sharpteeth.

so, in my infinite sense of money burning a hole in my pocket, i bought myself a new book yesterday. that sumbitch cost me like $21, but it was worth it. oh, and i got a Border's rewards card, too. sorry, B&N, Borders is kicking your ass right now.... only a little bit. not a whole lot. mild kickeration. anyway, it's a werewolf book, which is always my fortay, called "Sharp Teeth". and this one line from it keeps rolling around in my head...

"fact

he knows that it's impossible to tell a wolf
from a man if
he keeps his chin up
and his teeth clean"

like, DAMN. that hit, y'know? it stuck with me.


uhhh.. what we doing today?

well, my options are:
- go to Harlem Hospital and get a TB test so i can work.
- go to Brooklyn and get fingerprinted.
- go to some place downtown and get fingerprinted.
- clean & purge.
- stay home and be a lazy slob.

i'm leaning towards one of the first four, though. i need to get shit done. but its HOOOOOOTTT, man. i hate the heat. lmaoooo, i hate the snow i hate the snow, i hate the rain and i hate the snow. LMAOOOO. okay, random moment over. but yeah, it's 86 degrees outside. i'm not feeling that. i'm not hanging out with anyone today, though. nah, it's just me.

oh, and kevin has calling-back issues? wtf, man... [sighs] and i KNOW he knows i'm feeling the strain, because all he does when we DO talk is try to talk to make me laugh or try to talk about what i did or try to remind me that he's thinking about me. yeah, but i really wanna see you? i wanna have a convo with you that's more than ten minutes? smh, i don't even know anymore. i love him, but this is getting ridiculous. maybe it's just because i don't have a job or something to do all day that i'm thinking about it all the time. whatever.

uhhh... so BK? maybe. let's see.


peace.