Soul 4 Real

I don't know how I'm gonna make it through this post considering that there are about 15 midgets wearing clogs riverdancing in my head.

I got hammered. Sheesh. I broke the cardinal rule and had mohito's last night. Sugar in alcohol is bad. The universe is kicking my ass for my transgression. Not to mention running into Marjona in the bathroom complete with a flask of tequila wasn't the smartest thing I've ever done either. Double Sheesh.

S.O.B.'s
St. Juste is the shit. She killed it last night and I know now for sure that Sony fucked up. She's gonna be a force to be reckoned with when her stars align. Let me also say that she's got the most beautiful smile in the world when she's on the phone, I remember making those calls once upon a time and I can only hope that my smile was as fantastic as hers. I can't wait to see what kind of foolishness we come up with next week. This is Juste's year... y'all keep your eyes peeled for that amazing woman. Quote of the night? "Hold on a minute while I put on my skully."

Martin Luther knocked it out of the park. He managed to run the gamut from r&b to funk then rock and back. He won my heart completely with his rendition of Nirvana's Heart Shaped Box. A pox on the broad in the bathroom that said he was performing too long. How dare you complain that good music is playing too long. You must have been born in a barn. Besides, any man that can be that sexy in a pleated skirt gets kudo's from me.

Then it was off to:
Flow
Or whatever it is named now, for some dancing and what have you. Qtip was doing his hosting/spinning thang. I don't know the name of the guy that was spinning with him but when he launched his Michael Jackson set I was in heaven although my feet weren't cooperating. 4 inch stilettos and Bacardi just don't mix. Ran into Voodoo Ray, Forrest, Beautiful Human *giggle* and a few other people. Ree was cutting a rug something serious with her girlfriends. All in all it was a grand old time until I thought I saw my ex-lover having a tongue war in the corner with some dame. It wasn't him, thank goodness, or it would not have been a good look. Still, the look on my face must have been hilarious if the phrase "holy shit, what's the matter, who did what!?" means anything. Missed Mani enough to textwish he were around to enjoy the music with me. Damn Vegas. Sinned and hit that guy because the couple in the corner made him run cross my mind. Added Vodka to the list of transgressions, danced with some dude who's name I can't recall for shit and finally got tired and left.

Stumbled to a cab after mumbling something incoherent to Forrest and losing muMs and Ree n 'em in the process. Got home, relieved myself of my trappings an fell asleep. Had one of those dreams and besides the fact that it starred that guy I'd rather forget, it was pretty damned good. Actually better than squishy since there's no morning breath to deal with. As a matter of fact so damned good, I think I'm gonna take a nap... ACCIO MORPHEUS!!

- sleep 'til later... be back

P.S. The slickest line I've heard to date? "I'll lick every inch of your body... twice." Leon's a hot fuckin mess ahahahhahaha
whew
and
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oh man
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*hiccup*
damn.