i’m realizing that since i’ve been in LA i haven’t been doing what diddy says i should do and maintain my sexy. i’ve been wondering why i haven’t been getting as much attention as i got back east – and then today, it happened: i took a long hard look in the mirror and realized i’m not as attractive as i used to be. what happened? i fxcked around and moved to LA and i live in a place where they sell tacos and pineapples from a truck – and the cutest girl in the neighborhood is 47 years old and 230lbs.
basically: i don’t see a point in keeping the stache trimmed, and the hair edged here. damnit. but i dont want to be ugly anymore either. so tomorrow i get that shapeup and cut off the stache, and press forward. ain’t no shame in admitting that i do, in fact, exfoliate. shit is often just that serious! i used ICY WASH. check into it.
also, i’m done with telling you folks what kind of cologne i wear. i walk into a house and we all smell alike. that is wack! never intend to smell like your friends. so i’m online now searching for some exclusive shxt. if you want to know what it is, find me and take a whiff.
last night i walked into a club in inglewood and immediately felt better than everybody there. it’s nothing disrespectful – just the east coast in me. i love it. and it showed on my face as the “he’s cute, bxtch” came from the lips of the barhoppers. it was a good time. three drinks for a total of $10?! where they fxck they do that at? INGLEWOOD.
followed by a beef head taco from el taurino on pico. i shoulda got that damn tamale. the taco was some bullshit. sept 1st will also mark the last day of beef.
for all those participating in the abstinence: GET IT IN BY SEPT 1st.
and i leave you with this:
“life is but a beach chair.” -jay z