cause i was always your little girl.
*** please note - - the tigers that were purchased are NOT the Ultimate 81s, they are for real the Mexico 66s. for real. and if you must know, those sons of bitches were worn during the mexican olympics in 1968. i can dig that. i feel more mexican than i feel ultimate. and i feel more like 66 than 81 so it all makes sense.
this work week has been going pretty tasty. well, monday and tuesday made me want to chew my face off, but the last 2 days, i've been doing nothing but plugging away. and by plugging, i mean that i've managed to narrow down my "to do" list to one page. that's on 6 x 9" paper. it was at SIX. i'm incredibly proud of my achievements. nothing says "satisfaction" like crossing shit off of every little thing on one sheet and then tossing it aside as if it were never there in the 1st place. well, there are other things that sing "satisfaction" more than that, but i mean, who's counting? and another satisfying thing? i managed to pay a few bills AND send them out in the mizail earlier this afternoon. done and done. i mean, there are mo' bill$ to pay, and i'm sure more worries ahead, but right now, i'm part of the Okay Team. and if such a team doesn't exist, i'm the founder and CEO. pay me now.
here's some stuff that's going to stop me while i'm ahead though. bet:
1. the soon-to-be kelly's wedding 2 saturdays away (i have not bought a gift, i may need to buy something to wear and shoes will probably be necessary)
2. the baby shower next weekend that i still need to purchase a present for.
okay, that's it. but a sidenote is that for the may 8th wedding? it's not only on the day AFTER the peaches show in chicago that i won't be going to, it's also on the same night of some hard hitting boxing action on PPV. and the burn? roy jones, jr. is fighting. shizit! but i can hold on to the fun fact of seeing de la soul in 2 nights and that's not gonna make me cry, well, not in a sad way. and then i'm fully prepared to get back into my sunday "routine" of lunching with mags and then sitting at her house while her cat sits on my lap. i'm an Animal Whisperer. don't be spreading that shit around. the animals - especially the dogs; sometimes the cats - LERV me up and lerv me up HARD. harder. true.
oh! so looks like not only do i get to still see dave chappelle on june 23rd, i also will be venturing the east coast's way too! somehow it's all working out. AND, i think that in the end, i'll be able to kill at least 2 of my birds with the one stone. that's better than one, right? and technically, one of those birds is two people so it's three? yo no se. i think all i want to do is go to washington square park. well, there's other stuff too. i mean, i'm always game for brooklyn. and that ain't no lie. i don't know. if i have to move somewhere, it'd be brooklyn. folks - i was there for ONE night during my stay a few summers ago. and not even the whole night. that screams volumes.
speaking of, are you ready for kill bill vol. II? i am.
this work week has been going pretty tasty. well, monday and tuesday made me want to chew my face off, but the last 2 days, i've been doing nothing but plugging away. and by plugging, i mean that i've managed to narrow down my "to do" list to one page. that's on 6 x 9" paper. it was at SIX. i'm incredibly proud of my achievements. nothing says "satisfaction" like crossing shit off of every little thing on one sheet and then tossing it aside as if it were never there in the 1st place. well, there are other things that sing "satisfaction" more than that, but i mean, who's counting? and another satisfying thing? i managed to pay a few bills AND send them out in the mizail earlier this afternoon. done and done. i mean, there are mo' bill$ to pay, and i'm sure more worries ahead, but right now, i'm part of the Okay Team. and if such a team doesn't exist, i'm the founder and CEO. pay me now.
here's some stuff that's going to stop me while i'm ahead though. bet:
1. the soon-to-be kelly's wedding 2 saturdays away (i have not bought a gift, i may need to buy something to wear and shoes will probably be necessary)
2. the baby shower next weekend that i still need to purchase a present for.
okay, that's it. but a sidenote is that for the may 8th wedding? it's not only on the day AFTER the peaches show in chicago that i won't be going to, it's also on the same night of some hard hitting boxing action on PPV. and the burn? roy jones, jr. is fighting. shizit! but i can hold on to the fun fact of seeing de la soul in 2 nights and that's not gonna make me cry, well, not in a sad way. and then i'm fully prepared to get back into my sunday "routine" of lunching with mags and then sitting at her house while her cat sits on my lap. i'm an Animal Whisperer. don't be spreading that shit around. the animals - especially the dogs; sometimes the cats - LERV me up and lerv me up HARD. harder. true.
oh! so looks like not only do i get to still see dave chappelle on june 23rd, i also will be venturing the east coast's way too! somehow it's all working out. AND, i think that in the end, i'll be able to kill at least 2 of my birds with the one stone. that's better than one, right? and technically, one of those birds is two people so it's three? yo no se. i think all i want to do is go to washington square park. well, there's other stuff too. i mean, i'm always game for brooklyn. and that ain't no lie. i don't know. if i have to move somewhere, it'd be brooklyn. folks - i was there for ONE night during my stay a few summers ago. and not even the whole night. that screams volumes.
speaking of, are you ready for kill bill vol. II? i am.
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