Couple things Chouchou des Grands Lacs does not do: Drugs. Unhealed Men. Gluey Girlfriends… Basically, any human-manufactured stress. As for my speaking in third person? Oh, c’est pas la modestie qui m’ étouffe… (It’s not modesty that suffocates me). Also, I must say – I work with the coolest chicks ever. We have the very peculiar skill of being able to comment on a world crisis, gossip about a colleague, and share boy drama – ALL under a minute.

Last night we celebrated an African brother who is in the process of launching a lounge, “Level 3” in Sweet Auburn Historic District. Home to MLK, this area was once a prominent black neighborhood. The district has since fallen victim to lack of investment, which in turn created homelessness and abandonment. So, I beg, patronize the business, let us rebuild the area, small small… Side note, Assigbe, you’re the man! You always bring us all together and we don’t say it enough, but we LOVE YOU. You are an inspiration to us all.
It was all fun and games until I saw my piled-up To-Do List this morning. Now, tell me why I look up and see this.

An almost cynical commentary over my life, a sort of “how do you suppose you can save the world when you have not saved your edges?” So… I will be checked out for the day, don’t call me unless the aliens attack.
XOXO
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