Eighteen.

Changed up my layout and shit, fucking McFlytasticubercoolness! Yes, that's a word because I say it is. Lemme tell you about last night though! Nigga, I was talking to Aasiyah's drunk ass. Shorty was on some tough shit. This broad was sayin' the dumbest shit imaginable. Shit, after we got off the phone I went to sleep or whatever then got up for work. I didn't go to work yesterday because I over slept. My favorite model in the fucking world, London, called my job acting like my sister and got me off the hook. Down ass bitch, what?! Yessir. I'm chillin' though, just felt like blogging, nothing really important to talk about. Christmas is coming up, what are you gettign me?! Nothing? That's cool, I wasn't expectin' shit anyway. But I'm out to finish updating this blog and what not. I'm working on the playlist. Ohhhh, before I go.

THEE LIZZMEISTER IS THE COOLEST.

THECOOLESTNIGGAWHAT?!
Outro.