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fo sheez peeps... the life and times of a receptionist

today is veterans day, so first and foremost this one goes out to them. strangely enough, when i think of that, i realize once again that i ought to be somewhere else, doin somethin else.


i regret to inform you that i have a routine now. i've come to acknowledge and accept the fact that regardless of what anyone says, at the beginning of my day i'm a receptionist and nothing more. i get up, maybe go to the gym, get ready and go to work... to be the receptionist. and i stay the receptionist until 5PM.

then, i drive about a quarter mile away only to become the starbucks groupie for another couple of hours. note that this is the highlight of my day. i see my friends and talk about anything and everything. this is the time of day that i feel the closest thing to being O.G. izelle. i can kick back with kris, reg, tre, tinay, felix, neil, marc, and whoever else is in the buildin and feelin themselves.... with my iced grande extra vanilla caramel macchiato in hand to finally put a fuckin smile on my face.

then i drive home and myspace. (notice that i now utilize "myspace" also as a verb.)

and to end the show, when done myspacing, i sleep.

sometimes, i'll eat.