Today I decided I’m going to open up an etsy to sell clothes my self instead of just reselling to consignment stores. Half the stuff they pass on is pure gold. Buffalo is just too lame to be able to sell it. I went thrifting and spent $100 on women’s clothes. I’ve committed. Starting a new project is really exciting me.
There’s certain accidents where you may be drunk and on drugs, but it’s gonna happen anyway whether you are or you’re not.
Somebody’s Watching Me - Rockwell ft. Michael Jackson (Somebody’s Watching Me,1984)
So I finally got my walkman into my car with moms shoebox of cassettes. Threw on DJ Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince - He’s the DJ, I’m The Rapper, and HOOOOOLY shit. It was kinda mind blowing. The quality of the audio, the fact that I couldn’t just skip a song, realizing that both the walkman and tape were older than I am. The thing I’m most excited about is listening to all these mixes my mom has. I’m sure I’m not going to know half of these 80’s songs and it’s really exciting. I also picked up a double cassette deck from goodwill so I can hook up my ipod and record mixes!!
practice makes perfect
I should probably get up to eat or something but
this bed is so comfortable I’d rather not