all day

dropping off tickets...
workshopping...
brainstorming...
train hopping...
reading on the J line...
open mic'n...
ticket selling...


then i get to come home. and chill with amari. and watch my dvd of RIZE, again. i remember when i could dance so hard that i wouldn't cramp up until 10 years later. unfortunately, its ten years later! :)

but i'm blessed. loved. and inspired. who can ask for more?

oh - sorry Big Mike. I know that's probably too gushy... so -- FUKN HELL YOU C**T BURGER! captain ORGAZMO SUCKS! (except for the theme music. that's hilarious!)