Aliya S. King

What’s up with that? I added the Twitter widget to my sidebar. Thought it was kinda cool. But it never works? What’s up with that?

I don’t have any more Lactaid pills here in the office!

That means I can’t have any of Omar’s sweet and delicious coffee made with whole milk!

If I drink this coffee, there will be hell to pay. Trust me.

And I can’t go buy any Lactaid pills cause it’s Wednesday. And the parking is weird. And I had to park really far. And I’ll have to park even farther if I leave and come back.

If you’re a coffee head like me, you’ll know why I feel like crying right now.

How on earth will I be able to channel Frank Lucas without coffee? DAMMIT.

SOB!

This just came in my InBox.

Let’s keep in mind, Dear Readers, that Mr. Lucas’ upcoming book project is currently paying my bills. We will not make any judgment calls on his new business ventures. At least not out loud. And not in the comments. Or they will be deleted.

Don’t think Frank Lucas ain’t on the Internets. Cause he is.

A clothing line. Hmmm.

Time to get started on the day.

How I will do that and keep up with my Blog-o-rama?

We shall see.

Didn’t do my hair this morning. No time. Plus its supposed to rain so why bother. I’m way underdressed. It’s fricking cold outside and I’m wearing bare legs and fake Chanel ballet flats. Dumb.

And this hat doesn’t match.

I’ve realized that warm and fuzzy hats are like a security blanket for me. Even when I’m “dressed” I default to the warm and fuzzy hat to throw off my quest to look completely pulled together.

Hmmm.

You will  not be able to keep up with me. Life will overrule you. Tech will defeat you. You will have to live life in the real world while I dwell wholly in cyberspace.