Thursday, March 5, 2009

The Softer Side of Josh

A lot of my posts are conceived, written, and posted in anger, but this one is not. Welcome to the softer side of Josh. I'd like to say a few things to some of the people in my life.

Adam: I always appreciate your shopping tips. I don't know where I would be today without my $400 baby blue reebok shoes made out of soft plastic. Also, thanks for signing me up for that Bloomingdales credit card so I could run up even more debt. I don't know what I would do without an iPod. My rap career will probably take off solely because of that iPod.

Rob: Thanks for convincing me to go to Vegas later this year. When times are tough and I need money, I can always count on you to convince me to empty my wallet on a weekend trip to Vegas. Or better yet to go clubbing on a Monday night and run up a bill of hundreds of dollars at black club and staying at a strip club until they close. If I had kids, they'd be starving, but at least I'd be having fun.

Aaron: Thanks for letting me sleep on egg foam on your living room floor for months right next to the fold out couch. I believe my great posture today is probably thanks to having slept flat on my back for so long with out any padding whatsoever. It was worth every penny of the rent.

Thrasher: You missed my birthday party, you asshole.

Emily: I really value your opinion and like it when you call me out on my BS. Especially when you do it in front of a bunch of hoes I don't know at dinner. It really shows me you care. I enjoy our nice long talks on the street corner in buckhead.

Monica: .... I'll always have you, Monica.

I joke around a lot. But in all reality, you are all good friends. I do enjoy Adam's fashion sense even if he is conning me into yet another credit card. I do enjoy the wild trips Rob plans even though he's a bastard for making me spend money! Aaron was a cool guy to hook me up with a place to stay in Atlanta. Thrasher is a cool guy even though he did miss my brithday party, asshole! Emily, you say it like it is and that's alright in my book. And Monica, I love you.

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