T-Minus 48 Hours

I'm kind of nervous that the li'l light-skinned midget may not even remember my face when he comes back on Tuesday. His arrival is 2 days away and as little emotion as I like to exude - dude, i am LIKE, soooooo stoked - to see this dude. I guess I did miss him. I really do hope he still recognizes my face or voice. And I will not be surprised whatsoever, if he is 3 feet tall with a deep voice talking in complete sentences. My fam is thorough like that. That ending scene from The Color Purple keeps flashing in my head. Hopefully, he says more than dude did.

In other news, I don't think I'm going to make it to the Lizard Lounge tonight. I haven't really written anything new in a minute (slang for long time). I realized that as much fun and free time that I've had the last 2 months, I cold have been a bit more prudent and productive with my extracurricular activities. I cannot even find my PMP study guide and my bedroom is in shambles. I need to just go play some ball and come back to the crib and do some work to prepare for the coming week.