Happy Valentine’s Day, BlackSky! I love “love” and I celebrate love, so I’m gonna be sappy & lovey-dovey as fuck today! If you’re boo’d up or found your “forever person,” congratulations! If you’re still patiently waiting (🙋🏾‍♂️), no worries; you’re still just as deserving and your time will come!

As we approach Valentine’s Day 2026, A gentle reminder for all the yearners out there still waiting for love in the form of their “forever person” (present company included):

Sure, why not? 🤷🏾‍♂️

One of the benefits of not having a Valentine: Not having to buy chocolates until March 1 when they’re on clearance at a huge discount.

Really? We pitting baddies against each other? On Valentine’s weekend?!

Question for Black adults (30+) who went back to college: Did you keep your full-time job & attend classes part-time? -or- Did you leave your job to attend classes full-time? I wanna finish school as quickly as possible…but I’m weary about leaving a well-paying job during a shitty job market.

Drop the @, ma’am.

SEXUAL CHOCOLATE!!!

So many damn food commercials with “protein this, protein that.” Get some damn fiber in your life so you can poop correctly…that’s what you REALLY need!

Happy “ch-ch-ch-ch-ch, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah” Day!

This is why I wrote (and soon hope to trad publish) a story about two Black women, one an FBI agent, the other a for-hire assassin thrown into a zombie outbreak in Georgia. Resident Evil was part of the inspo

🤣🤣🤣…but also, facts. A Black protag in the Resident Evil universe makes more sense than one in the Silent Hill universe. With R.E., you’re kinda thrust into the role. Wake up one day…BOOM, middle of a zombie outbreak. You have to *intentionally* travel to Silent Hill…Black folks ain’t doing that.

Greek Kratos >>>>> Norse Kratos And I will die on this hill alone if I must.

I’m in tears right now because I’m literally being fucked with today. Today’s like, “Oh, you *THOUGHT* you were gonna have a good week! Psych!”

that and juking tf outta one of these niggas

The fact that I heard this picture and instantly felt that same pang of regret… “Do do do you have it? GUTS” And my one knee with the tricks and shit said:

There was a time where I thought about this every day of my life

I don’t have many childhood regrets… But I *do* regret not having the opportunity to conquer this behemoth.

I’m not a nonchalant/avoidant dater. If that’s what you’re used to and/or expect, well…I’m sorry I can’t give you that. You’re *definitely* gonna know I want you: through words and, more importantly, ACTIONS. I’m not tryna control or manipulate you…I’m tryna feed you b/c you didn’t eat all day!

People dun got so used to nonchalant behavior in dating, receiving any amount of chalant looks like a red flag. Girl, he likes you and he's just showing genuine interest. Address that dating trauma.

*aggressively taps the mf’n sign with intense fervor*

I miss AstroWorld.😢 Fuck Kieran Burke, the bitch ass former CEO who mismanaged OUR park after acquisition, who then shut it down to cover the $2 billion debt HE created. And fuck Travis Scott for making its name synonymous w/ a needlessly deadly concert due to careless mismanagement of his event.

I think I went to bed around 9:00 last night. Body naturally woke up at 5:45 this morning before the alarm went off…and I don’t feel groggy. What is this witchcraft? 🤨

Well…I’ll be damned.

Ok, this whole video is fucking hilarious! 🤣🤣🤣 youtu.be/PDYdP5gQqVQ?...

Woke up w/ hella anxiety b/c my subconscious decided to be a dick: “Here’s a dream where you get laid off b/c your job decided they’re paying you too much… Then insult you by offering the same job for 1/10th of your original pay, which you reject… And your dad buys an unaffordable $500k house.”

*aggressively taps sign*

Need a blood transfusion to save your life? Well, you shouldn’t have called the inventor and his people monkeys, then. Suffer.

I haven’t watched a good romcom in a hot minute, and I’m kinda in the mood to feel some feels.

I saw a commercial the other day that basically said, “fuck ‘slow & steady’…you gotta rush to get what you want.” Don’t listen to that damn commercial. Rushing leads to errors and fuck-ups. “1 step forward; 0 steps back” is far better than “10 steps forward; 100 steps back” Stay the course.

GET OFF MY BACK, OKAY?!!

A whole week into February: -Not a single piece of candy or sweets. -Not an ounce of processed sugars. -Not a drop of alcohol. Just fruits, pistachios, water, and the occasional 100% orange juice as my “snacks.”

This is one of my “there will be signs” goals: Waking up to an in-house breakfast like this every morning. Hell, even the cooks & caterers will have a spare key to my home, through a door and walkway that leads directly to the kitchen, while I’m still in bed.

Without naming your job, tell me something you say over and over again at work. “This fucking code doesn’t work…and I don’t know why!” *one hour later* “This fucking code works…and I don’t know why!”

BLACK PEOPLE ONLY: 1. Have you ever attended a masquerade ball/party? 2. *Would* you attend a masquerade ball/party today if one was thrown & you were invited (if privately held) or welcomed to attend (if publicly held)?

I want this to be fake. I desperately want this to be rage bait. But in my heart of hearts, I know this is real. Because the correlation between illiteracy/ignorance and red-pill misogyny very much implies causation.

Wait a minute… A rock band with a Black lead singer? And they sound 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥?!! 😳😳😳 www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAuE...

Netflix’s “Second Screen Mandate” is the dumbest shit I’ve ever heard. You wanna dumb down shows/movies (plot, dialogue, etc.) for ppl who are constantly on their phones while the tv’s on. Uh, pro-tip: You know how to get ppl to look at your tv show instead of their phones? WRITE BETTER SHOWS!!!

I’m really starting to resent my dad. I’m giving him money to cover his current debts, based on what he said he’s in the hole by. And in so many words implied it’s not enough. Plus the fact he didn’t pay a bill I explicitly sent him money to pay off. This man is careless w/ money & I’m tired.

Honestly, no. Not romantically, anyway. One of my exes became one of my best friends, though, which is awesome (she’s married w/ a family now). And I tried circling the block w/ one ex that was clearly a mistake. I’m good on that. It’s best to start anew w/ someone new.

‘Round the corner

There’s a sermon in here somewhere. Oh, I found it… “Ain’t no such thing as ‘job loyalty.’ Fuck that job, take that PTO, and hop to another one that pays more without notice.”

I sometimes wish I could turn off my literacy & intelligence, like how those “The Vampire Diaries” vampires can turn off their humanity. I, too, would like to experience air-headed bliss every now and then.

I really need to stop listening to “ready to run through a brick wall” music before bed. Because my brain is now screaming, “Put on your running shoes and let’s go to the track!” Knowing good and damn well: -It’s midnight -I got work in the morning -And I got a bad right knee that may need surgery

And if you had a good, heavy slammer…BOOM! GIMME ALL YOUR POGS!

That’s a Saturday, right? So…working on my hobbies.

This shit about to go 10x Diamond in this house!!! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Today is the second day in a row I’ve had an oddly good, successful day *in spite of* my errors. In fact, said errors put me *ahead* of my expected goal.

Hi, Black people. Hope y’all had a good Monday. Love y’all.