i was supposed to be back in these forests.
i was all set to head with my peoples to this nice spot.
i had the outfit and smell goods ready.
my skin was on a level 10 of clean and clear.
even though i lost my id,
i was gonna sneak out and have some much-needed fun.
i decided to take a nap but when i woke up…
i’ll never forget how scared i was when i went to see spike lee’s,
“summer of sam“.
i remember karaoke dropping me home and running my ass into my building.
she was equally as scared too.
i’m not scared of myers,
i’ll admit i was shook over chuckie and zombies as a kid tho.
“summer of sam” was based on a real serial killer in new yawk by the name of david berkowitz.
his thing was shooting people,
either in cars or walking,
at point-blank range.
he claims his next-door neighbor’s dog told him to kill people.
he had this city in a headlock in the late 70s.
the case always fascinated me tbh.
i decided to watch the first episode of “the sons of sam: a descent into darkness” on netflix yesterday…
but i can’t fuck with the other 3 episodes…
i was waiting and pushing back,
prolonging and hoping it would go away,
but i knew it was coming sooner or later.
i’m sure many folks were feeling the same way tbh.
I knew I was gonna owe money on my taxes.
imagine being unemployed,
but still having to owe money for taxes.
i get back taxes,
but this year was much different.
well i did my taxes last night with karaoke and…
i never get the wolf i want.
i always have the pleasure of attracting the ones i want,
but we always have this intense moment until something splits us up.
but they always end up having:
all bark; no bite especially where i want to be bit.
it never fails…
you ever got an email like ^that from your boss and it ended with:
“just following up” and“what’s the ETA on” are similar phrases that give britney face.
it’s usually the first thing on a monday or right before you leave on a friday.
so now you gotta dig through your emails to show you aren’t a doofus.
you forward it,
leave a passive-aggressive “let me know if you have any concerns“,
and go back to watching a youtube video.
God forbid you can’t find it tho,
you’ll get chewed out and the infamous:
those who work in corporate offices know how it goes.
one sentence i’ve seen in a few emails that are usually attached to fuckery is…
today has been a day.
it’s like if it ain’t one thing then it’s the other.
where do i start?…