Tuesday, August 26, 2008
The Sound Of My Cellular
Bravo. This is exactly how I like my Scarface. Hella gritty voiced and shit talking, over a beat that makes me want to fuck. Dreamy. I feel sixteen again.
I just got back from work a second time. The first time was a reasonable hour. Then I found out my homegirl was still in the office at like 9 working on one of my projects. I felt like the worst manager ever, and went to Koh Samui to pick up Thai food and bring it to her. We worked the rest of the night side by side, which is something at least.
So jazzed for Cube tomorrow. I think I'm gonna buy some new sneakers, too. Gnight.
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That's a very upright thing you did.
ReplyDeleteIt sometimes feel like you're forgotten when you're left alone to finish a project that starts to run later than folks expected.
Or at least it does to me. You most likely won an ally or at least strengthened a bond