....ummm....what the fuck do I look like? Why is it that every weekend I'm the one who get's the random ass texts/phone calls from folk I haven't heard from in weeks/months/years[??] asking me what's poppin on any given night in the city? Do I have 'Party Animal' tattooed across my fucking forehead??? And what makes you think that even if I was partying I would be partying with you? If I was planning on taking you along on a night out on the town with me, you would have BEEN received a phone call/text. I hate that shit.......yet I digress....
I'm nice and fat **like that's a change...** and I've made it through this Thanksgiving unscathed...I actually had a good time seeing all of my crazy *and I do mean CrAzY* family. They were crazily HILARIOUS! I did receive something like the third degree about some things *a boo, lifestyle, lack of invites, etc* but I made it!
...time to mentally prepare for next year...
I've been telling everyone for weeks that I was preparing to get up early and go fight the crazy housewives on black Friday so that I could get me a TV. I was really prepared to do it yall! I'd been practicing my boxing moves...my karate and my ka-raz-ay...I was gonna beat a bitch DOWN for a cheap TV!
**sigh**Well I got my TV...courtesy of Walmart.com...I know I know...I was all prepared to get up...then I took a nap....BAD CHOICE. I woke up at 4 **the time I planned to get up**...thought about it...and was like, "Do I honestly need to get up and fight these crazy hoes for a TV I can find online?" So my version of Black Friday blowout shopping was getting up at 4 pm...sitting up in my bed...and ordering my TV....direct from the internet.
...I got my TV...it was marked down...I don't have to carry it up the steps...and I don't have cut, bruise, or footprint on me...now THAT'S how you shop Black Friday!!
***peace.love.music***
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