All revved up for bright lights and steamy nights, writer Veronica Chandler chased her dreams to New York City.
When she hit a dead end, reality sent her back home to Jackson Hole, Wyoming.
We talked about getting new carpet or rearranging the room to cover up our 2 year old’s Sharpie rampage. “Let’s go with beer.” I said, already anticipating the skunky farmhouse ale and knowing that I’d just drink the bottle of champagne with a friend the next night.
“Or we could just put a frame over it and call it art.” I said as Gabe went into the kitchen and pulled out two bottles from the fridge. Regardless of what had happened earlier in the day, tonight we were celebrating. Which is weird because I’ve been writing this post in my head for over three years and now that it is finally time I’m getting all sweaty, nervous and way too excited to put words to a page.
30 hours Yeah, this type of shit you just ride out to 30 hours 30 hours I just be like, it was my idea to have an open relationship Now a nigga mad Now I'm 'bout to drive 90 miles like Matt Barnes to kill... This my version of a shout-out track 30 hours Let that mothafucka rock, let that, let that, yeah To my brother Yasiin, holding it down in Africa 30 hours To my family: thank you for holding me down The media be acting like 30 hours That's Gabe calling Yo Gabe I'm just doing a... 30 hours 30 hours [Produced by Mike Dean, Kanye West & Karriem Riggins] “30 Hours” finds Kanye reflecting back on a past relationship—likely with Sumeke Rainey—from the point of view of his present relationship with Kim.
Disrupting her plans comes an ultimatum from her guardians, weary of Victoria's hoydenish ways. A young lady, properly so called, should not require to have allowances made for her.Getting down and dirty with Veronica is supposed to give him a few memorable nights—not complicate his plans.We sunk into the couch letting the cushions hug us as we sorted through the day and set out to recover from it. I'm about to drive 90 90 miles like Matt Barnes just to whoop a nigga ass It was my idea and now a nigga (30 hours) Now a nigga mad, now a nigga, uh A stunna Whoop him after school just to show I got class Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh Duh-duh with you, yeah (30 hours) You know what I'm sayin'?It takes about 30 hours to drive from Chicago to Los Angeles.I could not to be happier that this is the book I’m writing.