HMMM, LET'S SEE....
Freaking Ren is up to his old tricks again. All of last week and this week, he was as sweet as blackberry juice. Calling me to say goodnight, sending me little emails, the whole sick enchilada. I call it sick because that's how a sister gets all googly-eyed and strung up and when I start floating cos I feel so high, he yanks the damn string and bump! Owwww, my butt!
I've decided not to get all involved in that sick carrot and stick game. Now, when he's nice, I be nice. When he ain't, I ain't. This man ain't fin to get my BP up!
All Ebonics aside, something else has gotten my damn BP up. Stressing me out. I so want to go outta here for this weekend. The plan is go to The Burgh, drive to DC for Kwadwo Antwi, back to Pitt, rest awhile and then back home. Brave words for a little soul. After stressing about it a whole damn two weeks, I didn't get to purchase a ticket via Airtran with my discount but I came up with a brilliant idea. DRIVE!
So drive I will, after getting a really good deal with Hertz at the last minute. Let's see how that goes.
okay bye