I’m going to blog about SOMETHING at some point, I promise. I just can’t think of anything other than some pitiful ass, woe is me bullshit because that seems to be the type of stuff permeating my thoughts as of late. I don’t want to be whining all on my blog because no one likes that crap and I can’t just alienate my readers like that. So just know that I’m feeling kind of Charlie Brown trying to kick the football right now and I don’t mean to bring the storm cloud to this bourgie adventure.
For some reason, whenever I feel bad, Anthony Hamilton’s molasses voice makes me feel a lil better.
Oh and I went to high school with a girl named Debbiesha, so I didn’t totally make that up.