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Friday, May 14, 2010

Pimping my crib 2

It’s been a week already, Gbenga was unable to come to my crib this weekend as planned to check out my house and know what to do about it. I called him and he was still in redeemed camp (dang!) I forgot it’s the first Friday of the month. I just hope he comes back on time.

Am back to my normal life, only thing now is it wasn’t normal again. I forgot to update you, I had been to one world and gone to price practically everything. You know when you suddenly realise you want so many things, even as you realise those you already possess suddenly need to be changed or upgraded as the case may be. I wanted the plasma TV (mos def); I wanted the water dispenser cause I want to upgrade from drinking pure water. I want to upgrade my gas cooker, I mean; I saw the price tag and it’s cheaper than I thought it would be (DANG!).



The truth is if you are not familiar with my cooker, you could be singed and left with no eye brow just by lighting it alone. I need a new home theatre, a 1.5 horse power split unit air conditioner won’t be a bad idea too; I know I want this washing machine. Am just so lazy when it comes to washing; and that’s despite the drycleaner taking care of my office shirts and suits. The list goes on and on….its endless.

I made a mental calculation of what it was all going to cost me to have the kind of simple and comfortable crib I wanted….Pshew!…. I could feel tiny beads of sweat break out on my fore head despite the air condition in the place. I was looking at half a million; and for the up millionth time wished my father had been a really corrupt man and saved us this hardship, why couldn’t he embezzle like all this politicians, at least Kwam1 will repair it on the dance floor. And as always I discarded the idea as useless…it was my other mind at work again. Or maybe I’ll discover some money on the floor (I unconsciously looked around my feet). But realized to discover the kind of money I needed was impossible. Or maybe I could learn how to do yahoo. But being able to raise my head in public knowing I used my brain to make my money is the euphoria I needed to boost my manhood. It’s just a matter of principle. (Dang! what am I to do?)

“You know, you are really just bothering your miserable head, you just forget all this and keep living, take a day at a time…honest. Who knows, twill work out….well,….kind of” I had a mental picture of this pessimistic very black guy with his skinny legs in red pointed boots, spotting a pointed goatee in my mind; sitting on a fence cross legged and munching on whatever it is he’s munching on.

“Dumb ass”...I mumbled under my breath.

“I beg your pardon,’ the lady showing me around enquired as she looked at me curiously, she was sure I spoke to her. I didn’t realise I had spoken aloud.

“Noting really’ I said with an half smile lost in thought.

‘Tu tu, Bad language’ he said.

I could sense him arms akimbo looking at me with a silly grin on his head. He was wearing that silly hat now. Pshew!

My optimistic mind mentally told me to ignore him; I was still being carried along; albeit a bit slower in the euphoria of the occasion.

I got home before I realized I hadn’t branched at prince supermarket again. My mind was still filled up with what to do with my crib.

I was still musing over how to increase my income drastically without going illegitimate, I was sitting in my room hoping I could get a sudden idea I could sell. My mind was churning out a lot of perfect ideas. Only problem is… they were junk! My bb buzzed again. It was a friend asking what I was doing this weekend. It’s coded bar crew and we were supposed to hang out. Can’t iya olu provide a new respite? I suggested. He sent me like 8 rapid question marks then “are you for real?’ I shrugged my shoulder as I dropped my phone back on the bed after sending him a ‘talk to you later’ message. They can’t understand. My crib is now paramount.

Then suddenly, I got hit with a brand new idea, .I ran over all possible lope holes in my mind, I saw like 8 in the first 5 minutes. Dang! Junk again. But oh well, I shrugged my shoulder again as I methodically wrote it down in my book of ideas and inventions. I’ll work on it at some other time and try to solve the problems. I just knew it was a matter of time. I will become a household name and make lots of money from it.

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