well...

...GODDAYUM!

it's been a minute, huh? shit's been crizzle lizzle fa rizzle. Needa had a fucking stroke and i had to keep'er. we had a deal that if she died she was gone, but the reality is that i need my ride now. it took 3 months to find Needa. the shit i'm working on and my current station in life require me to have transport other than Crepta. i like sleeping on the bus, but i don't particularly like having that kind of travel time where i can sleep for over an hour while traveling. at least not when i'm running errands anyway. now a vacation...

...i could sleep like that on a plane, train or bus. that is if my large self can fit on the particular mode of vehicular escapism. usually that's not the case. i can't even fit in a Navi. could somebody please explain beyond conspicuous consumption why a Lincoln Navigator exists? i rode in a friend's once and it was so small inside i thought i was in the Twilight Zone or some shit like that. like it was a Navi on the outside, but inside it was a freakin' Escort...

oh yeah, i'm on it right now. technically, i shouldn't even be posting this shit at the moment. i'm supposed to be on Crepta headed to Conshie for my internship. so on that note, i'm O-U-T!

make like Kanye West's skills as an emcee...

PEACE

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