i guess id start this one off by saying how dumb i feel for blowing all this retarded thousands of dollars (and thats just this month) on my pathetic kidrobot obsession, i ended up dropping $300 on the burton X kr snowboard parka (its hella fruity- lenor says i look like richard simmons and barney with it on.) its purple and hella colorful, then i hit up barneys for 4 new kr hoodies, $200 a pop, but... i really love the dunny joint though, i just need more days in the year to actually wear them all (im past 35) and since i have the nike X kr air max 1s $2000 brand new ( i wear em 4 times a week, even in the winter) and the fitteds, omfg, i have id think every decent looking kr new era thats been out all year, so i guess i really look super cool at home, dressed up in house clothes, all non-showered and sweaty assed. so, then the tristan eaton (co-creator of the dunny) did 2 different 8" and 3" dunnys and fatcaps called the tag team series, so x 4 even more... the toy collection needs a new wall now, and its not slowing down with dalek dropping space monkey qees this month too... honest, i feel like an idiot for being such an ass kissing corporate name brand slave, its so fucked up, ive been breaking away really cleanly, and then this kidrobot ocd thing just reoccurred... its dumb as fuck to me because im trying to kill my ego and lengthen my persona, and its been fucked with me going back asswards now, bills are paid, and im not broke (yet) but fuck, i mean its below zero outside, and i really dont leave the house much, so its kinda stupid stockpiling all this garbage to make me feel cool and acceptable, im pitiful really. lenor has been so fucking sick and thats been a bummer, on a great note, one of my best friends zack came back to the tc, he dropped over to the 952 to show love and meet lenor, i hope hs neck feels better, he had a really fucked up car accident (prey for the nigga kiddies) my pain has been really wild, really bad actually, my back just doesnt ease with the abuse, and to top that, i almost thought i had stomach cancer, its been a wild ass month dude...
to be really andy-esqe though, i really feel hollow with this consumerism at a rampant high, i feel like a true idiot, because i preach self enlightenment on the daily, then i internet a $750 bill on toys or toy related clothes, im backsliding, and we have cabin fever bad too, so im thinking maybe ill slow my bank roll and just save for a new car or some shit, i dont wanna have a $2500 outfit riding the bus, fucking retarded....
lenor is so elegant when she sleeps, hope that doesnt sound weird at all...
stomach cancer, rediscovering my fathers whole side of the family at 29, wild shit here... i love filipino peoples though, so caring and destined to succeed, oops... uh.. i know that im god body with a white mommy, but fuck you, study supreme mathematics and you would understand too... really bad ghostface and nujabes fettish musicly too, but im always on the purple tape dunn.... so im just trying to crack my ego-centric outlook for the first time in the 008, but its wild, im being a fucking idiot too, i grabbed a buscuit in case anything jumps off, gotta stay headstrong dude..
i wish i could go see an atmosphere show at first ave, sean always mk ultras all of us when hes home, oh yeah, pick up that free atmosphere album off their myspace, strictly leakage is hot shit, all old classics that sluggo jacked beats on some o'shay shit. great album, and get to 5e to get the new sad clown bad dub, fuck, i need to... well andy has a bad boring life, has been producing crazy paintings and outlines, so watch me burn that, but thats for another check-in...
love you or fuck you (not litterally, just trying to look tough)
back to loovin the wiz and the gwidoe.
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