Monday, January 8, 2007

writing for newspapers is fun.

I write my mindless shit for other people's enjoyment now. You should seriously invest in therapy, kiddies. I'm published in the bay and in a quarterly for some shit hip hop rag out of LA. 27 hours till I'm in the sky en route to new york. Your life is not pro.

Thought of the day: Crown and ginger is fucking smooth, black colored wife beaters are officially gangster and Jesus has forsaken corporate america.

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