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There’s a clueless beezy who lives upstairs and refuses to buy a laundry basket. She trucks her laundry around in whatever shopping bag she possesses for the moment and ALWAYS ALWAYS leaves her shit in the dryer for hours and some times overnight. Its annoying as hell that I have to touch her thong underwear just so I can use the dryer. I swear homegirl doesn’t believe in anything but thongs cause that’s all I see.

My Wednesday

I don’t exactly know how the man processes our photos, but I should learn… these don’t quite come up to par compared to his.

Bike ride, lunch, and just enjoying the scenery. I love you SFC.

It sounds ridiculous, and I sound absolutely crazy–but I want a vacation.

I just want some new scenery, new food, new sights, new smells, etc. etc. Thank goodness for the mini-stint in Nueva Yerk Cittay three weekends from now. Too bad the downfall is that Jeffrox & I will be losing our best friend to the East Coast. Hopefully to forget we will just drink NYC liquor at 4am because we simply can.

Why is New York taking my friends?!?

P.S. I also just want to go back to Hawaii and get murried already. I love and miss the smell of Hawaiian Tropic sunblock.

I will be riding SFC via bicicleta all afternoon. Its crazy gorgeous here in the city. I’ve been told when all summers end, ours begins. 85 degrees & clear skies, Crissy Field is calling my name.

WHY ARE TATTOOS SO ITCHY?!?

If I was in high school

I would play this every night at 1am while sneaking on the phone to talk to a boy, hoping not to get caught. Damn, so old. But this song seriously gives me those high school butterflies.

HAHA. Don’t laugh, ok go ahead.

I need motivation to wake up in the mornings. I need to wake up before lunchtime dammit.

Hella patheticville these days.

I seriously laugh at myself as I type this. I need to stop feeling sorry for my ass. But it pains me that people in this world make so much money for jack shit and I can’t even make money doing something I love.

I’m going to open up a penis-cake bakeshop and I will send them to people you hate. Ask me about it. I will hand carve cakes into the shape of penises and write “Eat Dick” in frosting for you. I personally would like to send them to all the people who have closed doors instead of opening them for me.

You too can be bitter with my penis cakes.

Holler at me. P.S. My life is still awesome, despite my ability to participate in society and the economy. Last week in church they put unemployed people at the same level as the homeless: “Lord please bless those disconnected to society such as the homeless and the unemployed.” WTF, I love the Catholic Church sometimes.

Old, but still deadly.

The OFFICIAL “Make A Baby” or “Lets Practice Making a Baby” Soundtrack:

[I am playing around on Ineem.com and my Itunes, I'm finding all sorts of jewels. Haha]

1. Come Close – Common
2. Feel Like Making Love – D’Angelo
3. Lets Get Lifted Again – John Legend
4. Feenin’ – Jodeci
5. Anytime, Anyplace – Janet Jackson
6. The Panties – Mos Def
7. Teach You a Lesson – Robin Thicke
8. Whenever, Wherever, Whatever – Maxwell
9. Closer – Slum Village ft. Dwele
10. Lovers Rock – Sade

I think 10 songs is enough (thats all I could think of for now). Here’s my Ineem playlist incase you would like to personally utilize it, or you just want to listen to steamy ass music at 1 am.

Note: I couldn’t find a good version of D’Angelo and the bpm of “Feenin’” is ridiculously slow–if you actually did try to practice making a baby you’d probably laugh out loud when “Feenin” comes on, but I had to keep it because its OHH SO NECESSARY.

I hope you enjoy. USE PROPHYLACTICS!

This is probably my all-time favorite song in the universe. My soul is so old.

Its definitely “the song that plays during my wedding slideshow as my life flashes before me.”

Speaking of my wedding, its almost 10 months away. ARE YOU SAVING AND ARE YOU READY?