you know that part on coming to america when they just get to queens and they get their luggage out of the cab and leave it at the front door step of this apartment complex and go inside to look at an apartment. as soon as they close the door to step inside, a whole lot of people come up and start taking bags. the next day, all these homeless folks and little kids are walking around with big fur coats and crowns and gold on? then this one guy tries to sell them back their own gold blow dryer and comb set and watches? that was too funny.

but anyways, can't wait for the weekend. i have so much cleaning and sleeping to catch up on. as soon as i get home, i gotta take a nap or something.

i was flashing back and i remember DARNELL was such a big dude in high school. he was way too big to be having a little bitty book bag...which he only wore on one shoulder...all the time. it made him look so much bigger and for some reason, so soft. it was so funny. i was thinking about that cause when i saw him the other day, he had another book bag, but not such a small one and he wasn't as big as he was, but still. too big for a book bag. why do black dudes carry around book bags everywhere now? just go ahead and get a man purse...that's why you're carrying a book bag around anyways. it's not gay at all...the man purse. nothing wrong with it.

yeah, so i'm gonna go ahead and roll up out of here. peace up, a town down. i cannot stop saying that. 'peace up, a-town down'. it's just stuck in my head. whenever i hang up with my sister now, i say it, then start doing the beat to the song (yeah-uRsher). yeah, lame, i'm trying to quit, but it's hard.

work now, holla!

jenn