Although I had the day off yesterday, things just did not want to go my way. Let me run down the list of my day…
9:00 AM – Woke up, got out of bed, and did number 1.
9:20 AM – Started getting clean and groomed. While “trimming the bonsai tree”, I realized that even once I was done, my balls have more hair than Britney Spears’ scalp.
10:00 AM – Went over to my mother’s house to show her and my stepfather how to put music on her iPod. Things went well, until I realized that they had about 100 or so CDs they wanted put on the thing.
1:45 PM – Let my stepfather work on the music, while I watched “Rosewood” on cable
4:00 PM – Went to Kinkos in Silver Spring to pick up the business cards I ordered the day before. Was told that they would be ready in a couple of hours.
4:15 PM – Went to Borders in Silver Spring, which was crowded as hell. Got a few dirty looks from random white people which gave me “Rosewood” flashbacks. Was tempted to slap the shit out of a couple of those coffehouse poser sons of bitches.
4:30 PM – Get a call from my friend telling me that someone was killed in my building on my floor about an hour and a half after I left to see my mom. I didn’t know the guy, and he didn’t owe me money, so the death part didn’t affect me either way. What DID bother me was the fact that I knew the police would be all over my floor. If questioned, I’d automatically be a suspect since I’m a black guy named Leon. Nevermind an alibi…When you’re black, and you have a name like “Leon”, people automatically assume you’re guilty of some crime. Then again, maybe this is another “Rosewood” flashback. Who knows, who cares, the Hell with it.
4:35 PM – Get angry, because the books I sat down when I went to piss were no longer where I left them when I came out of the bathroom. Instead of going back to get the books again, I just left to get my hair cut.
5:00 PM – Got a good haircut, but got it from a barber that speaks Jamaican. Yes, I know “Jamaican” is not a real language, so there is no need to point it out. He was speaking in that dialect…that PatWaaaaah sh*t. If he had yelled out “BOOOYAKAH!” I would not have been suprised. He cut my hair nicely, but since he charged a little more, and since I could not understand the words that were coming out of his mouth, I doubt that I’ll be back there anytime soon.
6:30 PM – Went back to Borders since my cards were still not ready. Did some design work on my laptop and drank some kind of soda with no sugar and no caffiene. It wasn’t bad, but it cost more than a 24 oz bottle of Miller Genuine Draft. MGD may not be the best tasting stuff in the world, but it’ll do.
8:00 PM – Head back to Kinkos, only to find out that the lady who placed my order the day before messed up and did not do it right. So I had to sit there in the shop as the guy working behind the counter tried to print off a set of cards right then and there.
9:30 PM – I finally leave Kinkos with a box full of screwed up business cards which I mostly cannot use. They gave them to me free, but they wasted my time. Plus, I could only use about 40 of them.
11:30 PM – Finally had the time to start my laundry. I was down to the last pair of clean draws, so it was do or die. Could not hold off any longer on washing.
Lord knows when – Finally go to bed.
Today – Tired as a biblical Hebrew slave pushing a pyramid block in the summertime.
So yeah. President’s Day sucked for the most part. When is the next holiday?
Leon
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sounds like you had a crappy day…then again…i worked all day. So you must not be regular cuz you mentioned you went number 1 but no number 2 yesterday??? Maybe all you need is a good healthy shyt to brighten your mood LOL. Hope today is better for you.
WOW! @ Peach!!!!!
If you did leave out that tid bit of information of you taking a shit THANK YOU. That would have been TMI. I mean we cool and all but a dissertation on your anal excretion would not have been a good look. LOL!!
Business cards I see we are taking it to another level that’s what I’m talking bout.
We got to get up and go out again Holla at your boy.
Play Lotto
I like this post. Yeah presidents day sucked for me too. I went to Whole Foods and got harrased by some old hippie dude.
I just started dating this guy named Leon and all I keep thinking is that I gotta come up with a nickname for him. :)
@ Peach, if you must know, I took a nice healthy shit that evening once I got home. Probably thanks to the Popeye’s Chicken I ate.
@ Lotto, all you have to do is say the word! I’m sorry I wasn’t able to catch up to you and Tee the last time
LOL @ Candy. Sorry to hear about the hippie harassment
@ Anonymous, if his name is Leon, then he must be a spectacular person! Call him, “the Great One” or something along those lines ;)
black man named Leon…lol..yeah your the first suspect…
at least you didn’t have to work on president’s day…
and my mom and dad get crazy with the downloading 10 million cds on their mp3 players….and they ask for hard to find songs from the 70s that I’m sure you have to give a lung and oprah’s money just to get….
well I hope the rest of your week goes better.
Now I am glad that I am back online I missed checking to see if you blogged something new everyday. Leon you are a nut, but you know what you keep it real.
Stay Sweet,
Allura
(Jimmy’s friend)
Went to Borders in Silver Spring, which was crowded as hell. Got a few dirty looks from random white people which gave me “Rosewood” flashbacks.
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He he he he he
“You a suspect cuz you Leon.”
You hella stoopid blood.
you know the exact same thing happened to me at the exact same kinko’s! they told me that my cards would be done in 3 hours – it took 11 AND they were all wrong! Damn, I feel your pain!
Dammit Leon, I busted a gut at “BOOOYAKAH!”. Oh fuck.