House of IG

We've turned these four walls into a House of Truants. It's that alternative schol that they dump all the kids that cut class to much and smoke cigs in the hallway. We've been missing like the front teef of a meth addict. Missing like Whoopi Goldberg's eyebrows. Missing like Ashanti's career. What had happened was... mmhmmm, YUUUPP! That's what happened. But really, we just ALL got extra busy at the same time. Besides, I run fitty-eleven other blogs and I've neglected this IGnificent house. I will do better.

HOWEVER, I ain't the one to point elbows but SOMEIG *coughs* Kindred *coughs* has been SITTING on a post since LAST WEEK! LAST. WEEK. I gchatted that fool a post on the way to the airport and she STILL ain't added her half of it and posted it a week later. But I ain't the one to gossip, so you ain't heard that from me. Don't blame me, y'all. Blame that yella girl w/ the perpetual side-eye. Mmmhmmmmm

I'm just saying...


Luvvie