Morning Mail - 5.13.09

Miranda Priestly: You thought I didn't know. I've known what was happening for quite some time. It just took me a little while to find a suitable alternative for Jacqueline. And that James Holt job was just so absurdly overpaid that of course she jumped at it. So I just had to tell Irv that Jacqueline was unavailable. Truth is, there's no one that can do what I do. Including her. Any of the other choices would have found that job impossible and the magazine would have suffered. Especially because of the list. The list of designers, photographers, editors, writers, models, all of whom were found by me, nurtured by me and have promised me they will follow me whenever and if ever I choose to leave Runway. So he reconsidered. But I was very very impressed by how intently you tried to warn me. I never thought I would say this, Andrea, but I really, I see a great deal of myself in you. You can see beyond what people want, and what they need and you can choose for yourself.
Andy Sachs: I don't think I'm like that. I couldn't do what you did to Nigel, Miranda. I couldn't do something like that.
Miranda Priestly: You already did. To Emily.
Andy Sachs: That's not what I... no, that was different. I didn't have a choice.
Miranda Priestly: No, no, you chose. You chose to get ahead. You want this life. Those choices are necessary.
Andy Sachs: But what if this isn't what I want? I mean what if I don't wanna live the way you live?
Miranda Priestly: Oh, don't be ridiculous. Andrea. Everybody wants this. Everybody wants to be us.
(Source: The Devil Wears Prada)

Ladies and Gentlemen good morning America, it was nice to see DC again.

I had this really weird dream for the 2nd time. I am in this big club, almost like the size of Love. And all of my friends, of each one of my networks is there. It’s very weird because most of the networks don't usually hang out together. They aren't together though more like each in a separate room. At a certain point, I keep trying to get everyone to leave and go with me, but they all disappear as soon as I suggest we leave. And then finally I see this girl who stops me and is like, oh I don't know, but sure I'll go with you. As soon as that happens, I start being pulled away and ushered out of the club. I reach back for the girl and she's like hold on hold on, as if she needs more time. But I can't stop because there are so many people around me ushering me out. As I look around I don't know any of these people, and everyone is a complete stranger. And as the door opens its just bright lights, like strobe flashes, a whole lot of commotion, and I turn to look back to see if anyone's around and they are still nowhere to be found. So much like the scene in The Devil Wears Prada where Miranda looks for her assistant, Andy, and she has walked off, I just turn and go into the light alone.

Another dream I had last night during my, I'll be up late watching the Lakers tonight nap. I am in the car headed to some type of event or club. It appears to be a luxury car because I'm in the back. But something occurs as we reach our destination. Apparently something catches the eye of my driver outside the car and he crashes into the car in front of us. No one gets hurt its more like just the way we came in. And I just get out the car and go in the place.

Yeah it’s odd to me to and has been my whole life that I can remember my dreams so vividly.

Laker baby, you know that's me.

About to take it to another level.

"When you decided to knock on my door, did you remember what happened before?" - Drizzy

I am constantly reminded of my situation because of my circumstances. What I need to do is let my situations define my circumstance.

I'm feeling throwed in this b*tch.

I'm hoping that you can prepare yourself for this pick and roll from Wednesday to Thursday.

Make sure you stay up on the blogs I'm at (consistently):
thebookofjackson.blogspot.com
singleblackmale.net
buppie.blogspot.com (Just added!)

Type iLL is about to do it.

I'd like you to listen to Ignorant Sh*t by Jay-Z and then read my stuff again.