Lindsay Brown-Hair

Lindsay got brown hair again. I try puttin a dang picture up but dis computer I stole from dead Peter ain't workin right. Y'all they wheel him out just now. I kiss him on his forehead. He said his website he made me with sangin on it is done. He sent it to a friend of his to finish. He explain it to me, but then he start spittin up blood and his arem near fell off. I turn back around and putmy head under the covers. It was very traumatic. I suck on a candy and think Oprah thoughts. He were sweet.

Lil Kim be writin up in da slamma. "She's writing a lot of music in there," said Maricela Cuvlye, a prisoner who was released last week after serving six years. She spends lots of time in her cell by herself, just to write." You know she sayin "Y'all get my tiny butt out of dis dump and get me some Givenchy and Louis and MY HAIR BACK!!" (Props to Best Week Eva)

I had me a diet coke the other day and I bout got nauseated. Taste like peppers and acid. Ew nasty. I aint had one in years but since that nurse be all up in my grill (speakin of grill- LOVE THE NEW SONG!) about losin weight. She say I can lose weight if I stop drinkin soda with sugar in it. I told her she can save her arm by not talkin or I will twist it off for her. I swear- pencil in the foreheard, pencil in the forehead.

Ok, I got to go. A-Men is on. Below is some stuff I blogged about earlier. I bored up in dis mug so I did bunches and oodles of posts today. You is welcome.