Power 106

ATL it’s ya boy yea matty ice got some brand new shit i need you to turn it up and let me know what you think (shoutout CG)

Alright alright alright (shoutout MM). Sitting here aint doing shit, thinking about the usual. Beer in hand, tired. ACDC. What’s next.

The day was alright, won’t bore with details. More loan sale stuff. We bought some billions in loans from a failed bank in FDIC auction and now figuring out what to do with them. Awful. Had a company “townhall” that was completely irrelevant. After work got dinner with a homie (shoutout RH). Good time, talked about girls. He got a weird taste in ’em tbh but to each their own. Got high, had a beer, had another, sitting here now on the final. Was hoping for a much more productive day but things got a little away from me. Tomorrow. Alarm at 6am (lol). Never gonna happen, it’s the thought that counts though. Actually fixed the alarm yesterday. This fucking guy on BlueHost keeps pinging me lol. AWOL dat boy; sorry Sandesh. In bed, site up in running in a way I’m happy with (grammatik macht frei and all but lemme be here). Blog #1 coming in slick as Diddy. Smooth sailing. Take me away. Type thoughts. Not sure how I feel about this. How do you spell anonymous (spell check). Back in 4th grade I was a killer speller. Spelling tests were my shit. Now we have spell check and autocorrect spelling is completely irrelevant. Mrs. Parr hope you know that shit was a waste of time, never liked you anyway.

Enough about dat lady. What to expect tomorrow? More of the same I suppose. Bullshit loan sale stuff. If we die in our sleep tonight the problem is solved…. or we could buy a .44 and give ’em all a surprise. (“Jimmy.” “Who is Kurt Cobain?” “No, I’m Sorry. That’s incorrect.” **beep beep beep** “Elton John was the correct answer there. Kurt Cobain used a 20-gauge. Jimmy it’s back to you.”) (shoutout KJ/AT)

Beer gone 11:49pm. Godspeed muthafuckas. TTYT xoxox