Ronna: I need a favor.
Todd: Wow, I didn't know we'd become such good friends, because if we had, you'd know that I give head before I give favors and I don't even give my best friends head so your chances of getting a favor are pretty fucking slim.
Fuck bitches, get money.
Sorry, that’s just the mood I’ve been in lately. I’ve been absent this week because my job is actually requiring that I pay attention this week. I have been pissed off in my personal life for several reasons that I will not go into on this blog. And I’ve been faced with the decision of writing a post at midnight or taking my ass to sleep. For that, I apologize.
Did you know that people take Xanax and go to the club? Wow man, that’s got to be kind of crazy to be on in the club. Think about it though, it’s allegedly supposed to treat people with social anxiety disorder or people who have extreme anxiety. Talk about a pill to make you the life of the party. You’ll talk to anyone and won’t even flip out about your tab at the end of the night.
If you didn’t read my BitchieLife.com article yesterday, make sure you check it out. Just a little more about the conspiracy theorist … I hate him the most. I also hate those people who are always trying to put you onto some shit like you’re stupid. When in reality, they try and put everyone on to everything they on. If you ever want to front an intellectual, ask him to tell you something he read that people thought was deep, but he ain’t think it was that deep. Or just ask him to tell you about the last time he wasted his time doing something. Yeah, see intellectuals have a bad habit of never doing anything wrong.
Yet, they don’t like Kobe.
Kobe has never committed a foul in his entire career.
I don’t want to hear about the Lakers unless you are willing to put on this outfit, http://blackcelebritykids.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/kobedaughterswife.jpg
Did you know that Vanessa Bryant would have had a reality show if it wasn’t for Khloe Kardashian? I don’t know who’s idea that was. Seems like a dumb ass idea to me too.
Sometimes when I’m riding the train I look at people to see if they are listening to music too. I always judge people, like what the hell they listening to? I’m pretty sure that every little boy I see on the train in DC who is attempting to look like Lil’ Wayne with skinny jeans and vans on and dreds halfway down his back, WITH a fitted on, they are listening to go-go music. Then the latin people, I always assume they are listening to Aventura. But what about the Asian people? I never know. I have a coworker who is Asian so one time I just took her iPod.
Bad idea, now I feel uncomfortable, she was listening to Rick Ross. And then I found out she had more Rick Ross than I do.
You know what’s funny? When ain’t nothing funny to someone.
“I’m on my grind, son!” < Works at Walmart.
Raise your hand if you’ve ever had the, “If you would get your damn degree” conversation with someone. Like real talk, people will complain about work, but it will be the most ridiculous conversation you have ever heard and then you will just have to stop them and say, “Would you please enroll at PG Community College and take some steps in the right direction?!” I’m talking to my homegirl the other day, she is one of these girls, http://www.aiga.org/resources/content/8/1/2/4/documents/ASims_girl6_578.jpg
So tragic, but she’s telling me how the movie Baby Boy is true that when you work with women you have to be careful about having your man come pick you up because these “b*tches are grimy.” Am I the only one who was like, “No, you don’t. You need to get a damn degree and join civilization.”
Any of my readers work at a place like this though? I’m trying to see if it’s true. Let’s start dating. LOL.
eeh... I can't end the post on the usual note.