The Very Necessary Prince Moment

I'm being an asshole today. I'm gonna be inconsiderate, and obstinate in a very indirect way. I can't help it. I found my favorite Prince CD's (For You 1978, Purple Rain, etc) over the weekend. This means I must play them until my ears bleed, and all those who surround me and threaten my solitude. I already tormented the 91 fwy on the way to work again, and now, I shall torment the Herbs and Spices plant in which I reign supremely sexy. Anyone who walks into this laboratory to harass me is gonna be met head on with an insurmountable amount of Prince. AND I'm singin with the shit too. Thats right, feel my wrath. Rasberry Beret fo' life, sucka! I had a weird moment this weekend. Well first of all, let me say that Friday wasn't the best of nights for reasons I chose not to disclose here. So Sunday evening, I'm doing my laundry (blah) and I find one of ex-Baby's shirts. It kinda tripped me out because I coulda swore I gave all his stuff back as well as repo'd my own. But there it was. And I did something incredibly stupid. I put the damn shirt on and went to sleep. I took a damn nap in ex-Baby's shirt. It had a teeny bit of D&G left on it. Maybe I do miss him after all. That shit sucked. Anyways. There is nothing else to report. The other person I like isn't exactly obtainable, so I can't really consider that much. My lunch is less than good because I didn't get to cook my macaroni last night. Nooooo, niggas only wanted to make cookies all damn night. I gave up after our Gingerbread House was yellow-taped and condemned. Shit looked like a dilapidated hut or shack. I dont know what happened, we followed the damn directions. Me and Nisha was super pissed, although the little cousins thought it was great. But we're grown... we know the F'in difference between a damn house and a shack. Then here comes evil ass Junior, taking pictures of our disgusted asses looking at the shitty gingerbread shack. So I got mad and quit baking. But I couldn't make any real food because the Cookie Mafia had spoken. So I'm assed out for lunch today unless I order pizza. So I guess this is gonna be a typical day in the IK. Well let me go on and continue to sit on my ass. I ain't doin shit. I don't feel like it. I guess I'll work around like 2:30 or something. Maybe 12:00 if these folks dont come in here breathing my air and invading my personal space. Ugh. No mandate today, I'm not in the mood. Prince is calling me, so I gotta answer. Later. *leaves singing "I would die 4 u"*