NP: Jurass Finish First - Jurassic 5
"Hey, dis yo' mama. Where you at, somewhere rappin'? You needs to be somewhere goin' look for you a real job. Go get you a job somewhere 'n pay some bills 'n stuff. No rappin'. Rappin' rappin' rappin' rappin'. Dat's all you wan think about is rappin'. Go get you a job boy."
Yes, kids, today's the day. I'm laying down, selling out, sucking up to the man. Jumping back into the system I want to destroy, becoming a productive member of society. I'm going job-hunting and apartment-looking. I suppose it was bound to happen eventually, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. Not entirely sure where I'll look yet; probably Cinemark and the pizza joints unless something more promising emerges from the classifieds today. I have a bead on a good apartment complex. Decent upkeep, decent rent, close to a bus route, the sort of place I could live comfortably in. No roommate at this point, though.
I have a bit of interesting news for those of you privy to my experience with the Black Dog phenomenon: the psychology prof in Northampton (that's in England for our geography majors) wrote me back Saturday. Maybe I have a future in paranormal investigation and documentation, thus voiding my need for such mundane jobs as I'm sure to find today.
Maybe not.
"Hey, dis yo' mama. Where you at, somewhere rappin'? You needs to be somewhere goin' look for you a real job. Go get you a job somewhere 'n pay some bills 'n stuff. No rappin'. Rappin' rappin' rappin' rappin'. Dat's all you wan think about is rappin'. Go get you a job boy."
Yes, kids, today's the day. I'm laying down, selling out, sucking up to the man. Jumping back into the system I want to destroy, becoming a productive member of society. I'm going job-hunting and apartment-looking. I suppose it was bound to happen eventually, but that doesn't mean I have to like it. Not entirely sure where I'll look yet; probably Cinemark and the pizza joints unless something more promising emerges from the classifieds today. I have a bead on a good apartment complex. Decent upkeep, decent rent, close to a bus route, the sort of place I could live comfortably in. No roommate at this point, though.
I have a bit of interesting news for those of you privy to my experience with the Black Dog phenomenon: the psychology prof in Northampton (that's in England for our geography majors) wrote me back Saturday. Maybe I have a future in paranormal investigation and documentation, thus voiding my need for such mundane jobs as I'm sure to find today.
Maybe not.
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