Been working like a runaway slave to get my on line presence known and get out of the rat race like we all dream of.... It's been a process peeps. But I'm almost to the finish line. When the money starts coming in I have made it.
Pretty quiet on the home front. Staying out of the heat unless absolutely neccessary.
Spendin plenty of time soul searching and praying for my hearts desire to open up, make it self known, fling itself at me..or whatever it does.
Got some terriffic deals on two months of rent so that's covered, and my car will be paid off once and for all next month and I am sooooo excited. $350 a month I aint gotta come out of no mo! WHOOOOOOOOOOOO! (enter: arsenio hall barking and fist pumping)
Can't bring myself to drive 5 hours to see Mr. Pompano. I have gone over it a hundred times in my head, and on this measly budget I am working with I just can't justify a day trip to meet someone for the first time like that. Eh. We waited this long....
The dude that took me to see transformers lost his everlovin mind last week. See this negro hasn't even verbally spoken to me on the phone since then. He'll text 'Hey" and "what you doin" and "how are you" but not much more than that. He'll forward raunchy jokes from his friends. But if I call he won't pick up. He decided he was moving to the O and was going to be couch surfing with fam. But needed a one night stay with someone other than them. Guess who he picked??? YUP! THE NERVE! You aint called me in a month, much less taken me out again muchless given a little leg, and you want me to act like a hotel?
NIGGA FUCK YOU. (sorry I got all ghetto, but it had to be done.) these young ones (27) just don't know! He tried to come over anyway and I told him not to bother.
Some isht must change. IMMEDIATELY!
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