today in the laundrymat i experienced "queer as folk" [go to hbo.com or somethin to find out what it is] these 3 guys came in and had like 10 machines full of clothes, anywho they are gay and are just takkin about clubbin and armani shirts, guys, and a whole bunch of shit and its so hard for me to keep a straight ass face. they reminded me of the queer eye guys. its was hilarious.
someone [nigga prolly readin this right now] told me i have a sexay accent [lol] which i did not notice til today. its kinda new yorkish....
there was a dead mouse under the bush in our front yard and this afternoon the kids were playin wit it pokin it with sticks and trynna get their cats to eat it. they finally left it alone so i could use old and nasty broom stick to shoot an imaginary goal with dead mouse's body. i swear these fuckin kids are stupid; droppin their trash on the ground and not pickin it up. is it so hard to pick up after themselves oh wait their parents didnt instill that into their mindset.
another thing i hate: niggas who play on the phone. randomly text messaging me. i know who you are dagnabit!!
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