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So At What Time Will You Put Me In front of The Firing Squad?

yesterday when i got into work,
everyone was weird.
well weirder than usual.
the atmosphere felt really tense.
people were being standoffish than usual.
my foxy senses didn’t like it at all.
i knew the end of the day was going to be some bullshit…
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I Came, I Got, and Fell Flat On My Butt Cheeks

so i got the email i was approved for google adsense.
i know.
i know.
i was at work today and almost did a cartwheel down the hall.
i thought i came up.
“the start of my blogging career starts right now!”
well the celebration came to a complete halt when i came home…
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I Don’t Think Black Wolves Like Me

i woke up today with an attitude.
definitely woke up like dis.
for a long time,
i use to think it was me.
something was wrong with me.
no.
nothing is wrong with me at all.
i have come to a painful conclusion yesterday.
black wolves who get down are fuckin’ dumb asses.
i’ll tell you why…
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Jamari, You May Not Get The Wolf In The End

when i crush,
i crush hard.
i always crush on a certain type.
“fine”.
currently i’m in a small crush.
okay i lied.
it’s a big crush…
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The Other Shoe Dropped (And Hit Me On My Head)

how could something i prayed so hard for,
turn into a nightmare so fast?…
so i come into work today and my ex boss,
yes ex,
has been promoted to a higher position.
she only needs thing 2 at this point on.
what happens to me?…
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Maybe I Shouldn’t Have Answered The Phone? (Yeah But I Did Tho)

somewhere between deciding if i should watch scandal or glee first,
since everyone was crying over the latter,
i got a phone call from someone i didn’t think i would hear from again last night.
it was star fox.
a look of pure shock landed on my face.
i was hoping i’d answer the phone,
proceed to cuss him the fuck out,
and then wait for the logic explanation.
spy?
witness protection?
bet?
i know that wasn’t gonna happen because unless he knows a good plastic surgeon,
that was him we buried a couple months ago.
when i answered,
it was mama fox.
she was crying.