my morning can be explained through like a boss' fbook post:
Stalin is back for another appearance today. Day starts like this: 8:32 am “Is Queshia out today?” Me: “no.” Stalin: “Well, it’s after 8:30 am” Me: “OK (stare blankly back)” Stalin: “This is becoming the norm” Me: “(very irritatedly)No.. she has be...en here on time” Stalin:"First was Mon or was it Tues.” At this point I just stare blankly back.. No expression,no words. Jackass. Go do something constructive...
...and scene! with this we dubbed it "whatever wednesday"...gave it a hashtag & tried to make it trendy (pun) on twitter, but itnever caught on... oh well, there's always next week!
in other news, smoe found a spot in west harlem he liked (and fit the budget) so yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah 4 him :) sucks his departure is getting closer, but he'll be back- he'll visit dc more than i visit up there actually. not me making selfish demands, but to visit his fam & friends too.