Wednesday, April 22, 2009

blah blah blah.

Today is going to be not so grand, I think.

Feeling that creeping sensation I get before an anxiety attack.

At 4:30 in the damn morning.

So I'm trying to chill and listen to music and relax.

Curren$y's "This Ain't No Mixtape" album is official. Buy it, like I did.

Online only release, AmalgamDigital has it as well as www.thisaintnomixtape.com

Both sites have his mixtapes for free if you wanna see if you like dude first. I doubt you'll dislike him.

I just made meatballs with a bunch of marinara sauce, garlic toast with cheese, and some penne pasta with parmesan.

Homemade meatballs are the shit, and making your own garlic toast is hard. First batch turned out retarded as hell.

Sidebar, I'm a beast ass cook. And I bet if your girl tried my random assortment of cheesecakes I can make, she'd leave your chump ass.

It's been an uneventful few weeks since I been on here.

Actually Kaira got sick. Started last Friday, she's almost better. Her mom told me she had a little fever when she brought her Friday morning.

Okay.

I put her back to sleep, she wakes up burning the hell up and crying. I picked her up, got her clothes off, let her suck a few pieces of ice trying to get the temp down. gave her some juice. Not working brah.

Took her temp, it was like 102.3. Time to call the doc.

Made a same day appointment. I swear if that bitch had told me to wait til Monday I would've found and killed her.

Get to the doc, my mom and grandma meet me there. They're wilin cuz Kaira's sick. I'm like chill..... seriously.

The nurse checks her out, Kaira's screaming and flailing and THEN... throws up. Ahhhhhh shit.

"Take her to the ER"

The nurses that helped us were bad as shit... all of them. Well minus 1. The first one was ILLLLLL, looked liek 20... long curly dark hair. Said Kaira was beautiful, then gave me that look like "you too daddy". Lordy.

Anyway her temp was 103.6. Long story short, she got blood work, urine tests, chests xrays, and almost got an IV. This lil nigga cried like 70% of the time we were there.

Fast forward to now, she's knocked out right here beside me making noises like shes dreaming about sucking the biggest milk engorged titty in history. Jah like happy.

Life is semi sweet. My baby's getting back to normal minus the intense diaper rash she has. Had to get medicated ass cream smh.

Nothing else to say really.

This weekend is gonna be oh-fficial.

I'm calmed a bit now.

Outti like 4 rings.

Later.

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