5:39am 6:06am 6:33am and I’m wired. amped. juiced. buzzed. coffee.
It started with a cup to help me write this paper (still! yes I know). that one cup was so good that i got another. then I met the girls for a late night snack at that pancake spot. that was around 1am. i still wanted to get more work done, so i had another cup.
i’ve written exactly 423 words but i’ve mastered the ‘headers’. i’ve looked for my gavin degraw (cause i wanted to hear 1 song), my trap music (cause i wanted to hear 1 song) and my wayne wonder cause all these random @$$ songs keep popping in my head. now i wanna listen to Jeffrey Osborne.
i swear my fingers weigh 10lbs a piece right now.
if i had paint, i would paint the walls.
i have a job interview on monday.
i accidentally flushed the toilet paper holder down the toilet. it went down. i wasn’t trying to get it out. yuck.
i keep exploring new blogs to read but some people seem to have a lot to say while i have
no little patience to read it. caffeine! my attention span is out the door. i’m functioning at a 100-word limit right now. i’m bookmarking.
all i wanna do is listen to music. i still haven’t listened to erykah’s new album, or raheem or lupe all the way through. i tried once with them all and lost interest quickly. wanna know what never loses my attention?
- anything by donny hathaway, bill withers, luther, anita baker or prince
- anything by outkast, the roots, little brother
- musiq’s soulstar
- eric clapton’s unplugged
- esthero’s breathe from another
- maxwell’s urban hang suite
- slum village’s detroit deli
- paolo nutini
- sex and the city
- antique’s roadshow
- talladega nights
- coming to america (where’s the spoon? aha!!)
just about everything else sucks face. there’s a lot of bad music out there.
i’m so tired but i can’t close my eyes. i mean i can’t physically close my eyes. they’re rebelling.
does anyone watch a&e? that ‘first 48’ show is crack for my eyes. and they ALWAYS show 2 or 3 shows in a row.
i said i was dating, but it isn’t working out the way i planned. i’m afraid to meet new people so i’m just hanging with the artist. i DO remember why we broke up. i’m about to get on match.com, eharmony, chemistry and whatever else is out there.
maybe i’ll go speed dating. maybe i’ll just MEET SOME NEW PEOPLE!!!!
wait…i did meet a guy last week. he was really polite. what’s wrong with him? you mean, besides the fat gold tooth, the fur on the jacket, the gold ring with his name in script and the oversized white tee? he was from california. LMAO!!
caffeine detox starts in 5, 4, 3, 2…