yeah yeah
watev
im still alive

a chick been busy with work and classes and shit

the ole bag left for Haiti yesterday
off to his manwhoring and house building and ish
he best bring back my damn souvenirs is all im sayin

aint been back to the gym yet
its not really fittin into my bootleg schedule right now

im pretty easy to please
low maintenance is probably an understatement
that is not me giving you an excuse to be cheap dammit

im up for taking money off your hands
if any of yall got some just lyin around
let a sistah know

I'll try to have a real post up lata today
no guarantees tho

im bout to go bootleg job hunting
This crap im doin right now is annoying as fuck


hell's teeth man
it's blazin hip hop and rnb out there

not a friggin excuse for folk to be wearing shit they know good and well doesnt fit them

somea these tired ass lines these dudes be spittin
somebody please hold a committe meeting and tell yall friends to come up with betta material
ok
for me
please

i did some more bootleg shopping again
ill probly post the crap tomorrow
yes yes
i know im broke
but its not my money thats being spent so
im straight

thnx for stopping by folk
ima get around to yall spots in the wee hours of the morning

pick me up

Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
But girls they want to have fun



so i did some bootleg shopping
yes bootleg
i am a cheap bastard after all
thrift shops and flea markets are my friend
canal street is my home
inexpensive vintage calls my name















thanx for the 'talk me away from the ledge' talk folk
preciate it
im feelin better

So father's day passed and i aint post shit about the pops/ole haitian immigrant/Augue

So yeah
i love the ole bag

like me, he's a straight shooter
He laughed his head off when i announced my plan to go on American Idol
(now i was joking but his black ass aint know that. ida got my feelings hurt if i was serious)

I don't know how good an idea it is to tell your kids that they were mistakes, but my dad always let me know that he took his role of father seriously but it wasnt a situation he went into willingly.

He asked my moms to get an abortion
She refused
He left
I came
He came back
and the rest as they say
is history

Theirs was never a love story
and pops was sure to let me know that
not out of any sense of cruelty
just to let me know that raising my black ass was something that had to grow on him

I was a few weeks old when he came back
(he wasnt there for my birth)

he aint want no damn babies
but he also aint want to have any of his damn babies running around not knowing their father either
so
he resigned himself to his fate

The home life was uh
riddled with colorful language

Those two bastards definitely did not need to be together
My dad left and came back atleast 10 times that i can remember

Despite all the drama, i always knew that he loved me
even though he refuses to jump in front of a moving car for me
refuses to take a bullet for me
refuses to pay for my future wedding
and refuses to pop and lock when i ask him to

but since he cried when i got in that car accident, ima give him a pass

one of my dads fave shows?


aww man
the memories


The pops..
sometimes i just dont get him

We (the lil bros, pops, and i) went to go see Bad Boyz II when it came out in theatres
figured his black ass would have to stay awake thru an action packed film right?
wrong
i kept having to elbow him awake

I finally gave up and just enjoyed the blasted film
then towards the end, he bursts out laughing hysterically
fuckin scared the bejesus outta me
apparently he found the scene where Martin ask the daughter's date if he's a virgin hilarious
huh?
all the shit u done missed snoring all up and through the movie but u gon blow out a lung over that?
watev

His nickname for me is Danounou
I hate for anyone else to call me that
but from pops its all good

Ive always called him by his first name
Augue
infact he said that was my first word actually
ima bit skeptical on that one

i get my height from the pops
he's 6'5"

His pops wasnt the kindest of folk
real strict and unmoving

He made sure he was the opposite with his kids

He's only whooped me twice that i can remember
One was for calling him stupid
man
that was the angriest he's ever been with me

i get my sarcasm and wit from him
(the movie star good looks too.lol)


i'd say: "i hate u"
he'd say: "yeah. until u want money" (he knows me so well)

i'd say: "i wish you were dead"
he'd say: "yeah. until you want money"

i'd say: "you're ugly"
he'd say: " yeah well. i got it from u"

i'd say: "im going to run away"
he'd say: "what's stopping you"

fastforward to today

i say: "i love you"
he says: "u need money?"

he says: "i love you"
i say: " no thank you. u can keep it"

he says: "(some crap that gets on my nerves)"
i say: "that's why you're not married"

he says: "Diana. can you iron this?"
i say: "That's why i need to marry you off"

i say: "pops can u hold this?"
he says: "ima progressive feminist. carry it yourself"


Can't you just feel the love?

awwww
he's not just the sperm donor

he's my dad
lol


and he can beat up your dad any day of the week

sigh

yeah i know
i been gon a minute
sigh
ive been contemplating my damn life
sigh
i am so not where i thought i'd be by now
sigh
i dont know what the hell i wanna do with my life
i'm broke-ish
i done fell off my gym game (tho i have been keeping up with the fake running)
my creativity comes in spurts that seem to be few and far between
i am a punk ass bitch who needs to stop being so damn scared all the time
I could stand to be a lil nicer
I need to finally learn to play these three instruments i have sitting in my damn room
I need to get out of the U.S. for a few months or something
I'm single.thatd be fine if i wasnt worried that it's a permanent condition
i miss dancing. i wanna take up classes. ...but im broke-ish
same goes for those martial art classes i've been swearing i'd take
dont front. yall know id be a hot ninja
Me and the moms are doing better but....sigh
im beginning to think that civil is the best we can do
Me and the pops are cool as always but he's still tryna leave me to go live it up in Haiti
sigh
ima be devastated
Are any of u psychic?
cuz if u are just let me know what's in store

do u ever just wanna skip to the good shit?

sigh
sounds like some pick-me-up shopping is in order

city lights and business nights

City lights and business nights
When you require streetcar desire for higher heights
No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
When sentiment is left to chance
No place to be ending but somewhere to start


woke up to

got ready
met up wit Fi
and went fake shopping in la ciudad
got some bootleg costume jewelry
a few purses
and some other crap
thats probably gon be my thing this summer
last summer i was getting shoes all the damn time
i saw this cute purse i wanted but i didnt have enuff funds on me
Will probly get it Friday

Ima cheap bastard
I refuse to buy any expensive shit unless i know im gon get a good 10 years use out of it

it was blazin hip hop and rnb out there kid
kept having to wipe my sweat mustache every block or so

not sexy

Fiona was hating on the necklace earring set
*rolls eyes*
dont know why i ask folk's opinion
i was gon get it anyway
same with the bronze purse
she was hatin on it too

watev Fiona


somea these vintage shops be killin me
Vintage
It's just a fancy word for old shit
i am not payin 50 dollars for no damn 10 year old purse man

Even tho yall know im not feelin flats like that, they're a necessary evil
so
i headed to Target and got me some to journey the city in

I really do need to know why when im in the city all the crazy folk gravitate towards me

that and the creepy old white men

summer summer summertime