Mercury and Mars have shot off. First, I tripped up the stairs and with the intention on NOT busting my ass, (which I accomplished thanks to the muscle memory of a negativa and role) my IPHONE fell out my pocket and cracked. A dj gig got cancelled at the last minute just after I turned down a promo gig for that same day. My phone is now off due to a woman in San Fran who has yet to pay my invoice. (people waiting on other people to get paid so they can pay people) I'm being hounded by a hag over a fucking mail order. My mixer and headphones have mysteriously been vandalized. I had to cancel a promo. My rice cooker went out, so did my favorite space heater. I have had it up to here with the motion of the heavens...
Having ORI TUTU (cool head) ain't easy...It requires me to think first, rather than acting on my initial feelings. I am doing my best to keep that at the forefront of every misfortune but that still doesn't negate the fact that I wanna cuss, scream, and just down right kick some ass to make me feel better. Instead, I give the middle finger to all that hinders my progress, my success, my peace, my joy, my sanity; FUCK YOU!!! ase ase ase O!!!
No matter what side of the guillotine, Esu always gets his cut.
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