I'm so tired, and my gums hurt like all hell, goddamn cupcakes :( I had to transport about 8 pairs or sneakers from another shop to Johnny Rocco. I had a Club Monaco bag and a Home Depot mesh shopping bag(similar to the kind they use at DSW) on my arm on the train. I looked like a high class street vendor in a black tank, black pants, and black pumps, black beads and a pump(my solution for bangs cut too damn short, goddamn black hairstyles who don't fucking understand what the hell trim means). I got a few stares which were either interest in the sneakers or interest in my chi chi's . Another man on the F had two big black bags(those signature NY bags LOL) filled with DVD's and some type of exercise machine. He gave me a look like I was a part of his club, funny.
I'm off to Atlantic City this weekend, to celebrate my b-day and chill a lil. Hope I don't get too fucked up and gamble my summer savings away.
Aspirin/Shower/Packing/Bed
Peace
BTW Cassidy alleged that he had murder charges in Philly to hype up his album drop two weeks from now. Crazy ass Miss Jones calls PAPD and it aint true. Well then Mr. Cassidy, you may be able to sell salt to a slug but you cant sell your own CD's 2 for $5 on Canal.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
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