I'm Back Bitches!!!

Man, I tell you what, it is now time to devise the ultimate scheme to go on vacation. I had a good day yesterday, and from the look of my workload this morning, the Herbs and Spices Overlords are gonna make me pay for it. Ugh. I got so much done yesterday. Well, actually I went so broke yesterday. I'mma be broke until... well... tomorrow, but that ain't the point. I'm broke this morning, so my black ass ain't happy about that one bit. Damn 30,000 mile major servicing engine transmission shit. Four hours at the dealer. They sucked all the damn money outta my account without mercy. So seeing as how I'm bankrupt at this current moment, let cha girl hold 10 bucks. Or face Imperial Execution. I mean that shit. Gimme 10 bucks. I want some Quiznos chicken salad, soup and a sandwich and Burger King fries. And don't expect me to pay it back when I get paid tomorrow either, because I need to buy more shit for his apartment. So it'll go towards your IK residence tax. I've mandated it, y'all ass better make it so. So back to my day yesterday. I was robbed by Ford West, but it was slightly worth it. The Imperial Stang is running WAY better than it has been. I didn't even know it was in need of serious help until after I got that sucka back from the dealer. So I was speeding all over Los Angeles yesterday, and damn happy about it. No, I didn't get any tickets either for you Neighborhood Queen haters out there... real bitches don't get caught. After my duel with the dealer, I washed and detailed the Imperial Stang. Then I ate hella much at Quizno's (I figured I'm already broke so fuck it). Then I went to UB's game for his school. He was coaching, it was too damn cute. I sat in my mobile throne (damn them hard uncomfortable bleachers) with the momma's of the team. He spent most of the time mad... them lil heffa's he coaches are some little primadonna skanks. I don't know why they even want to play softball, they act like they shoulda been cheerleaders or something. Shit, I know where my spot is, sitting on the side looking good. Anyways, they were acting out, and so was the other team. It was like a spoiled brat match. Heffas was crying, throwing stuff, I felt like I was back in kindergarten or something. I was ready to grab someone's belt and start whoopin ass up in there. Man, it was hella awful. I have so much more respect for what he does, because not once did he nut up on them heffas. I watched him turn a few shades of red, but he didn't say anything too harsh to them. I'd have been all on they little whiny asses. Shit. That's why I'm an evil scientist and not a teacher. I swear I'd be in jail four times over. Bad ass whiny kids. I can't wait until football season starts, then I can see him work with the guys. I wonder if he's much different with them. He probably be cussin and all that. I'll get to see soon. Well after the game nothing much happened, so I ain't gonna discuss that. It's boring. So that's what I did yesterday. And now, I am back in hell. With more work than I can stand. I'mma be here all damn night. BOOO on the Herbs and Spices Dungeon of Hell (formerly known as the Super Sexy New Higher Paying Place of Employment). And if them gardening bastards blow dust on my car after they said they wouldn't... I'mma go the fuck off. Matter of fact, lemme go look crazy outside on the stairs and watch them. I'm out.