It's Winding Down!

“I’m that guy, tryna get my paper, baby

I’m that guy for everything

I’m that guy, tryna get my paper, baby

I’m that guy for everything (Yeah, ayy)”

Sucka Free – Tyler, The Creator

I’ve had those lyrics stuck in my head since Monday morning. I hope when you read them you imagined me singing them (out of tune) and dancing (with tons of flow) on the golf course. These weeks are going by faster and faster. This is summer post number eight! I go back to New York City in just about two weeks and four days. I made a quick list of things I would rather do than go back to school:

1. Eat the dead skin that came off of my blistered pinkie toe (it was fucking disgusting)

2. Shit in a public bathroom with no wipes, with white pants on

3. Read a book (one without pictures too)

4. Walk around in Washington Square Park with dog ears and a collar on, barking at people

5. Hang out with people and let them pick the plans (That’s a joke, come on!)

   
   

Yeah, I really don’t want to go back. I am so happy being home. I think leaving the city with such a bad taste in my mouth is making it even harder to go back. I was very fed up towards the end of my time at school. It’s like almonds. You like almonds until you have a bad one. Then you don’t want almonds again for a while. You end up missing almonds and go back at some point. Right now, I don’t want to eat the New York City almonds. I want these sweet golfing Cooperstown almonds. I don’t know how you feel about almonds or if that made sense. You can figure it out! Guys, you know I’ll be the first to raise my hand and admit that there are great things that I miss, but not everything is fucking sunshine and rainbows! I’m trying to disregard that shit right now! Let me bitch and complain! Maybe my time in Cooperstown is coming to an end sooner than I’d like, but it's time for a new segment I’ve been working on. Positivity Corner with Max Jones. I’m your host, Max Jones! It was another great week. I went to the city with Simon to see Tyler, The Creator. It was my first time seeing someone with floor seats. We moshed, we danced, and we had a blast! We stayed with André. It was great to see him and fill him in on some tea. I’ve been playing some really good golf lately. I feel like I am super close still. Ninety-nine percent and loading! I’m watching Tropic Thunder right now, which I haven’t watched since 15D (represent). I’m that guy, tryna get my paper, baby! I’m that guy for everything. The gym and golf course are closed until Monday. I’m not exactly sure what to do with my life for the next four days. It is really poor timing since I leave soon. It burns my soul seeing the course empty and being unable to play. I guess rest and healing isn’t a bad thing. My back and elbows hurt like never before. I’d love to hit a cold tub a couple of times, but we ain’t Hudson Yards kind of rich yet. I miss Violet. She’s on vacation and I’m glad she’s having fun, but respectfully, what am I supposed to do without my girl? I’m like a heroin addict without my really sweet beautiful heroin. I’m going to change that analogy to something other than heroin because it's a loser drug and I don’t think Violet would like getting compared to a drug. So, it’s like being addicted to ice cream and I’m without my Mr. Shakes medium vanilla cone flipped into a dish. No, I’m not saying she is a medium vanilla, that’s just what I order from an ice cream shop. That’s what makes me happy. God, I can’t win this! I’m just trying to say I love my girl and I miss her! You get the gist! I hope you find your way home. See you next week! Happy Wednesday!

P.S. 

I just wanted you to know that nothing's changed. I’m still that guy. 

"I’m that guy, tryna get my paper, baby

I’m that guy for everything

I’m that guy, tryna get my paper, baby

I’m that guy for everything (Yeah, ayy)"