Kristin Not Kasper

Today has been full of revelations! After about a week of self inflektion I am kreating aknew. Making sure that Krap doesn't infiltrate my destiny I purged a few who have held a spot in my heart or too long. It may seem korny but, erasing people off of my facebook friends list is one of the hardest things to do because, i'm an elitist who doesn't just accept everybody and did I mention i'm nosy kurious about how people are doing. However, today I took the plunge and erased those who aren't truly my friends.  That ekcess baggage is too much for me to karry and I'm definitely no muse for an Erykah Badu song. Project "eKs" (x) via facebook ensued.

Koulda: Kept letting the krap plague my status updates, giving me illusions that I'm not kaptivating enough to maintain neeedless friendships.

Shoulda: Wrote a farewell note to the folks who I eKsed letting them know that they have helped me grow through the krap that they kreated. But, krap doesn't really deserve kind words.

I'm Gonna: Kontinue to live ekstraordinarily!! Nekst up: preparing to konker my destiny a la our nation's kapital

As the 24 year old above average African American woman that I am I knew that I needed to kick the krap. I will no longer accept being Kasper. Yes, I'm friendly but, I'm no ghost!  I'm tired of being ignored! This voice I have will be heard even if just by the illusive world of cyberspace.