inside jamari fox

lately,
i’ve been listening to the “waiting to exhale” soundtrack.
i know.
that isn’t a good sign.
it has me thinking about bernadine’s storyline in the movie.

she was the faithful wife,
thinking she was going to have a night out with her husband,
when he tells her that he is leaving her for a white vixen.

right now,
i am bernadine but i’m past the shock phase.
that was saturday when i heard the test of my emergency broadcast system.
today…

…allegedly fonting,
of course.

so i randomly learned alexander skarsgård is best friends with jack mcbrayer,
who was on “kenneth” on “30 rock“.
i discovered this while not minding my business:

…and i thought it was really sweet tbh.
i love when i discover two people you’d never think are friends.

i made me realize the “friendships” with my polar opposites in my own life,
ones who we kept our friendships private,
they were either scared DLs or using me for my warmth.
Foxhole,
please be careful of these males only using you under the disguise of “friendship”.

while i was looking into more stuff about “pillion”,
which alexander stars in,
i learned he casually admitted recently that he allegedly dealt with other males before…

when i saw the poster for the new movie from a24,
“pillion“,
i knew exactly what that collar represents.
someone i was talking to recently introduced me to the sub/dom culture.
it was something that i heard about but never knew the inner workings of.

i found it sexy AF when he told me that he put a collar on his last partner.
the collar represents that as a dom,
you are his.
the collar isn’t always metal btw.

he told me how when he was in the bedroom with his sub(s)…

diddy got 50 months,
which equals about 4 years,
but as many of us sighed relief this shit is over:

“cassie should be in jail.”
“this is all cassie fault.”
“cassie brought the black man down.”

tbh…

ya know one thing i’ve come to realize?

98% of rich people are fuckin MISERABLE.

they got all this money,
power,
and status but miserable AF.
they don’t have to deal with the bullshit average people have to deal with,
but so many of them are missssssssssssssssssserable.
it made me have to ask myself:

“would i ever want to be rich?
because it seems once you become rich,
you got mo probelms and mo misery.”

i love drama and will sit front row with The Foxhole for it,
but all this shit happening between cardi vs nicki on the app of misery…

have you ever had to attend a meeting at work and felt like:

“i left scrolling the internet for new plates for this?
UGH!”

or…

when our bosses think we need to meet every week for 15 minutes to discuss some new tedious task they cooked up while doing their own tedious tasks.

or my fav…

booking random meetings just to put shit on their calendars because the colored blocks look pretty and make them feel busy.

i hate work meetings if you can’t tell.
people who schedule meetings to annoy are the bane of my existence.
i wonder if our military felt this way when pete hegseth called a meeting in DC for this…