It's been a long time, but I am back. And I love life and music. I just discovered one wonderful aspect of the dreaded Radio @ AOL and its the DC Station 95.5 WPCG. I would almost be ready to move to DC if the weather didn't suck so bad on the east coast. They play hella music with less commercials.
I also love Andre from Outkast. I love that song "Prototype" (hell I guess thats what its called). I heard it on my trip to the Bay 2 weeks ago, and I'm stuck on it. Besides, what other person could say "lend me some sugah... I AM yo' neighbor" with such conviction? Gotta love Andre, thats a fa sho.
Yeah, I've been MIA for a minute. Boss man is no longer my best friend. He only wants to be my friend when I'm single. He's hatin on my man big time. Done shut down the phone communication, hawking me while I'm on the computer, I dont know what the deal is. He didn't care about anything I did before. Now he's turned into the phone Nazi over here. I am hella pissed. So my complaint of the day is back...
Complaint of the Day:
Cockblocking Bosses
Now I'm not that sista that sits on the phone 24/7 during work hours. I do my work, and I do it well. Which is evident, because it takes 2 people to do one half of my job when I take a one stankin' day vacation. I am over-efficient at this crap, and he knows it. While I dont have a man, my boss is my best friend. He cracks jokes, doesn't answer my phone (I hate for people to answer my phone, thats why I have VOICEMAIL, you buttcrack), brings me snacks, all kinda stuff. But the minute I put my man's military dog-tags around my neck, this man trips out. He's answering my phone, and not giving me my messages. He's up in my ass whenever my phone rings. He's over my shoulder when I'm sending emails. He is staring at the side of my head all evil like, waiting for me to do something like lean towards the phone so he can mess with me some more. He scowels at my picture frame now... its got the picture of me and baby in it. And the kicker... before I got hooked up, he would kick the scary Lesbian chick outta the lab when she'd stalk me. Now he's started to call the broad in here! Knowing I'm absolutely petrified of this chick. Man. I am not a happy microbiologist right now.
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I am going back to the CD store. I bought Kanye West, and it was weak. So I'm going to buy Twista. I'm acting like a for reakl dope fiend here, because I dont get paid until tomorrow. But oh well. When you gotta have it, you gotta have it. Well lemme go work. BLAH.