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♥Me, Myself, + Music Monday: The 08/07/2017 Edition, also known as: The Books > Dead Love Edition: Part Two♥

Published August 8, 2017 by swanielwolfambrosia2010

Talk is Cheap, Motherfucker!  -DMX, Ruff Ryders’ Anthem

Siblings of the International Social Scene:

I had to change up my Tumblr sharing for WordPress just then. Now that the shit’s all taken care of, let’s continue the theme of today’s post with Part Deux, yes?

I had to get to the clinic to pick up my money, then went to the bank, deposited the money, and, all of a sudden, the transaction is delayed until tomorrow.  [*pterodactyl screech*, *growls*].  Why doth thou hurteth me so, bank?  *sigh*

DMX is on repeat for the whole writing of this blog post.  Yes, I’m talking of the Ruff Ryders’ Anthem from ’98.  Most of my friends are busy with jobs, and I’m running around like a fucking headless chicken, doing chores and errands.  I need to save for school so I can go the fuck back, shit!  I don’t care if it takes me half a year, I need to save money for that because what did people think I brought 200 sheets of paper and binders for?  Hoarding?  No.  School?  Yes, + I intend to go back and Cinderella Man the shit out of Math and American Social Studies (Prehistoric-1492).  Once my financial aid is out of suspension, I’m never making that social media mistake again!  I mean, the library is serious business on weekdays and fun on breaks + weekends, so that will get me in the up high….that is, if I can get myself to leave the laptop at home.  It’s either that or distract myself with DMX all day with headphones on in school [as in community college].  Other than that, I’ll be in good standing with ’em once I get to passing classes again.  This time, it’s for keeps, and I mean it, so it’d mean a lot to pass 2 classes in order to get financial aid again and mean business.

I better finish part two of this blog post with:

  1. I had talked to James, my boyfriend, last night, via Messenger. It was amazing.
  2.        I had to wait until Mom and Pops came home late to have me some sleep, after playing Super Monkey Ball DX on PS2….naked, and
  3.        I’m extremely sorry, and I love you guys.

♥AshRo♥

♥ Me, Myself, + Music Monday: The 08/07/2017 Edition, also known as: The Books > Dead Love Edition: Part One♥

Published August 7, 2017 by swanielwolfambrosia2010

Siblings of the International Social Scene:

The reason there is no quote to start the post I’m writing right now is because, well, to be frank, separations and divorce give me depression, along with the Clownministration we have for news, depression causes me stress, and, worst of all, stress makes me sick and in physical excruciating pain.  Therefore, in short, sad news makes me sick, just like stupid-ass people.  Other than that, let’s get to books, which make me happier in these times of depression-induced news, shall we?  Yes, okay!  Let’s go!

Saturday, I was given $15.  I snuck out the apt complex with my stylish bag I recieved from someone kind while I recycled cans for loose change last month.  I went to the half-off book sale at the rear of the local library, and bought 24 items (21 books, 3 DVD sets) for $14.  Then I went to the main compartment of the library and bought 2 more James Patterson Women’s Murder Club novels for the last dollar I had, which total 26 items for $15.  I went home a happy motherfucker.  One of them was the long -coveted copy of The Stand:  The Complete & Uncut Edition by Stephen King with the crow on the very front cover.  Twenty-five motherfucking cents, in very good condition!  Mission ‘complished, motherfuckers!  [Excuse my language, please, because the excitement got the better of my brain here.]

Anyone ever get the annoying feeling when you press the email instead of the delete button by accident?  I do, and it sucks.

I’m playing Soul Survivor by Jeezy + Akon from Jeezy’s album, Let’s Get It: Thug Motivation, as I’m writing and updating this blog.   (Yes, it is on repeat.)  Can you believe that I’m 4 blog posts away from 100?!

Okay, I tried to find the photo that I shared as a Facebook story and a post on there, and it looks like I have to download it into my OneDrive.  Damn it.  I’ll do that later once I get well rested or something.  More coffee it’ll be later on, right after I get myself ready for my money to pay bills.

I need to get my wheel-free Heelys on my feet and pack lightly in an hour and 7 minutes, and editing this on the go is a huge distraction, so at-home editing will have to do.  If there is a part two to this blog post, that means I’m 3 posts away from 100 written posts.  I want to make a celebratory playlist on Spotify for that day, so stay tuned for that, why don’t you?  Word to the wise:  Take control of your surroundings.  That way nobody gets so irritated enough to kick me in the teeth over one-track mind BS.

Before I sign off, there is a piece of sad news from Goodreads:  Starting two weeks from now, the reading site will no longer send QOTD emails, so the Quotes department will have to do from that, so if you see a QOTD from the Goodreads website, that’s why.  I’m going to have to start my reading video series over, since people can’t seem to understand the fact that, once I start recording a reading video, peace + quiet are required, and, unfortunately, doing it at night won’t even cut it now, so I don’t know when a new batch of reading videos will show up….yet.  But, when I do, I’ll let you know on Tumblr what the rules are on recording my video series, if I still have time to spare for tonight before my bedtime at 9 pm.  Good grief, when will anyone give me the time I deserve, when I’m dead of thinking that I’m old?  I neither want nor need to think old at all, yo.  It’s just not worth it.

To Be Continued…

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