Monday, September 15, 2008

FUCK

my ass is still awake, all thanks to EBG's fuckability-ing.

After a hawt buttfuck, I rode around Chelsea on my bike a bit to see if I could find a food joint open to feed my sudden gripping hunger, evident by the noises arises through my esophagus into my head; some really deep, thunderous tones- really freaky shit.

Well didn't find crap so I thought I'd head to Union Sq. to either relax a bit or enter the subway at that station rather than the 8th Ave, when heading towards 6th Ave I noticed the new Diner (that's been there close to a year now) and decided to stop in. Fuckers, nothing's vegan, 'cept the Linguine Primavera which I didn't want but fuck, anything at this point, and a Berry Energizer, a shake sans any fucking cow by-product. -$23 dollars later (never fucking going there again) I had to handle a hot ass box of food and my steel-frame heavy ass bike (WITH NEW ASID PERFORMANCE BRAKES!!! And calibrated shifting, so it's like-new, aptly named 'Bikey') down into Union Sq.'s subway entrance and onto the platform, into the train, ride the fucking ever-slow-as-fuck L train into Brooklyn, maneuver the bike out the fucking car ('cause fucking idiots couldn't give me the right of way DESPITE MY BIG ASS AND MY BIG MOUNTAIN BIKE BLOCKING THE EXIT) with one hand while juggling the food box, head up a flight of steps (took the elevator for the second, fuck another set of steps) and ride a somewhat-smooth ride home. Ugh, my ass did it ghetto-style and settled on the front steps to bite into my food before hell froze over, my food with it.


Food was good, reminding me why I don't like italians, bread had butter on it so I have to scrap half of it, ugh, and the salad was a no-no so I packaged that for my momma tomorrow (or today) mornin'. Shake was fucking freaky; uber foamy with this weird spicy kick, hope the fucking mexicans working at the diner didn't spit in it. Privileged fucks.

Anywhew, Brandy's coming back out?! *GLEE* Onliest black bitch to run in 5" HEELED BOOTS- FIVE. INCH. HEELED. BOOTS. WTF. So ghetto supreme, very ferosh. Well she's dropping a new album called Human this November 11th, and the first single's called "Right Here (Departed)". Sounds tight, just ready for a winter-y season, despite warm winds here in NY on a monday, but yea, just right, vid's a bit meh though, girl be tripping juxtaposing herself in all freaky types of ways...

link: http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&VideoID=42186203

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