i got family in high places like jesus' niece...

not really. but i like to think that i do.

my pops is quoted on wikipedia. i can't imagine that anyone would be so bored as to care, but see if you can find the quote on the article here. i guess you may enjoy reading the it as well, if you happen to fancy unmanned aerial vehicles.
[say wha?]
yeah, that's what i said.

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so the past few days at my new/temporary/godawful place of employment [that i won't mention, for self-esteem security purposes], i've come into contact with one of the world's most famous walking plastic surgery disasters, jocelyn wildenstein.
now i'm all about giving people the benefit of the doubt. if a mo'effer cuts me off in traffic, i'm likely to assume that his wife is in the hospital giving birth, or his cat is dying, or whatever, instead of throwing a cursing fit. [unless, of course, i'm already 5 minutes late for work -- then all bets are off.]

so upon first hearing about this socialite dubbed "the cat woman" who's gone under the knife countless times after her husband left her in attempts to win him back, i kinda felt sorry for the broad. i mean, she's gotta have some serious issues to think she looks okay like that. and it's gotta suck to have your husband leave you for someone younger and better looking [not like he has to look that far, though. her pre-knife face in the 70s certainly wasn't anything crucial].

but let me tell you...this bitch? THIS bitch - HAS to have the stankest personality of ANYONE that comes in my place of business, all jokes aside.

maybe it's because it's so hard to look at her without scrunching up your face. i guess if that happens with EVERYONE who looks at you the whole day, you're gonna be an automatic bitch.

what am i saying? no more excuses for this hoe. how can you look like that AND have a stank ass personality? she must have a midas pussy or something.

LA's a trip, man.

murs was wrong...

turns out you DO have to worry if you're staying north of wilshire.
[if you don't get my reference, hit that play button above.]

night before last, someone busted my window and took my GPS from my center console [my new one !! :: see previous post] sometime between the hours of 2 AM and 2PM. on the street right outside my apartment.

WIGGEDY WIGGEDY WELCome to LA!

actually i'm not entirely sure if this is my official housewarming gift, OR simply bad karma for having cheated the system on *coppin' acquiring that GPS.

either way, that shxt blows like taryn manning.
for rilla.

i mean damn, where's rick ross when you need him?

on a lighter note, i've got a job intvw monday [chhyeah!] and the new common CD has leaked.haters gonna hate, lovers gonna love [word to dave chapelle channeling kels]. but i'm digging this CD.
he's definitely not the com we know from the classic LWFC, nor is he still riding off the success of BE & FF. the album's almost entirely produced by the neptunes, and its 'electro-infused' sound takes a pinch from kanye's 808s formula to add to com's default soul -- and it works. this album seems to achieve what electric circus attempted [and failed]. that one had a few neptunes tracks too, didn't it?



that one i'm sure you were trying to forget about tho. [sorry]

have a pleasant december weekend! =] and keep an eye on your whip at all times. that is all.

*note to self: never use that word as slang again - the cops deserve no shout outs for their failure to witness this occurrence. and on TOP of that redirecting me, when i dialed 911, to LAPD hollywood branch office's VOICEMAIL.