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Lying My Way From The Man

Sunday, Aug. 28, 2005 @ 1:02 am

I'm supposed to be in Maryland, but the folks on my job don't know that I'm not of course.

I lied and said I was going away for the weekend so I could get Thursday and Friday off and also to not have to work this weekend. Isn't that sad? No, what's sad is what I've done with my long weekend thus far: Thursday: nothing. Friday: Went to this arts and crafts shop with my mom, bought this learn-to-knit kit, started working on it for 20 minutes when I got home. My impatience always wins though, so no, I have not learned to knit.

Today I went shopping with Jay. I was out of the house from 1-10:15pm. I bought absolutely nothing of essence. I hate shopping with other people. I wanna go into the stores I wanna go into, when I feel like going into them and not have to wait on anyone else. I hate Jamaica Ave. I hate Green Acres mall. I'm gonna head out early tomorrow morning and go to my eight-minute-walk away mall and do some serious shopping. I need school supplies, some more clothes and other shit.

I really should go to bed. But I keep having these nightmares. Last night I dreamt I was in a street gang and we got busted by undercover cop Don Cheadle and I watched him bludgeon our gang leader, Fat Joe with a baseball bat to the head. The night before that I dreamt I was being raped by a sneaker salesman. I need to get my head check more thoroughly I swear.

I miss (so badly it scares me) the hookah bar. If I can't find anyone to come with me I'm going to get high by myself next week. For the first time in three months I must add.