it's the end of the road...

I have reached the bottom of my ladder of dough. All those remarks i made about being good with money, and blah, blah blah ... oops .. partied JUST a tad bit much. It's okay, i had fun with it. I've been asking that a lot lately. People would bitch and moan about something in the past or something... and i'd be like "did you have fun?"... or "did you learn something while doing it?" ... and for the most part i get a hesitant "yes" ...but whatever. Time for me to figure out how to get this dough!

it's my party, and i can...

get down if i want to...
so it's my b-day week. before never really used to advertise that fact, because i was stupid and thought that those that would give a front door would know... but this year, eff it, i'm gonna pull an ninjitzoe, call a birthday week!!! ...thanks to my main numero uno sista girl, she's been treatin me like a king this week. I know she's calling it payback for all the times in the past, but i don't see it like that at all... after all, all we're after is good company, great conversations, and better frienships. It helps to have good music, and good drink too... and we found just that the other day. Bar Dynamite has quenched multiple thirsts... most importantly my INSATIABLE thirst for hip hop. Even though there are dimes there, i'm not plannin on meeting my wife there. But anyway, i have to get my mind off girls ...it's my week, bitches...