Law of Gud Day....

OK I have to be real with my blog friends. I feel bad for not having anything truly deep or well thought out to say. (I sorry) lol So I thought this would be a good time to introduce the world to Journeeizm... {You know I have to drop a background story! "What a treat" lol} As I have grown from young Journee' to Empress Journee' I have made up different rules and codes to live by.

(A women gotta have a code! Don't believe me you better ask Omar from The Wire {Side Note: I really miss that show...})
To keep the world where I need it to be. Sometimes I forget that everyone isn't up to date with all the rules codes and such. And I end up having to drop some knowledge. I was reminded of this a few years back when me and my homegirls took a trip to D.C.! We are some fun loving females. We like to go to different cities and find the best shopping, greatest restaurants and the hottest night spots. This trip was no different. We ended up at this long row of clubs. (I don't recall the names. We were club hop-n)

Disclaimer
Now before I go on lets just put it out there. No I'm not that "blocking friend in the club"

But when you have been friends with a group of ladies soooo long. [Trust my ladies out there know!] We already have our escape routes mapped out! Hand signal's sceret lanugages and code words! For when that kat you don't want to talk to approaches you. You know the one that don't take NO... Move... Or GO AWAY for an answer. You know this guy ----> .
Well I met that kat for real in DC lol. He was on my friend likeshe was free pair of J's or something. So after 15 min's of this kat she tossed me the sign. I went through with escape route one... (Can't give that one away {women code}) lol real simple. Kat didn't catch on to it. So she moved the conversation closer to me. & just started talking to me. He just going to stand there looking real simple. So I hit him with...

Did you lick the bus windows when you were in school???? Gud Day.

We move a few feet... His simple ass follow us. My friend was laughing uncontrollably. He was being a 100% bug a boo now! And it vexed me the hell out. I said.... SR! I said GUD DAY! He pops off.... "whats this good day about whats that all about" (wow hope he's not the bright one in his family).

I'm not rude so I excused myself. I mean we were in a different city. & maybe @ the time D.C. just wasn't up on it. Who knows. But I surely broke it down for him.

When someone tells you "GUD DAY" that means the conversation is over. Period! Not Comma. There is nothing left to be said. You should just exit stage left. Do not pass go! Do not collect $200. Had this been back in my high school days I would have pulled out my "Bitch be gone spray". You are no longer welcome to talk to me.... Or anyone around me. If you are within a birds eye view you are too close. You have been officially BANISHED!! If you make a breathe that gives me a thought that your trying to form a word. You will be bitch slapped! So I say again.... Sr. Gud Mother Funking Day!


I guess a group of people had come around by the end of this whole "Gud Day" break down.He hung his head in shame and left...

If you don't believe me, next time you are being bugged to no end. Try it...

Note this isn't something that just females can do. Its gender friendly. Men Women don't matter. it works either way.

Becareful using the Law of Gud Day may leave you with a "I don't give a fuck attitude."



EJ.