back in the mix

it's been months since i last posted but fuck it. i've been meaning to get back on my writing game so here goes:


it's 5:17 A.M. right now and my feet are tired as hell. spent tonight dancing in pigtails and high heels for hours at a lil bar/club in brooklyn. turns out this super nice guy Nick (aka Catchdubs) was djing at the spot. his set was ill. i knew so many lyrics to the shit he was playing... his set was a fusion of so many 90s jams i love. i probably sound like a cliche dumb chick "DJ PLAYED MY SONG" but the man played Pharcyde and won my heart over forever. shit was bonkers tonight. i ended up running into this dude i went to high school with in Boston who's interning now for Fader mag. his attitude was unimpressive. not feeling it. [man-diva behavior is only warranted if there's talent behind it.] regardless i had a ball dancing (as always) and my girl had dudes on her ass all over the place. overall a legit time. i had the ill super long subway ride home and ended up meeting some beautiful spanish chick w/ diesel arms who told me she used to bounce/do the door for the club i had been to tonight. She told me one night @ the club she punched the obese bouncer in the nose for touching her ass - after which he then preceeded to call the cops on her - and she got off handcuff free since she had warned him she would deck him in the nose if he grabbed her ass. haha. i love boss bitches.

after my journey home i came back, climbed in bed, checked email and signed onto ichat and ended up talking to a friend. i sent him my latest track i'm working on and then he tells me that he should be my man. i'm so confused w/ my man situation right now. i'm happy being single but it seems a ton of dudes i DON'T want are after me and none of the guys i DO want are. i've been trying to focus all of my sexual/romantic energy into my music since nobody seems to fit my ideal sidekick/boyfriend role.

meh. time will tell i suppose.