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Today I went with my husband to his friend’s house so he could finish recording his music and I could finish our laundry. (He is out of town and told us to come over and use the pool and whatever else we wanted) Ha ha yeah right! First off the washing machine doesn’t spin so everything came out soaking wet, then the dryer turns off ever ten minutes. What the hell. This is a dude who makes $350,+ a year and he can’t have a washer and dryer that works. On top of that he has no toilet paper, who has no toilet paper in their house? So I looked for paper towel, of course none of that either. Luckily I carry around lots of extra tissue. But come on if you invite people over for fuck sake have the essentials. I should have known though, he is a single male in Los Angeles. Who for some unkown reason "gets" lots of girls. What kind of gross girls would get on his gross STD infected penis?

On the other hand it is the first time I have heard Ez do his thing on the mic. He is actually pretty good, and not just because he is my husband. I am perpetually in awe of his words. I always tell him he is the smartest person I know even though he never went to college, it wasn’t his thing. I half think I went and got my Masters Degree because I want to be as knowledgeable as he is. It didn’t work. I tell him all the time he should be a writer because words come so easily to him whether its conversation or written. My whole life so far I’ve never felt I was meant to do something, but with all my heart I know he was born to write. I just wish he felt it as deeply as I do, I am afraid he is throwing it out the window because he is not doing anything with it. A good analogy to me and this is for you Ez. Imagine if Michael Jordan dabbled in basketball and thought I like and I think I’m okay but I don’t know what to do next so I’ll just stay at my job at UPS since its safe. I love you, JUST DO IT!