i'm so fly...
hello werld. ok, back on the recovery trip of love's hangover...that 'tussin will reck ya, but make you want more. i'm attempting not to slip into the sea of nihilism, and hanging on by the last string of a boxer's tooth..yet i'm starting to do some thangs, so i'm starting to feel better..funny how that works.and i'd just like to send a shoutout to those that read and don't comment...love ya closet freaks, cee-ya on the lo..
ok, so to update you inquiring minds on my events of the past few..friday nite, i went to see "The Yes Men" which has chock full of hilarity, and i was inspired to act out a certain Alanis Morisette song...and to continue our exhibitionism, i read my man a poem he had inspired that day and he scooped me up in the street and began kissing me madly. it drew the whooping/hollering attention of frat boys, and made us look around to see that there was an inordinate amount of shady/g unit gear around, and we were hit with the epiphany that, yes, it was the lloyd banks concert.indeed. needless to say, we had some fun with that.
the next couple have been working..it's my last day today though, so i gotta thank my lucky stars, wow that sounds like i'm quitting, but it's my friday nite, if you will. interesting folks have been through though, gena lee nolan of baywatch fame, i asked her if she was still tight with david, and she said yes, so i asked her about the rumour of the rap album with ice-t and she didn't affirm, so maybe he wants to keep it on lock and surprise us all. hassel the hoff, though, is a "serious actor" and frowned upon the idea (supplied by gena's hockey husband) of spoofing the night rider...a fabulous pair of pierced stylists also came in to shop and the bigger one clogged up my whole lane in front of the cash desk, gesticulating wildly with his venti 3/4 full americano about how Paris Hilton is a rich ho (hey, preaching to the converted here) who has no business being a Guess model. ah yes, more of the same, more of the same....all4now.
