Out With The Old & In With The New

I didn't realize its been so long since I last made a post on here.

Lets see whats been going on in my life........

Were STILL doing major work on our apartment. Were getting new floors and were looking at paint shades to choose for each room. Were doing mostly all the work ourselves because the landlord doesn't really want to pay for anything because Gypsy own her apartment.
The easiest way I can explain it to people is its basically like shes rent control so she pays like a monthly fee which is cheaper then what the rent should be for this apartment in this area and for the amount of room we have. (The whole 2nd floor).
So the landlord feels like she should pay for certain thing when legally she doesn't have to. So we have been paying for things ourselves and just taking it off the monthly fee.
Our new beds are coming tomorrow and I can't fucking WAIT! Were getting a queen bed for us and then a twin bed that were putting in the living room and setting up as a day bed / couch.
Our hallway was a filthy mess for 2 months and I finally just couldn't take it anymore so I cleaned it. 2days after cleaning it I come home to a hallway filled to the top with garbage and broken up shit, and old beds and old rugs. Gypsy went in the hallway to tell the fucking pig Mexicans that live upstairs to stop putting there shit there and throwing shit there. Gypsy was pointing at the Mexicans wife and the wife took Gypsy's finger and twisted it.
Gypsy then told the husband to tell her wife to keep her fucking hands to herself because next time she will rip her neck off.
I was in the ambulance with my friend Gremlin because his sugar was too low and he was having a attack. When I came back up and she told me what happened I was getting ready to leave for a block party that Lisa was having by her moms house in Brooklyn I opened the door to 2 cops standing there wanting to talk to Gypsy about the encounter with the Mexican wife.

Now the Mexican cunt told the cops that Gypsy said she would get her dog to attack her when you ALL know she would never do that seeing that we do animal rescue and that's just fucking INSANE!
Make a long story short the cops took the report and left. Why do we have such pigs in our building? Why do people feel comfortable living in such filth?
I don't know and I don't want to know I just don't want that shit in my house! Were trying to get everything new and everything redone so that its going to look really fucking good and make us feel good when we come home to a nice clean new apartment.

We took Harley, our ShitZu, to get spayed on Saturday. We took him to the ASPCA Mobile Van that comes around once a month. He got his 3 yearly shots, his nails trimmed, and spayed for 7 dollars! How fucking cool is that?! So there is NO REASON for people to not have spayed there dog or cat!
When he was done he was still a little groggy but other then that hes doing fine and healing well. Bandit must sense that something is up because hes not fucking with him like normal.

Other then all that going on with us it seems like the same old same old with everyone else that we come in contact with at my program.
Still grimy, still not working, still begging, still envious, and still talking shit!
Fuck em! Were doing us and were going to keep on doing us!

Thanks to everyone that sends me love on here as well as emails.

From The Hospital To Harlem

First off sorry to those who read me on the regular. I know I should be posting more
often it's just that sometimes I either don't know how to get what I want to say out,
or what I'm trying to say doesn't come out right at ALL. I'm sure other bloggers
have the same problem right guys?!!?

Here's the lowdown, we are re-doing the whole apartment and I mean everything.
Out with the old and in with the new. I got a job, yes a real one, and I'm actually working
on getting a second one. So why not get things we not only need but want if we can?
See thats one thing about me, I might love to get high but I know when to draw
the fucking line and make sure the bills are paid and things get done. 
Gypsy and I just went to SLEEPYS and got a queen bed, a Tempur-Pedic, that feels like HEAVEN! I cant wait till everything is ready and we get it. You KNOW were going to
brake that fucker in!

Seems like people at our program are jealous because Gypsy and myself work,
and spend money on things we need and want.
See here's the thing the people I speak of now are fucking lowlifes and swear that they
are either better then most or they have class when they simply don't.
Of course I like getting high, but I like to pay my bills first, then get something for Gypsy, and myself. Of course I have to stay fly and then get high. With them its whatever money they
get they go and spend it on drugs. Dope, Crack, Pills, fucking whatever. Then when that money
runs out they just go out and steal something else sell it and do the whole thing over again.
Or they will come over to me or Gypsy and ask to borrow money because they spent
everything and now they don't have money for dog food. I'm sorry but if you had 100
yesterday theres no reason for you not to have dog food for the fucking week,
let alone the next day. Correct?


My good friend Lisa is back in the hospital so me and my homeboy Gremlin have
been going to see her everyday and also last week Gypsy and I got her to adopt
a cat from us. 6 days after getting the cat she goes into the hospital.
So we have been going to Harlem to
check on him, his name is BUSTER, I will post some pix up of him at a later time.
hopefully she will be getting out of the hospital this Monday so I really hope she does because I know being in the hospital and being sick sucks fucking stank ass balls. 

So that's just whats been going on over here. I'm still alive and kicking and to the one who's really care you have my email and don't be shy. I check it everyday, many times a day on my phone.