I just realized I hadn’t been able to tell people what happened with the donations I was going to collect. Basically, I talked to my buddy after I got to Atlanta–a couple hours after I talked to you, Dame–and he said his people had all they needed. After that, I wound up jetting across the country and crashing out and impolitely forgetting to let people know what was going on. I apologize for not getting in touch with people sooner, and I really don’t have much of a good excuse.
This storm is really starting to mess with me. I don’t think I’ll understand how I really feel about Houston. Today confirms it.
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Hey, thanks for the update. I was going to send some things, but by the time we connected and my home internet was back up, I had packed everything in the trunk and forgot about it. My cash was a little low, but I had some things that weren’t going to make it through the move–like those size 17 dress shirts my husband refused to wear because they were way too big.
‘preciate the follow up.
It’s all good, I’ll take them to Hosea’s or somewhere similar in the morning..
all goin’ in the same pot.
Thanks again.
how was houston man?
I really respect mattsoreal’s hustle. I need to quit this cube and do a matt type thing.
hit this classic reception at the ritz last night.. remembered why I love atl. 30 potential wives, Thirty bo!
they were honoring Ryan Cameron, Jazzy Phizzle, Munson Steed (rolling out), and a visual artist..
sponsored by Remy 1738… YUMMY!
my friend is the mktg contact @ rolling out, have your ever submitted anything to them?
I was wondering about that too but knew you had been busy…