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Sunday, September 28, 2008







Apparently the Redskins are beating the Cowboys... as if I even understand the history behind that rival. I'm over:






  • Tourists



  • Frappachinos



  • Illiteracy



  • Impatient people



  • being talked to like a refugee






If there were ever a point i'd thought I be at when I lost my mind, i'm definately there. I'm losing sight of what I originally intended to do. Langston Hughes said it best






Life for me ain't been no crystal
stair
.




I want to go back to the good ole days when I made



72 cents an hour to make burgers


, back when my best friend used to live across the complex.







I can go back to that life, but once i do its real, there are no take backs. There has got to be a reason I havent left yet, maybe time, hopefully, minutes will tell. Due to circumstances I tend to play it safe, but this is my time to step outside the box. But the push I need will be to drastic, but thats the best solution.





Not getting hastled, not getting hustled. Keepin' your head above water, Making
a wave when you can.





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDWodoxp0rM

Too bad I wont find my African King in Florida...

I'm not the type of chick who bothers you all the time, calls you up everyday, honestly I just dont have that much to talk about, but for the sake of me being sane can you please make the time to talk to me when I do call you, or even, this novel idea call me back. Ugh, your making me feel so...female (like tamale) Laughing out loud. IDK MY BFF JILL.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Venti Skim Chai

It's sad really how much Starbucks infiltrates my brain, I have nightmarish convulsions in my sleep. But i'm suprised really, how much play I get because I work at Starbucks. I've persuded the masses to so many things with a promise of a free Caramel Macchiato, despite the fact that it actually should be made with a half cup of foam. I've received numerous looks from passerbys, because I sport the half-naked green mermaid. For example, Waiting for the bus in the pouring rain " homeless Kunta Kinte lookin boy" is moving his mouth I assume in attempt to make conversation, I was to busy being distracted by his frequent grabbing of his penis, to pay him any mind, how about next time you try to wrap me up, Roscoe, because of my stereotyping nature that has to be his name, you shower, or maybe stop trying to brag me with a dollar to walk you around the corner. Or One-eyed Man, well not actually, peering at me around corners, please open both of your eyes and focus them to the front! Keep on truckin! Lately i've been contemplating relocation. Its a hard decision to make because thats it, once I move thats my life, there is no one to back you up, no one to fix your mistakes, just you. But the great thing would be that i would be around my best friends the ones who mean the absoulute most. But you cant live your life for your friends. P.S. Pick up your phone before I have to lay the smackdown! really, I miss you.