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Updated: Aug 9, 2022

Setting the scene: I’m writing this to 102.7, ADLT Hits. Sitting in the front seat, #Shotgun. I keep on looking at my arm, not really sure if I’m burned or just tan. It looks a little pink to be honest but maybe it’s the lighting. (Putting this out there; can you get burned through tinted windows??)


To all of my people out there reaching out with concern, even with my ass sunburn, sitting doesn’t hurt. Not sure why, cause she’s bright red. You live and you learn, I guess.


(Edit: This was a lie, she does hurt. I don’t know if I’m tripping or if it’s redder than this morning.)


Sunburn and all, this trip to Long Island was another for the books. Went to 7/11 twice in twenty four hours, all you need to know.


I’m trying to read Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire but the book is so heavy and thick that it’s discouraging me. Still made it 130 pages in.


Another thing on my mind, we’re on day 3 of separation from my arm and hammer toothpaste. Getting flashbacks to our separation last month (three weeks), I have to wait it out until Thursday night.


What’s getting me through it is the fact that I am #WellRested. Got 11 (eleven) hours of sleep last night. (How? Idk). Went to bed at 10:45. Was a real win.


Almost in Brooklyn, so signing off.

Updated: Aug 11, 2022

I’ve had a whirlwind of a day. First off, I spent 8 (Eight!) hours in Manhattan, which was rough on the stomach, as per usual.


1:PM The day was off to a good start, when I went to the MOMA Design Store and shit talked everything inside. It was very cleansing.


BAM! FLASH FORWARD. 6PM. Chopped cheese in hand, I am waiting in anticipation for the Hampton Jitney to arrive. Glimmering in the distance, I see her purple silhouette in the sunlight. Third in line to board, I get a double seat to myself. I connect to the on board wifi and plug in my phone.


JUST YOU WAIT. (Wait I did) The bus stayed put. I turn off the noise cancelling on my headphones only to hear the sweet sound of a lady yelling at the employees. #OurBusIsBroken!!


I try to read Harry Potter and soak in the AC, but I keep getting distracted… Life of a woman #Adulting. Before I know it, the next bus rolls up. I step on, and am hit with a waft of stank. No matter, I forage on and find a seat. (Aisle) (Not Solo). Down on my luck, I feel discouraged. #ThePlotTwisted. What was that? Like birds chirping in spring, I hear the driver saying that this bus trip will be refunded.


#GodBlessAmerica 🇺🇸🌾🦅🏈

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