Suds

I just went to the laundromat. (That's how we spell it.) I haven't had clean clothes in close to a month. Now I've got handfuls and handfuls of underwear. I washed your sweater Kate. Don't hate me. I worked on my senior thesis with reggaeton and spanish soap operas in the background; that is punishment enough. Two hours there because the dryer didn't work and it took me an entire hour to figure that out. I listened to Hot 97 on the car ride home and there was some rap song that I hadn't heard come on. I couldn't believe it was a real song. Here is one of the verses.

for free suites Id give Paris Hilton all-nighters
in about 3 years, holla at me Miley Cyrus
I dont discriminate, no not at all
kit kat a midget if that ass soft I break her off
I exchange V cards with the retards
and get behind the Christian like DR cuz he are
Mack Mizzo

I'm not kidding. It's been a long night. I'm about to go to sleep. There will be hungry mouths to feed tomorrow morning at the soup kitchen, and I'd like to look my best.