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11-25-09
Where is Robert Townsend? I miss his cute corniness?
Why do people stink? Like, seriously this lady just smelled like rancid spit, a dewy Kentucky morning, and possum fart. Possom fart, damn I had to get my 2 chuckles in on that one. Another lady came in with shades on –in a fluorescent lit building with a flip wig on like Cane’s grandma on Menace II Society.
I would really like a complex boyfriend. Not complex as in difficult for me to hands, but a man with layers. Who can take m from 0 to 60 in 3 seconds, who makes me ponder, who has a story, a struggle, a fire, a passion.
This MF’in bold ass bird keeps jumping on the table top WHILE I’M SITTING HERE! He done jumped over here 3 times. Next he gonna walk on across the table and take my bugle crumbs.
What an eventful day. (This passage has been omitted for privacy/security purposes) I operate from a place of integrity so….so be it.
Homeless man smelled like a terminally ill packing mule from 10 ft away. Crossing the street and smelled weed where there was no people or cars. Saw a mouse on the steps of the LA Mall. And I ain’t talking about a house mouse. That thing was the size of two gerbils. Rounded the corner and saw a cockroach. Wait, I don’t see it. Where did it go? Can’t be blending in with these leaves. Jesus Be A Fence.
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