Crunch time.

So do I go? Or do I go somewhere else?

I'm thinking I'll go somewhere else. I feel like going to Norms for some of that bomb ass pasta shit I love to eat there. I've got an hour to really decide what to do.

Actually no need to decide. I know what I'mma do. I'm gonna drop the rolls off and get my swerve on to Norms. Nuff of the bullshit. Its all about me. I'mma make it about me. And right now, M. doesn't want to be social. So I shall not be social. I'mma make my mini appearance and get my roll on.

If my hair was done, I'd feel more apt to go. Like Sunday? Not a problem. Won't nobody be able to say shit about my hair. The scarf will be buried amongst the rest of the sista hair care arsenal outta site. But right now, I'm not feeling too phenomenal. And I'll be damned if someone tries to get on me and this do-rag. Soror or not, I'll have to bust someone in the jaw. So I'mma keep it safe.

*come wit meeee... hail mary...*

Quick Tupac moment there. I love it when they play Tupac on KDAY.

Well lemme finish talking to un-crush and getting my excuse tight. I'm out.