2004 May

I’ve Gone Mini-Blind

If I didn’t already drink, I should probably start. Within the last 72 hours I’ve bought noting but crap for the apartment, from silverware to sandwich bags. I’m so tapped out right now. Yesterday since there was nothing on TV and since Ken wanted to wait til Ronette got back from New Jersey to go see Soul Plane a movie. So with nothing else to do we went to Meijer’s. It’s kinda like a Super Walmart but not as cheap and no “Edited” CDs. I spend bout $60 on mini blinds for my oddly shaped windows. I have three windows that are 57 inches squared and this wide ass glass block window in the bedroom. I guess it will be nice to have some natural light after being in a cave for 4 years.

Well I need to go sit my ass down and watch the Law & Order marathon on TNT. Since everyone is ill-communicato today and I’m home alone, its the only thing I can look forward to.

No Turning Back Now

Well I paid off the down payment for the apartment yesterday, so I guess there’s no going back. I need to go get the keys at somepoint this week. A major step to independence, so I should be happy. I had asome talks this week with both my mom and step-mom: my mom is actually moving in July now that I’m bout to be out. Ultimately she plans on moving out west like Vegas so there’s goes my security blanket. When I talked to my step-moms, she was pretty told me that I need to go out more and party and shit. I spend too much time work and shit. But a nigga got bills to pay and I just added a big ol’ $575+ bill to worry bout. I really don’t have time to bullshit.

I started to pack some of my non-essential crap yesterday, so my room looks like a hot mess. I found all my old porn magazines. Bitches were collecting mad dust in my sock drawer which fell apart too. Shitty Mexician craftmanship. I also went by the new place with Tracy to see the new wall colors. Honestly don’t think that I like the color in my living room… its a light flesh color. Well not my flesh color but the white folks version.

Internet Word Of The Day 4

G.P.R. Level

-(noun) 1. Ghetto-ness Per Capita Level: Acronym used in describing the level of asinine events, ridiculous sitautions or ghetto conditions within a city, town or burg. Example: 1. The District of Columbia was G.P.R. level was raised due to the name change of the city’s basketball team from the Bullets to the Wizards because of the high gun crimes. 2. Atlanta has a G.P.R. Level of 7 for the number of streets all named “Peachtree.”

Fuck Mondays

Me and Monday mornings ain’t friends, we’re bitter-ass enemies and shit. I did not want to get up this morning, it was probably the Excedrin fucking with me cuz I was all extra groggy. Plus at 4:14am my bed was all extra comfortable so I didn’t get out of it until 5:10am knowing I had to be at work at 5:30am. And no I don’t have Day-Old Balls. And again I hate Monday mornings…

I had a really weird dream last night. kinda involved me and a close friend in a fucked up sitaution. I woke up all discombobulated and flustered. Sorry that I can’t give details cuz it would invoke too many question that I don’t wanna hear or answer. Anyway I off to go snatch up some boxes.

Random Shit On The Skull 2

Been sitting at the job way to fucking long and gots shit to get off my chest.

1. Why do all short muh fuckas gotta be loud?

2. If everyone was suppose to be at work today, why am I the only one here?

3. I’m tired of everyone telling that the “End justifies the means” cuz if I got out and rob somebody I be wrong, but putting up with the Job’s bullshit for my check is okay.

4. Shrek 2 was really fucking funny.

5. I think about sex too much… maybe cuz of the lack of it?

6. Self-love sucks after awhile.

7. I’m so excited bout moving out, but also scared outta my mind at the same time.

8. Mail-in rebates take to fuckin long to come.

9. I dont think I’ll have enough room for my weigt bench at my new apartment

10. I need to go MacGuyver a computer for Tracy outta a “Etch-a-Sketch” an “Easy-bake Oven” and a potato sitting in water.