Merry Christmas!

last day of work for the year & I'm still drunk from last night. Holiday tip #1: Tanqueray and oj has held me down for the last month including last night when I slid off to the car for some mid-club delights. Holiday tip #2: if ur gonna use a curl kit, follow the directions on the box. I personally don't have to use one but this dude on the bus next to me looks like his moms got it crackin with Sonic, sad...
Holiday tip #3: don't leave ur Zippo in random girls cars, that's the 2nd one lost in the last 3 months.
Anyways I'm out, bout to take a quick nap on the bus b4 I get to work, I'll holla...

Mr. Irreverent...

I always look forward to this part of my day, Im sitting on the toilet at work dropping bombs (word to Organized Konfusion) and I can't think of anything more rexaxing than stinking up an unoccupied bathroom. Feeling the cold splash of water as the deuce hits the cold toilet water is Nirvana... This moment is ruined when someone else walks in, interupting this serene moment, making my turd tuck in like like a Jehovas Witnesses shirt. I swear I turn into Solid Snake & slip them turds out with precision, one false move & you'll swear it in the middle of The Baghdad fish market during a suicide bombing. I mean it's raw & I'm not trying to be labeled as the dude who set it off in the bathroom, we already have one of those guys here. I gotta run, I think I hear footsteps...

Running On Empty...

Earlier this year, I finally got a job that I actually enjoy. I work in the advertising industry & truly enjoy working on different marketing campaigns for a vast array of clients. As much as I love my jub, getting there is a burden. I ended getting a DUI & have been subjected to the taking public transportation to my job, I work about 15 minutes away by car, but 2 & a half hours by the bus. I have to be at work at 9am but to make it on time, I get up at 5:45 am every day monday thru friday. After putting in my 8 hours, I have the bus ride bike & usually end up getting home at 8:45 pm. Making it worse is that I have stripper homegirls who like to party at my house when they get off of work at 2am. They always come over ready to do the damn & stay with new friends that are ready to go. It's wednesday & they have came over my house 2 days this week & will probably stop by tonight, It's a gift and a curse, all this lack of sleep is starting to catch up with me. Today, I kept dosing off during an important conference call & when I went to go get pancakes from the conference room, I didn't know I dripped syrup all the way from there back to my office. I'm actually struggling to post this blog, but I told myself I'd get back into regularly posting so yeah...
Anyways, I can't wait for the next three weeks, I'm working 4 days next and 2 the following two. If I don't post during that time don't trip, I'm just catching up on sleep. Anyways, drop a comment & let me know that you guys are still checking the blog & my lack of sleep isn't in vain. I'ma go chain smoke & hit the sack, I'll talk about my dirty lungs in my next post, peace...

I've had her/ then had her/ then he's had her/ now we've had her...

gawwd dizzamm is all I can say, this lil broad just came thru and set it off. I know y'all mad cuz I don't take get it crackin flicks anymore cuz that shit was crazy. Tatted up lil broad just made it rain all over me and my bed. Broad squirted like we was on the Bangbros set, bed is soaked, I gotta sleep on the floor tonight. TGIF, 8 hours at the office & then I get to kick it with my future wifey. It's gonna be my 1st time seeing her since her enhancement & I know she ready to show em to the boy. Weekend should be good money, I'll prolly holla, might be back in the blog game, lmao...

Drunk Musings...

nothing like taking a dump and smokingva ciggarette at the same time. Got a dummy sliding thru, bump all that misty eyed talk I was spouting yesterday. Peace...

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I know I haven't posted in a while, but I felt compelled & what better wat to vent that to thousands of strangers on the net. No matter how many random get it crackin sessions I have, I somehow manage to get attached to one jump-off EVERY time. Strippers always find a way of drawing me in & it's like I'm powerless to treat the situation like it should be treated, I mean it's not like I was taking the broad on dates & it was nothing more than a late night move but IDK... I randomly start feeling this broad but then reality sets in, I'm not the only one making moves on the sides. I swear my double standards are the worst, I'll do my thing, but if I find out one of these random broads is getting it crackin on the side too, I'm coo. SMH. Anyways, I do have a good one on the team & I migt stop playing her to the back 7 see whats really good. Ma got her head on straight & has a good job, same qualities I have, I really need to dip from the fast life for a bit & take a break & see all the amazing things I've been speeding by...

Song Of The Moment:

Radiohead - How To Dissapear Completely (The irony of this song coming on randomly)