Train Trades, and Weekend Wrap-Up...

A definite advantage to taking the trade, I mean the train, is the over trade!  If D.C. isn't good for anything, we do have our fair share of over pieces.  This weekend, they all happened to have dreads, whatever that is about?  None the less, they punished, and I had to share.

This trade was giving me the most with his back-pack and drawing pad.  I live for an artsy piece.  A dude that can fuck you, and then draw a picture of your ass.  I live! 

This piece here served.  He gave face and reminded me of my husband Castro a.k.a Supreme with dreads.  He was into his Ipod, probably listening to go-go or something?  I can download?  Boy, after I slay your Ipod with the over tracks, I'm gonna braid your hair, then I'm gonna cook dinner.  Something that will stick to your ribs...lol

This security guard 'lookin' boy' was off to "serve" and protect.  I live for a chocolate piece.  He showed me grace when I got onto the train with the "brutha man" head nod.  I got life.  He can definitely walk for " tall dark brown security dreaded train-taking b-boy realness".  I would vote for him.  

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Right, So Friday gave work, work, work... As i told you guys before I'm enjoying the last days of my youth, Remember?  I was a tad tired when I got home, but I took at 'Donna Summers Disco Nap', and it was cute for me when i rose. Norman had a friend visiting from Baltimore, they had dinner and went to The Fireplace.  I came to meet, but just managed to see Norman before he left.  He was at the end of his gay bar rope.  You know the sweet baby doesn't give all of that.  His friend Jeremy btw, who i can be best described as Old Testament Jesus meets Rosie Perez meets The Tasmanian Devil meets Kevin Aviance was ready to roll.  In the midst of much snapping and "honey" calling I made out that he was going to Fuego the Latin club on New York Avenue.   I bid him traveling mercy and sent him in his way.  Oh, I forgot to mention that I picked up Dwayne on the way to the bar.  He was fresh off of work, and high from his recent promotion.  Congrats!  We went in to the bar had drinks, met Hadi there, and decided to hit it to LIV.  We arrived at LIV at around 1:45 only to see everyone filing out.  We parked and walked up to get the T.  Bomb scare?  That is the ruler.  Someone actually called in a bomb threat to blow up LIV.  They should blow that bitch up and start from scratch.  Queens do the most, I'm sure it was a fierce conjure.  We actually went back to The Fireplace briefly before Dwayne had to leave us.  Hadi and I got down on some pizza before taking it in.  

Saturday morning.  Work, work, work... It was the last day of our fiscal year, so my boss was up my ass to try to "push it" and sell  as much as I can.  Normally, I don't mind when someone is up my ass, but this wasn't cute.  I was tired and still slightly buzzin'.  I managed to endure the work day

 After work, I conjured a meal at my local sushi restaurant.  When they see my coming the waitress always scurries to clear my table, and to have my sprite ready.  The sushi is good, and they show the girls grace.

Sunday gave work, work, work...  After work I met up with Normie, Syd, Tish, and Syd's cousin at Asia Nine.  The food was cute, but we all decided that we were still hungry, and went to Ruth Chris for dessert.  We all shared the apple tart, it was over!  I made it home in time to conjure with trade via telephone, and took it to the pillow.  Pretty mild weekend Eh?  

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Star-Studded Event...

After a long stressful day at work, I decided to take a little walk around Chinatown for some site seeing and window shopping.  To my utmost surprise, there were celebrities (not the real things) all around.  Seventh street was poppin' yesterday. I'm ill, and someone should really stop me know...

Kathy Griffin-esque was there.  I shouted to her that i loved her show on Bravo, but no response.  Im sure she's busy moving to the "C" list from "D".  

Beenie (Hang)-Man came through.  It was crazy.  I asked him if he could show me how to "Dutty Wine", but again no response.  

This trade was no celebrity, he was just fine as shit.  He could definitely walk for Plaid short white tee hat to the side dunk wearing dreaded giving face and slight body B-Boy realness.  That's a Ball the girls would attend.

It sure as hell ain't the first of the month, but a member of Bone Thugs was spotted walking down 7th St. yesterday with her butch queen body guard.

Oooh Girl, Take a Bow... Rihano-no was in D.C. yesterday.  I know it's kinda warm outside, but there is no excuse for frizz like that.  Thank God for the "Indian in my family", but if I didn't, I would definitely get into a pressing comb scene. Hell, give me Sade' tee and slick her back...

 

This isn't anyone in particular.  She just looked like she wanted to murder me.  Wouldn't it be over if she would have stabbed me and I kept taking pictures.  I would get life...

Micheal...?  I loved when you and Janet did Scream.  Oooh...This lady was shopping in Urban Outfitter yesterday.  I couldn't take her face.  Actually, I couldn't take many things about this cunt.  She had more plastic in her head than a pack of Tupperware containers.  She actually looked as if she had just stepped foot off of an operating table.  She still had trauma bruise marks on her cheeks, but she needed shoes damn it!  Nothing was going to get in her way, not even an I.V. or a doctor's request for a week of bed rest.  I'm slightly grossed out, but at the same time I get life from her.  She punishes...