the line begins to blur

as many of my lovely viewers know, i work out of coffee shops and my apartment. there happens to be a restaurant about 5 feet from the coffee shop i work at. i basically go back and forth between the restaurant and the coffee shop, drinking beer at the restaurant and water at the coffee shop.

i was just at the restaurant, sitting at their bar, manic as fuck, big smile on my face talking on aim and sending e-mails. the laptop dies. i get a opaque to go up, pour my beer in and say “ugh okay bbl” to the waitresses and take my beer into the coffee shop. now i’m sitting here finishing my beer complete ninja style…

next meeting is in 43 meetings…the 4th of the day, gotta keep hustling, keep flowing

it ain’t over for me.

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