

So I'm supposed to be writing this essay about a John Henry Adams caricature of BTW and it's just not happening. But what is happening is my love for Angel Taylor is growing like no other. I put her music on thinking it would calm me and help me focus. But quite the contrary. See I find myself sitting her discecting every word she says. Her single "Chai Tea Latte" catches my attention in particular. The song is basically about #1 an interracial relationship (which if you've been reading u know is completely what I'm into now...white boys only.) and #2 it's about the fact that she's in love with with this guy who won't even ask her out (particulary on a date to get some Chai Tea Lattes...and she lives RIGHT down the street...ok I'm rambling...) but anyway. I know MANY of my ladies have been in this situation. You like the guy, he likes you, but still no date. WTF is up with that? I don't have time for that ish. Just a thought...back to Angel Taylor and this blank, but open Word Document.
...........morgan