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All Of Me (reprise) pt1

So I just found out there’s a final mix version of Joey’s All Of Me. Called All Of Me (Reprise). Love that mix man. So clean. Anyway. Instead of one SUPER DUPER LONG post. I wanna do several short but maybe still relatively long posts. This is part one. And oh. They’ll be out of order. That’s ok. If you read them all you’ll get it… Let’s go

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(Electric) Relaxation

My mind was all over the place today. I was thinking of EVERYTHING at once. I am now composed. Relaxed. I’ve separated them all. I see where they overlap. I see where they intersect. And I see what I need to do. More of some of this later tonight. I’m working grave tonight and I think I may want to put a little extra thought in what will surely be a drawn out post.

Revenge of Bowtie

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Headed to my cousin’s wedding (it’s also my brother fresco’s anniversary. I owe you one bro). This is gonna get real emotional. Mostly because of my auntie’s passing some 3 1/2 years ago. This is the first time we’ll all be re-united since them. She’ll be there with us all, while her son becomes one with his love in front of “god”.

Sunglasses and Advil

Day one. Danni made tacos. I started drinkin. Fresco showed up. We continued drinking. We had a visitor. Me and fresco had subliminal convos. There was a huge conflict. I literally went from mega drunk to super sober. I wasn’t completely on fresco side about handling said conflict. Eventually after several shouting matches and everyone shedding tears and pushing friendships to the brink. All was well.

Day 2. I decided I’m cooking. So fresca and Danni were gonna benefit from my impulse. Home made chicken Alfredo. Sauce from scratch. Well seasoned baked chicken lol. And fettuccini pasta.
Shit was FLAMES. UFC fight. JDS fucked Cain’s world in one minute. Crazy.
Pacq/Marquez. Marquez got super robbed. You dumbasses still think manny can fuck with floyd? Stop it.
Then liquor. Ever drink half a bottle of vodka in 2 hours? I did. And 2 hours after that? CHOCOLATE WASTED. But fresco tho?! This nigga was super duper chocolate wasted.

Day 3. Rest (kinda). Fresco was super vibin to my “death” playlist lol. Recovery (kinda). And football. Her quick thank you meant a lot to me. Even if I didn’t really acknowledge it. Now headed home.

There’s A LOT of details left to myself. And that’s where they’ll stay.

2to2

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I thought this 12 hour shift would be a total drag. But I’m really enjoying it as of now. Heater on. Book open. Hot chocolate. And Miles Davis. ALSO there’s no one to interrupt it till at least 6. Although fresco just called. But I don’t mind that so much

Unsheathe my sword

So the other day at work I was listening to music on my phone. Watching tv shows. Tweetering. Playing games. Oh and I had my brightness on 100% (cuz the HD looks better when watching movies/tv shows). Then I look at my battery life 14%. Lo and behold, I forgot my charger. With 3+hrs of work and at least an hour commute home. I was in trouble. phone died. So I was left with my thoughts. NOT GOOD. but I also was left with something else

PUTTING THE PEN TO PAPER!!!

I haven’t wrote something on paper since I abandoned my notebook months back. It felt good. It’s a whole different feel for me to write on paper. Sometimes it’s so much better. I don’t mind crossing things out or adding something in. It’s a point of reference to thought pattern and “editing”. (editing in quotes cuz I dont really edit per se. And I don’t like to). Anyway. I need to be more productive at work. I got some things planned and I got free time here to get some of it done…

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