Well Needed...

Look at this face...

Look how sad and drained it appears...

So do you want to know what has brought on this face?

DO YOU?!?



THIS!


Yes, the good old office has been kicking me down the street daily...But this weekend is meant to forget about the office and my headaches (a post waiting to happen) at the moment...It's time to dust off the stunnas...And yes I did say stunnas...Look at them...

Look even closer...

INTENSE!
Shot out to Shaun...Good pic...LOL...Anyway...It's time to get away...I'm ready to head back up to the Chi for some unfinished business...Yes...Unfinished...Last time there, because of others, I only had a WHOLE 45 minutes to hit Mich...I think I did okay for the 45 minutes...What do you think?





Couldn't pass it up...It was calling me...




BUT I felt rushed...Well hopefully this weekend I can get some things done...I think I deserve...And if anybody really knows me and my situation, it's more like I needed it...Some "me" time...I guess sometimes we gets so wrapped up in providing and taking care of x,y, and z...That m-e gets thrown to the side...But not this weekend...So does anybody need anything off the Ave?

I'll keep you posted

My 1st Time...

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The smell of pen on paper is in the air...Burning the midnight oil...Yes, higher learning is back in session...All I have to say is 2 more semesters, then a well needed break...That’s been my "latest" excuse for the lack of postation...But you know how that goes...(shrug shoulders)

Well today...I just took a walk down memory lane...When my blogs weren't so spaced out...You know...I was a regular...And this one caught my eye...It was my very first post...


Who am I? I really can't put a particular definition on the life that is unfolding in front of my face. I was told as a child that the only thing that is perpetual is my skin color (unless you are the "King of Pop") I know who I am striving to be. But that's my MAKERS decision. The diversity of my life reminds me of my closet. Ranging from three button suites to my "classic" Huey P. tee...From my "smooth" Kenneth Cole lace ups to my brush suede Adidas. To ONE, I'm her friend, half, and soul mate. To some I'm a student of the game. To others I'm the great teacher. Some know me as a man about business. Others know me as just that brother from "9406". So who am I? I still really don't know. If I had to put definition on it, the word I would use is summation. More like multifaceted (I tried to sound deep for a minute). But at this moment, I am just another brother with alot on his mind...I'll keep you posted


WOW...Those words alone have opened archives...And I can add soooo much more insight to whom G. Cornelius is...But just sitting back thinking of that day...I can remember the time...Where I was at...What I had on...The 1st person that read my post...The reactions from roomie, friends, and etc...But I still think of myself as a terrible writter/blogger...BUT they gassed me up like I was the 2nd coming or something...LOL…But that’s what the crew do! (lil shot out) Or maybe they just didn’t want to hurt my feelings? (arms folded) But can you remember your first? Speak on it...I'll keep you posted