean, attractive

OTHERS: Intelligent, sensitive, confident, witty, charming,adventourus, sensual, hard working, innovative,extovert, dependable,time conscious, in touch with God on a personal level

(((ones that amused me some)))
1. Humourus (british humour preferably)-apparently this has to do with the whole intelligent thing..no slap stick going on so those who like commedy like Barbed wire..lol
2.Financially stable (okay in the near future, theres hope)
3.Addicted to me
4.Not clueless about romance..
5. NO stray music..i.e Cameleon

I have been reconsidering my life as i know it or more importantly my blog as i know it. You should not take life too seriously because it will just turn on you. A pastor once said something that suck with me. He said "you go through life panicking, trying to reach the next goal and then when you get there its like "and then what?".

Thats the thing about things we pursue, you get to the peak and then you go like "and then what". eh...beggining to sound like mr. basics!! must. revert.

but seriously..been going through a lot of blah and i really need to find a purpose for my life. I really should have been paying attention when "A purpose driven life" was taking the city by storm!!!!!

In other uninteresting news.. i went to an interview this week. I didnt get the job and i dont think i didnt get it because i wasnt qualified... i think i came off as overly confident and i was overly qualified...imagine that! Such is life...

tomorow i shall return the happy person i am but for now...wat am i doing???

Still I Rise


You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

Maya Angelou

1. I have discovered or im finally beginning to appreciate some character traite in a recently acquired member of the family that i find a tad alarming. We all embelish stories on occassion but you mostly you keep to the basic truths especially if you know that concerned parties might meet up to discuss the issue. i usually dont care what people do or say but, when something you say concerns Me and people that matter to ME then thats a different bowl game. Now this particular person tells different versions of stories and its okay, if YOU WERENT THERE WHEN IT HAPPENED! So im stuck between taking the heat or explaining what happened. But as im such a peace loving person ((read sucker) i usually let it go but one day....this person will go tooo far!

2.This couple arguing over marriage. chick not feeling him coz he just bought a bachelor pad and there's no where for the children to sleep. i hear

woman:where will the children sleep? the house has only one bedroom!!!!
man :have u heard the word "sofa bed"

conclusion: clueless!!!

3.ATM's not working yesterday. Whats with that?? Again, this is a clear case of the limited power of consumers in Uganda. I mean, if you know that there will be a number of people accessing the machines why make them inaccessible? the bank im talking about Barclays nee Nile.

4. Run into an old friend yesterday...i swear i was going somewhere different with that line only now im singing Fantasia..

5.Heard this, this morning. Driver driving boss to work in the morning.

Boss: Why are you in such a hurry? im the one going to work,You are already at work!

i hear the driver was soo put in his place, he doesnt yap any more on the way to work, holds the steering wheel with two hands and drives wwaaaaaaaaaaay below 30kph

6.looking for plot this weekend. Holla at me!

1. Have you ever found yourself watching a movie/program and asked yourself what you were doing? Asked yourself if you did not have better things to do with your time?

Thats exactly how i felt yesterday after watching "the weather man"-Nicolas Cage. As i did not start the movie, i kept hoping it was going to pick up, kept waiting for the punch line. More than an hour later, i was still waiting.

There just wasnt anything in it! it was just a weeak movie! Well come to think of it, Nicolas Cage did come with a "full head of hair" so maybe that was a redeaming point but no... usually u watch an odd movie and one line cracks you up but not this one...no sirrey bob! You want to watch a movie in fascination coz really there are some people who clearly lost the plan some time ago.

Case in point "the secretary" (yes, if you have watched the movie, u prolly agree with me). The main thing i was able to discern from this movie is.."people are wierd!!".

It basically revolves around this secretary who's a bit repressed, doesnt have a boyfriend (big suprise!)but is actually sexually...."adventurous" im talking burning uwaself with an iron to get a little high..u know sin in haste, repent at leisure or some odd thing like that.

The thing is ofcos, you can only be soo wierd if there's someone to balance out ur wierdness otherwise twldnt make sense.She eventually ends up with the boss (shocker!twas but the next logical thought in a series of odd events). oooo by the way, love conquers all.

2.men can be clueless. Nuff said.

3.Cartoons rock!

Maybe i switched too soon. Maybe i should have stuck to the black a little longer. My fighting spirit is at a low at the moment, i really should have stuck to the black!

first off, as per usual i delayed things too long and as a result UMEME caught up with me. oooo the shame! i changed my name, i was down.. ((focus T! not the time to burst into Lion king!))

SO anyhu, im okay...a bit ticked off coz i predict a long day of trying to find electricity with little luck...myt end up in like kisasi! Gosh! so faaaar a way!

In unrelated news...the black is getting to me!Must. find. light.

A friend just reminded me that the papers carried an article about the end of loadshedding. Thot the papers were to blame for such untrue "facts" but i think that snitch in UMEME is cllllllllleaaarly passing on the wrong info! We need a new one! we need a new one! ((together))...we want a new one... ((twil catch on! have no doubt!!!))..:D

I had a friend staying over in Serena (serena is that hotel in kampala city that confused Ugandans into thinking browny yellowy is the new white! okay...its more than that, you can read about it in all its glory here)so i went over to see her.

Did i mention that Serena is |In"?

Anyway,the rooms are done in soft browns bordering maroon ( is that the right term) and looooooooads of white, its amazing! Unfortunately, the view from her room is not all that as you get an eye full of Imperial Royale..not pretty! As we were leaving the room she walked over to the drapes to make sure no one could have a look see into her room.

So i ask wat the big deal was,i mean, its not like anyone would be interested in looking into her room..this was her reply...
"Heard of David and Bathsheba?"

incase u do not know the story look up uwa Bible...

I had one of the happiest mornings, this morning (repitition, darn!) but thats okay.
All u need know is i had one of those really scary, alarmingly real, horrible, dreams of being back in school and having to sit some exam i did not know was coming. I was sooooo over the moon when i woke up. Such happyness filled my heart!

Have you ever met someone or known of someone you could swear you went to school with? And you are sooo sure you could stake your life on it? Prolly have...thats exactly what happened to me a few days ago.

I was talking to a friend about a mutual friend he claimed went to schoool with him and i was assuring him that i'd gone to school , at least for two years, with her. It was soo silly coz we were both sure about what we were going on about. Turns out i was wrong ((grins)).

Met up with a friend i hadnt heard from in a while as a result of an age war thing going on and yet he looks younger than me ((according to me)) and yet he's about 9 years older than me. Darn good genes! Eh but that means his kiddies are set! up side in everything, right?

Did a lot of chauffer detail today. Maybe i should make this a full time job but man, its one of the most boooooooooooring jobs ever!

I was flippin through Friday's paper when i came across some articles that tickled me funny bone and made me question what constitutes as news...case in point...

1. The Mumbere's honeymoon in Mweya. Picture, front page...mumbere and wifey sitting infront of about four guards clearly guarding the man and sitting a little too close for comfort( in my opinion at least).

Now, my first thought was "come on guyz, should i decide to take out the Mumbere, i could take a shot from faaaaar away, he's out in the open!! hello!"

Then it hit me..first the guards are carrying those uuuuugly guns that clearly scream SECURITY! which made me appreciate the fact that "Guards" sorry detail security officers havent caught onto the whole gun in holster thing. sigh....

Second,in my opinion atleast, the Mumbere isnt hot news! we dont have that one celeb everyone follows around like Diana (rest her soul). Celebrity's in Uganda are like any other "Cause" in Uganda..they die out faster than you can say Celeb!

2.Apparently famers (agriculturalists) are being asked to register their chicken in deferance to the bird flu out break. I was wondering how exactly this registration is supposed to pan out. Do you walk in, get the forms and say "okay, this week i got David, Jerry and Peter? i dont know wats with samantha and rosey, they took a hike and never saw them again! i hope they will turn up soon though.."

i mean come on! plus this is an interesting way of dealing with the issue at hand.isnt the way to go burn all the chickies???

3.Saw an advert from HITS telecom interesting the masses in becoming dealers for them. This is the catch, on submission of documentation, you submit 200,000 shs. Now, i have no problem with this gimmick, apparently its a way to sort out the serious from the flacky. This is my problem, you arent told the "qualities" to possess so really, i may be giving you my 200,000 shs. for free! and as the company is under no obligation to explain why they disqualify you....

4. City tycoon Sudhir Ruparelia is to recieve an honourary Doctorate of Laws in BUsiness from Uganda Pentecostal University...hmmmmm

5.Miss Chogm...Miss Tourism...interesting

6.|Decided i want a kabiriti...sooooo kewl! okay, i need one..problem is, its locked to MTN, darn!

7. Visit.

8. Im hungry!! ((hurries off to find something to eat!)

Thanks Nathan
www.craigslist.org

So im sitting in a cafe trying to decide what to write about and im spoilt for choice as i cannot make up my mind. these two young ladies just walked by me and one was talking about searching for stuff and i thought about Craigslist and how i sooo badly wanted to start one.

The idea is to have this one list with things u want to sell or buy or basically things you are looking for.Anyone is allowed to put up information and as an "informal" information portal it works well and brilliantly, i think.

Think we need one here, one where people selling land can let u know without you having to use a broker or room to rent, or a pair of oriental sandles some one wants to get rid of. Twld get rid of many middle men...which may not be a good thing, on further analysis...

In other news, been watching "Hustle" season two,niiiice. one of those things that can only happen in movies! Hussle is about grifters or con artists who get away with the con every time (no suprise there) oo wait, thats not true, they do loose out on like one occassion so i guess it makes the series "more realistic".

wont go into detail....look it up!especially if u want to laugh a bit and wonder at how the brits. expect us to buy the story line...interesting thingymagig.

I usually pay attention to Big brother on sunday night and when Ivan (thank you) lets me know whats going on.soz this sunday i was kinda hoping richard wld go home but i knew code wld have to be sacrificed at the alter of entertainment.

Now waaaaaaaaaay back i'd heard code had a wife oba girl friend who was white. richard's married.

kati, evictions happen n code is kicked out talking abt how he was being real about his feeling, no wat'is sayin?how he was down for mau and stuff. n then in one of those things that only jerry springer does best, Biggie n co pull out Code's pregnant girlfriend/life partner person and code is in total shock! (either coz she's actually there or coz she's pregers, me have no idea)

Now, juna verheji (codes girlfriend) goes on about how, as a nurse (no idea how it relates!), she understands how when u have 12 guyz n girls in a confined space for long periods of time with some alcohol, things happen.

okay Juna, enough with the lying to self!

me wldnt understand how my man, for whom im carrying a tot or two, goes around getting a girlfriend on International Television! and gets intimate with the said girlfriend... i wld try to understand if he told the other chick that he cldnt commit coz he had some stuff in the "real world" he had to sort but no..this guy just went riiiight into the deal.

But code's situation isnt that bad...Richard has declared LOOOOOOOOVE alll the way, the married punk! as for the squirel, im not too sure how much of her feelings are real.

all me wanna know is where is Richards wife in all of this?? and how come all the wifes are white?

these guyz just fit the profile, its amusing! okay more like stereotype..and Code was just written for the part of guy with white girl friend...

this is Code..dark skinned, untammed hair and wana bee accent. prolly smokes and drinks like a fish and goes around talking about Jah! okay...in this case "showtee".

apparently they met when she went to his country to do "oba research" and they u know, did the usual, went out and stuff and as a result, Code Jr. is on the way to happy land.

Code is just lucky he is dealing with a more accepting person. i wont use the term "white" coz thats segregative and stuff and doesnt really say anything about anything. U try that stunt on a mukiga woman and see wat happens..just TRY! okay, that maybe a bit hard...just imagine..IMAGINE...wat drama wil befal u when u decide to go run about with another woman on the telly!

Atleast code inst in too much soupu coz he aint legally tied down...richard myt need tatiana to fight his battle coz that wife aint going to take no crap. wat i wldnt pay to be there!

Biggie is throwing in a twist with two fake housemates coming in which wil be interesting to watch (on sunday, as per usual). All i can say is atleast Mau has gotten to the step Gaetano did..wait wasnt he the 8th to leave? im kinda optimistic our girl will at least feature this week ((if she can get over loosing Code, pull it together Madam!)) about us taking the money, not tooo sure.

eh! u see how i have made it an "us" thing! ooo we so do liikkkkkkkkkkkkkke to tie on people.

1. The usual haters over there at UCC are up to no good as per usual.

I mean, first we have to suffer with silly parliamentarians who allow the 30% air time tax be instituted, after all they dont really feel the pinch coz we pay for their airtime through "public funding" (read other irrelevant taxes we pay)so really, they can afford to sit back and allow such things b passed.

now UCC has decided to ban all the promotions..big suprise! my qn is..where have they been the last two months? writing up the MEMO? it took them a WHOLE TWO months to notice these irregularities in telecommunication servince provision? oba it was one of those committee meeting things..where it tooook foooooooooooooorever to get worked on.

im just saying..we waz havin fun on the freebies...sure, there were hours twas virtually impossible to talk to some one but thats y we have SMS!! and SMS a way we did..but now u want to take that away from us!! (bursts into Mariah's...cant take that away from us..something something...)))

i have a feeling, aside from the obvious lack of information relay that obviously delayed this decision, that the UCC peeps get discounts on air time anyway, so banning the promo's wont hurt them on bit!

Meanwhile guyz, i think i speak for the whole Nation when i say they were PROMOS! lemme say it in full PROMOTIONS (which doesnt make a lick of sense when u say it like that!) but the point is, they were going to END! sheeesh! one more month of goodness n we wld have all been happy but noooooooooooo u'd to go rain on our parade! HATERS!

2. my colleague suspects our client is about to do a runner on us or more specifically a "thank you for the idea, holla!". reason is, i hear we are at the stage we need a committee. Now everyone knows the only people who benefit from these committees are the committee members (big suprise) as they get sitting allowances, free pens and note books n lots n lots of refunds and their out put ammounts to ZERO!
committees are notorious for being the most effective way to be ineffective and with good reason.

Most of the time, everyone is playing the "pin the dweeb" game. the aim of this game is to pass on responsibility to the next person who passes it on to the next and so on. The objective is to never be tagged the "dweeb" so there's a lot of shifty feet going on.

As long as the client funds the committee meetings n i dont have to be there, im good!

3.im beginning to think working on Nasser and Nkrumah roads is a talent...a skill which im painfully working on and yet i find, i will have no use for...i think.

4. Anyone know how Be silent is?

So i have been as if employed seriously for the last four days, i dont know how you people do this everyday... my other so called colleague is of the view that we go money hunting for next week... How will we do this, u myt ask?
We will hound all the marketing peeps in kampala until they break down n toss us a few millions...

Sounds easy, dont it? Well its not..if it was i'da created my own title and company purely based on this principle but from my vast experience, i can say...tisnt a plan!

So my new plan is to find a job... oooo and sit some stinking exam...ooooo oooo and chase me transcript (that one has been pending for some time now) oooo oooo and get a life ((again, has been pending for some time))

In other news...the ex bff is moving on to better things so as a result im flying solo.

I met some guy about 7 months ago (eh! cant really remember)soz his sister met me ((wait, im story repeating for sure!! checks log!!))) if u want history, its in there somewhere.. soz he was asking a mutual friend about me n me waz like "gosh uze still alive?" so i IM'd...see i do keep in touch possibly coz i was told to loose his number..the evil eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeevil man!

Recap of workshop that i have been attending like: tis on banana/matooke and more specifically Tooke flour..in other words working with natural resource to make useful materials that u can earn money from. So we waz using tooke flour to make recipies and stuff.

wat i have learnt aside from consistency of the flour, that is..
1. Secretaries get a raw deal! (been one)
2. People who get "ideas" make the dimes..think i should emphazise that this only works if u get the idea and know the RIGHT people. hence this initiative on banana. The president commissioned it apparently
3. Stereotyping sometimes is fruitful ((get it? fruit? banana??...ahh forget it!))
4. Im bored

So tis closing this afternoon and im sincerly being paid peanuts but i guess it beats sitting at home broke!and its just four days (yeah, i know, sounds like im over justifying it, even to me!!!)

my heart is pierced...my T rejects the song of my lips

whence my damsel, shall i come upon my golden boda boda and carry you off into the land of happiness to live with you and share my waking moments holding thee...your hair against my chest, my hands holding yours...where shall we go..to be alone with the stars only to gaze upon us

and she laughs, her laugh fills the air, and makes me want to say her name...the mere roll of her name is like sweet fragrance on the bedspread Ta...

like the morning chirping of the swallow, like the whole world is as one and in that one moment...that single silent voice speak and all i hear is Ta...

she inspires me to new heights,to places i have not been to, to depths of my heart i thought i never had, she has found me, and in me found a passion, the song i sing only for you, the song of passion that only he who has discovered true love could even comprehend, she has found a jewel, rough it may be, she has brought it forth and in her, it shall be made perfect

those are the melodies of my heart, the sound of your voice has strummed the strings of this heart and all it can do is sing, a song of love, a song of sadness and yet of of joy, for where once there was emptiness now you are there, yet this cursed sea would dare to keep us apart, oh for the the world to know, that not even the sky nor depth would keep me away from you, that i would dare any storm to challenge me, i would prevail for my heart beats for you,Ta..., my heart beats.....only....for you

so gal,you shall believe when i hold your hand, and gaze in your eyes, remind you that even i am a mortal man, yet this mortal man has had his heart pierced, with the arrow of cupid,a mortal blow has been struck, and it is at your feet that i lay, given completely to your love

the words of my mouth shall come forth and be true when they shall speak of you

So ai killed my eternal hope and dream to have y'al plan my party by annnnouncing to the whole of blogistan his party thingy before me, guess it serves me right for having me birthday some time before i'd actively started blogging. ((and no, it isnt an eternal hope, it just sounded coooler like that :D)

i organised myself to go party after all i consider ai my friend so i called him up to ask for directions to the venue since nuthing was showing by midday. Yes, i know i was too early, i dont subscribe to the whole Ugandan call to find out when the party starts theory. i myt set out at the time the party is starting ((grins)) but i need to know to plan bulungi and for some odd reason, im usually first to get there, have to make conscious effort to be late,i hear its fashionable.the costume thing got me..i reeeeeeeeeeaaallly wanted to see what ugandans were going to come up with.

So we carry our drink ((which come to think of it i didnt see again)) and get there about 11. The party was in full swing altho there were two parties ((conviniently)) in the same area but dont worry, we went to the right one altho im sure there were not carry ur card type things.

It was bangin! Walked in at the same time as dante so atleast i nu i knew someone else. U know those first akwierd moments when u r trying to decide if u want to be a wall flower and stuff? yes...some of us, for all our brilliance,suffer these moments but after a while, figured..tis a party! get out and mingle and mingle we did..


lets see...also met Baz and Dee..which was niiiice.

Some peeps in costume i met.

Dante: black shirt, black trousers... A.k.A Johnny cash
Dee: tiiight little red holey number.... A.K.A ((cant say, me shy))all im willing to say is that a number of jaws dropped as a result... i hear its a guy thing.
Baz: blue shirt, blue trousers, grey jacket, colar.. A.K.A Preacher..PIMP Reverand
Harry Potter: white shirt, shades,cap ((no idea how it relates)
Boda Boda guy: Jacket with hood
Sharon: A.k.A stone: brown shirt and jeans
SHaron: A.K.A the begger..green jumpers,ripped jeans
Ai: A.k.A April, the handy mover person
Besigye: no costume really, think it had to do with the voice ((grins))

i went in awhite shirt, brown gypsy skirt, cream jacket ...A.K.A Stand around chick! (niice,huh?)

now, for some oddddddddd reason, almost in all the conversations i had, the spice girls featured and all the people talking about them cldnt even remember WHO the spice girls were.. i hear if deadly spice wasnt in there u shd be the one.

Then dante cracked me up..this group of young impressionable girls turned up and i actually thot the guyz wld b fighting to talk to them..turns out brotherz had weeeaaak game..the girls ended up standing and dancing in their group until they left with Dante. True story. ALL 30 of them left with him :D okay, they were more than 6 but before we got to the whole leaving thing, he sees them and goes like "Ivan, wats with the kids next door?"...ya had to be there...

speaking of which, i asked dante if he cld call him back take me home..(heard rumours of the punch being spikeeeeed) and he goes like "You can call me anything u like but..." the punk..hello..no drinky n drivey! speaking of which, we did engage in some reponsible conversation on AA...no, thats not Artists Arise, or Alive Arsonists but Alcoholics Anonymous.wasnt able to find out if we have a centre in kampala though...

found out some interesting "fact".. i hear, how can u tell someone was from gayaza high school? they are the only ones who say "cata" or is that "kata".. to mean make gramatical error or "kill a bufallo". u can always tell,they are the ones speaking the right "form of english" and must make the effort to say things like "i b hanging with people"..

meanwhile i was hating on one of those young impressionable girls..the light small ones..first chick was just the sterotype come to life, half cast and all, so she is p
we played an interesting game called "standing around coz we didnt have where to sit"..u have prolly tried it out and didnt know it had a name! now u do...

bits of conversation:

As happened between Harry Potter, Sharon Stone and Dee

Harry Potter: Wat say u, u have sex with me if u loose this bet?
Sharon: Sure, althoug u know u wont win, right? Are u a blogger?
Harry: errr....sure
S: where u blog at?
H: ass.blog
S: is that arse or ass?
H:the later
S: is this guy for real?
Dee: yes..tis for those arsenal fans......

my question is, y is Harry even talking sex, isnt he under 13 and stuff?

As happened between standing around chick and Pimp Reverand

R:u know i really shdnt get a refill ((looks at empty tumbler bemusedly))
S: well there's a suggestion we cld pass it around for "collection"..get rich quick, like that! (snaps fingers)
R: yeah, yeah! we'l like tape "miracle centre" on it and money! ((laughs uncontrollably))

that didnt happen..cldnt find tape, paper and a pen ((grins))


Verdict: twas soooooooooo much fun.Lots to drink and interesting people to chill with,wat more do u want?

In some un related news, this ugandan crazy friend of mine decided to hook me up with some vid. by abdu mulaasi of "Swimming Pool"fame. First off, i have a problem with that phrase. "of something fame"..wat does that actually mean?

in even some unrelated unrelated to the above post, Crystal of Sanyu FM fame ((gag)) was reading a menu from some restaurant ((okay, Bambo nest Bugolobi)) pointing out the errors. Some of that food aint right. U know how u go to restaurants and they are trying to come off as sophisticated so they add all sorts of things to their menu's to make them seem longer than the usual "chips, chicken, chaps salads" thing.. ((salads..another ugandan thingy that makes us unique))..which reminds me.a few yrs back, there was this add (cant remember wat for, possibly MTN) of some guy in a take away making his order "can i have chips, chicken..." n in the back ground someone shouts "Saako ne papaali".. LOL. now that combination in the same pack...
which also reminds me of some wierd things people ask for at shops/restuarants

1. can i have toilet paper, doom and watermellon?
2. can i have beer and two eggs?

Nuff said!

back to the first unrelated thing.abdu malaasi, the song is "tuwebuyungu"..which u can see here .YOU Tube came! but i was asking my friend if abdu cant sing a song under 3 minutes, gosh! these r not congolese tunes which taaakke foooooooooorever in some foreign language i dont get. As per usual, he is talking about women, love and importance issues. interesting..u shd check it out.

I remember a whiles back when we cldnt even begin to imagine that you would be caught dead with ugandan music on ur casette tape (yes), then cd now portable music player..we've come a long way!

yesterday on the eviction show, nameless (kenyan) provided the entertainment and i could help but think the only people who could really appreciate his vibes were East Africans which shows the how big and yet how small the world really is. You know, sometimes when we want to break out and become "stars" we dont understand just how big this task is.

in ug u release uwa song and depending on ur friends u get some air play u become a celeb, there aint no time like the present to start on this career,right? if u are lucky, u will hit in Kenya, TZ and Rwanda, not bad, 3 countries. If u are reallly lucky, then maybe south africa then u can go on those tours..i hear Sweden.

For Americans and Europeans on the other hand, being a muscician is a life choice u make when u are still a chicklet because just making it in Montana dont count or in Tenesse..u should be a recognised name in all the states possibly because this business is sooo commercialised which is why shows like Pop idol or American pop idol are the ONES! they take u from no one, to someone in one heart beat.

eh! wont get into this discussion now, first need a doze of E! then i be back.speaking of which, if ever there was a useless channel on Telly, E! is it. u spend time watching it and u keep thinking "wat are u doing?????" but u keep watching as if in trance..which i guess is important if u also listen to a useless channel like HOT 100 so u can know when they r spinning yarn or tellin u the truth. By the way, i have no beef with 100, i just ask that the DJ's do not say anything.the mood is right after all its the station with the "mostest" hip hop and r n b, then the dj's start talking and u just looose the plan. by the way, if u want to dodge news all day but still want interesting music to listen to, hot 100 is ur station..toooootallll blonde encouragement!

Meanwhile as a result of my meeting on saturday im expected to produce oba 1500 proposals..four words "in your dreams, buddy!"