i love mondays sometimes, and here i am sitting at a desk in north hollywood a quarter before 3am, and i can feel the whole world in my hands.
the world's an apple tree, and some people go and pick the apples that they want, and others sit back and hope an apple lands in their lap.
im not gonna wait for anything. in fact, like usual, the only waiting that will be going on is OTHER PEOPLE waiting for ME to shut the fuck up.
the art of salesmanship is complicated, and i need to strengthen my kung fu, because all im selling is me, ALLL ME. (and perhaps a blook)
and attn: los angelestors: turn your radio's to 93.5 FM k-day, hip hop from today, and back in the day. it's been killin it lately... and DEATH to kiss fm.
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