i broke my phone, and i have a temp phone, so don’t try to call me, jsut text me and say who you are, because i have no numbers in it.
today was suppose to be mega homework write a paper day but fuck it jsut didn’t happen. little vexed over a paper i handed in last night i handed it in at 11:39pm on May 6th which I think is fine for a paper due MAY 6th but i don’t know if that prof. will agree as she apparently sent out an email at 6pm asking where the fuck was my paper and the paper of half the class.
oh well i was sick when i got home and i needed to sleep. i had a big hangover yesterday but i still had a good time with ava and my old boss gave me a Nook e-reader which was nice b/c i want a kindle but have no money so a free nook is soemthing good. i’m doing laundry and cleaning the kitchen today and i made lamb stew.
brian and i usually go to OTB on derby day and get lunch at the dominican steam table joint and have a swell old time and now the OTB’s in the city are almost all closed and hte one in the bronx is closed. who ever heard of a gambling joint that doesn’t make money?! fishy. but i called daddy and he’s going to put in our bets and cover the wagers til i see him. i got 5$ and dream riding on “PANTS ON FIRE” to win and i’m totally in love with the jockey she could be the irst female to win the derby that would be dope. that’s reminds of a weird line in a das racist song, actually it’s the whole chorus, and it’s about shaun bridgmohan and now i will always remember that he was the first jamaican in the kentucky derby. why would they write a song about that?
I wanna grow my hair out so I can wear marcel waves but they are pain in the ass to make.
I will probably give up before my hair gets long.
so i was mostly out of workout clothes today but i got a delivery from usps and apparently i ordered some yoga pants from walmart.com when i was drunk on the computer and that was great they fit perfect. but i didn’t have a good tank top and i had to wear one of the ones i should retire b/c the straps are too thin and don’t hold up and so my tits were like busting out of the top the whole time i’m working out and there was this gaggle of teenage boys leching on me the whole time i mean they literally followed me around the gym and stared. uncomf. ran a mile before the gym then i lifted and did aerobic intervals for an hour until i felt like i was gonna puke. then i went and bought some gatorade because i thought maybe i was so sick because i hadn’t eaten in a long time but the gatorade hasn’t really helped i might have some crackers i don’t feel like i can eat the lamb stew i made yet.
ok gotta switch the wash. later.