The hits just keep coming

What possibly could have happened next? Well on Thursday, coming home from class, I get a note on my windshield. It says I have a near flat on the back tire. Rassss! It was crazy low when I saw it. So now me is driving on spare. I went to go get the tire repaired this morning. I thought a only $10 that's cool. Affordable. RASS DEM! The tire is unrepairable. TWO big phat stinkin nails on each side of the tire. Dun. My pops said that I need to buy another tire, because the contract for the rental says it's my responsibilty. $190. Blast. Watch, I know this will happen. When The tire comes on Thursday, my insurance will call and say return the car. Then I will have no car and still owe them a tire. RASSSSSSSSSS!

I also just had conversations with both my folks (2 different conversations) about me going to church. As Mista Kelvinal telling me to do. Me ah know.

The good thing to look forward to is the nex week is a 3 day week for me. Monday off and Friday off. 2 long weekends in a row .. sweeeeet. I'll be broke (broker?) by the 2nd one though. Rass.

I guess I am tha sucka.

Tek it. Just Tek it

I can't believe this shit. On my mafuckin way to the traffic court place to fight my ticket for the accident ... guess what? I got a fuckin $300 speeding ticket in the rental. WHA DE ASSSSSSSSS! When it rains, it white water canyon splash me to death. I am so vex. I was going 140 in a 100 zone. Blasted rass, the damn Jetta is so smooth, I can't tell how fast me is going and I was at Kennedy on 407 ... intended destination -- McCowan .. 1 more blasted exit. FUCKKKKKKKKK.

In other news 1 on the way out and 1 returning. I just come back from my last visit wit Trini Smurf. She going back to Trinidad for good. She and her sissies is too cute. Except when I spit near their feet. Oh well. I go miss dem. Who coming? Who Coming? Guess? Me pardna. The chap of chaps, Mista Kelvin. As soon as he get a flight he move back here for good. Nice. Maybe he can find a car and drive me around. Or we can tek the bus at the same time. Blast.

Ok I'm gonna go ketch up on my missed studies. Yes I spent days wit no fun or sun, doing studies and I'm still behind. Life ... wha me do 2 u?

Gone.Dun.Totalled

Friday, evening as I going to visit the sushi twinz, well, I totalled my jeep. What Jeep? uh, look 2 posts below. I don't really wanna talk about it now, I've been doing that for 2 days. I'm ok, I got a bruise on my belly, the shape of the steering wheel, and my arm hairs got burned off from the airbag, in the shape of perfect rectangles. Believe me I'm gonna rant about it later. That's it, no long drawn out post, even though this time I have a real subject. Anyways I'll be back sometime.

I haven't posted in a while and well this is basically another non-post post. I just had to link this up:

An unholy sex stunt at St. Patrick's Cathedral has gotten shock jocks Opie and Anthony exorcised from New York radio. -- HAHAHAHA! They were getting sucky anyways. I'll just listen to the Traffic Flow Mixshow on my way home now. By the way check these affiliated O & A sites to see how fast the reaction. WNEW, OpieAndAnthony, Foundry Music.

As promised ... 3LW's sexy ass new video . "I DO (WANNA GET CLOSE TO YOU)"

I'm gonna update soon soon. I've had a cool ass busy week. I'm just clicking back in school tings. Me still need $$, but I'm still going strong.

I got a small job to do a logo, with incentive for future partnerships. Thats good, I suppose. I have so much school work to do yet I'm uninspired. NO I'm not distracted. I'm actually in a creative rut. Doing the logo brought me back up a bit. I also have a site update/job possibility.

BLAST Keon Clark signed with Sac Kings, damnit. Oh Kournikova lost ... upset city!!! Ah gone me ah gone for ... now.

u.n8.cle Dogg

Uh, that means uncle n8 dogg. No my sis is not having a baby, but, muh nigga is. Yes Mista Bull, is gonna have a lickle calf running around the nWo Toronto Headquarters. Holy Flip!! Congrats ... btw .. I hear NATHAN, NATE, NATHANIEL or NATALIE are good good names. Heh. Oh and uh guess I should big up Rachel too, she had lickle sumting sumting to do wif it.

I don't really wan say much, even though a shit load of stuff happened and is probably real interesting, but I just had to big up the BULL Fam.

Ok ok let me say that Monday on Olympic Island was the best part of Caribana. Times Sq. was fun except when the stabbings and the cops closing the bar and all that nonsense happened. The island was cool mainly because of the mad crew we launched. All we do is eat and well, mek fun of each other. So big up my 1month room-mate/arch nemesis cK and the Sushi twinz - SOCALOCOOOOO aka Christina & Tee-Hee aka Drew. Dem gals can wiggle and wine, and provide me with so much joke ammunition. Christina was the lick on the boat ride back, she put on a Tassa show that damn near sunk the boat with appreciation and adulation. More Fyah! More Fyah! Me also wan big up all the peoples that made Caribana: Me Sissy & Brah, Dhanraj in de cell aka Jerome, Newfie, The hippies who sparked me a lifty, Navin, Nitten and Lisa @ the Parade. Mad Shelley, Veda, Trini gyal Andrea, all the fam from 'sauga side @ Times Sq.

Next weekend has more shizznit, Beer Festival, Taste of The Danforth and my crazy little brother leaves for garbage ass - Borelando. By the way tonight we were at the Blue Jays game --- booooooooo. they lost, it was h'empty. Me cK & Rob were concerned that the "Biggest Blue Jay Fan" (yo she WAS BIG) was gonna eat us, for laughing at her mad antics.

One day Gabe my giant big black bear friend I will avenge my falling into your clutches of the chokeslam. By the way thank you for not mistaking me for a piece of Brontosaurus ribs .. hehehehe. - I guess I can write even when I don't wanna. Hmm I talk & type too much. Time for tea.

Ummmm ... Kelvin is mashed he's dead out on my couch. No jam tonight. Saving $ for Times Square Reunion Super Jam tomorrow.

AY YI YI!!

Caribana parade dun. Kelvin is mash up. I'm feelin irie. Nuff drinks and special herbal medications nah mean. Anyways getting ready for Sat. nite jam. Blog a lickle later.