Stop..

..copping my size prokeds, hippy.

Yo, MAGIC is in a few and my city is gunna' be overrun with fucking cockboys in 300 dollar hoodies trying to act cool. Oh, AND I get to deal with the fucktards coming in for the all-star game. Wonderful me. I did, however, get to talk to the dude from Thorough Bred. Cool cat. Too bad he's a Nike dude. His store sounds dope. Buy shit from him. I got an invite to sneakerplay.com. Site looks kind of hokey. Not an instant sell. A shit ton of niketards, though...because that's ALWAYS cool.

Good news. It wasn't cancer....just Valley Fever. Still lethal but not as definite to kill your ass if you get it. Fucking four medical professionals couldn't diagnose it, though. It's amazing how much of a hustle the medical profession really is. Y'all can keep the shoe and streetwear game, I'll be stacking chips from your unhealthy ass' praying to the health care gods. Suckers.

We got the Spiz'ikes in at Laced. They're alright as far as asthetically speaking. Anyone got a free flight to Tokyo chilling they want to unload? I could use the fifteen hundred. Peace.

Thought of the day: Choco from Domino was gangsta as fuck.