a girl's whose name begins and ends with "a"

so, my career choice and move to do it big has been afforded some major ego strokage lately, and i gotta say, it's come from my ladies, since cats seem to be hating pretty bad.

first off, the inspirations: my editor at the mag ALWAYS comes through with the major encouragement and nice thangs said and the best emails waiting for me.

second: the veteran, willing to take a girl under her wing and stick her neck out on a feeling and a meeting, setting me (georgia) straight on a certain interview with a certain someone that has caused a certain amount of controversy/food for thought. thanks for your willingness to share your experience, guidance, and advice to enrich my work.

third: the working subjects: so many hot, hot talented, positive folks out there who are needing someone to match their work in the industry from the other end of the spectrum so we can hit them swiftly with a kick to the groin. shoutouts to eternia for the love and the opportunity to work together, zenobia for rocking the shit out of kits and producing her own ish, isis for providing the tracks to welcome folks to my myspace page, erika for music appreciation, kia for holding the current muse position/reason to work harder, and those who i haven't met yet, bring it on!

and to my mens:

fourth: the exceptions-my love for being so supportive and sexxxy. we don't always agree, but he has the respect to talk to a lady with the same manners that he would talk to his mama proving that i got a goody, one that was raised right, even against all odds, guess he didn't accept the hand that was dealt to him, he changed his cards...(more kanye)

sureshot: bigups to the one that sought me out, will give a girl her freedom of expression to come with the illness, and offer a spot for female lyricists. werd.

last: the ones who make me stronger (thanks like the ones christina doles out) those who are too cool for school, those who will regret making me wait, those who are quick to offer the condescending pat on the head and run their fucking mouths before actually listening, it's ok. i'll get mine. y'all just fanning the flames. spinach for gomae.