I can not stand being this lazy much longer. I know I am an African American but I sometimes have the work ethic of a Mexican. (Damn, that was racist.) My days are just getting too routine. Wake up at about 11. Watch a movie around 1. Shower round 3. Watch a sports show or two at 4 and then repeat. I need to use this gift of writing to put some more coins in my pocket. Maybe I could become a weed influenced rapper. But then I would have to start smoking weed. That is way too much work and out of my comfort zone. I guess I have to continue this journey of being an accomplished journalist. This is quite a long journey though.
I could also continue planning these events such as the comedy show tomorrow back in Tallahassee. Tallahassee is such a small market though and I do not like to be in the limelight. I rather stay as hidden as possible. I guess I could use my genetically inherited skill of being a bartender. I like to make people happy all around and liquid encouragement is part off that. It sounds like a good idea to me to keep my mind busy. I just know I can not be couped up in this house much longer without getting something done. That is for damn sure.
- Friend: I can't wait till I get a girl so I can just hit that joint all day and won't have to worry about this shit.
13. Money, car and clothes. Sike na…umm somebody that I just connect with on every level from music to movies to food to goals and etc.
34. Make up, hairy legs, leaving hair in my sink and unbalance.
36. Newfoundland, Fiji, France and Ireland.