• Groan

    I’m about to go into a 2 hour meeting. This after I only got in at about 1am (don’t ask) and woke up promptly again at about 4am. I hate myself this morning. *kidding* It’s not hate. It’s minor self-loathing. Anyhoo kids, please submit entries for the T-shirt Slogan by noon today (Winner posted at about 1pm). And think about the service you’re getting from Service Providers in South Africa. Who rates as your best?…who rates as your worst? More on that later…cause I have a bone to pick with MTN, Telkom and The Department of Home Affairs. With my sour, there’ll be some sweet…I’ll be handing out Brownie Points…

  • You can lead a horse to water

    You know what is incredibly sexy? What makes the Princess sit up and take notice…A man who takes charge. Look, I`m a strong, independent, modern chick…but I`m still a girl. And I want to be pursued…seduced. I don`t really want to do ALL the freakin work because work is tedious. And if I have given every indication that I am able, interested and willing…well then I really need you to wake up, smell the invitation and come to the party. To put it into perspective…a certain gentleman (ok…calling him a gentleman is perhaps a stretch) and I are currently involved in a dramatic war of nerves, and it`s driving me…

  • Don’t mess with my man

    I am of course referring to the 2003 Lucy Pearly hit of the same name. I just overheard a particularly nasty conversation in the lift. What was said would have put Ms. Pearl to shame. A certain young lady was making it clear, quite emphatically, to another young lady exactly how she intends to ‘maim and abuse` a other unidentified lady of negotiable affection (her words…slut) for ‘messing with her man`. In short, my fellow lift-passenger was intending to deal merry hell on a certain someone who`s chasing after her boyfriend. She plans to do this by physically getting hold of her. Ja. This can be an extremely long post…