Sorry I haven't blogged in awhile but The Nokes has been very busy. Not having a personal shopper turned out to be more difficult than I thought. Now, let me make one thing clear. It's not that I can't go through my life without a personal shopper. Not only can I handle my own life but I could also take on all of your plebeian tasks and still have time be fitted for a custom leather t-shirt.
So the problem is that after I fired my personal shopper I began wondering about how she was going to pay her bills, take care of her parents, buy food, and most importantly how she'd pay for her T-Mobile cell phone bill. My good friend Charles Barkley tried to tell me that I was feeling something called "guilt." I calmly yelled at him that I only feel one emotion that has been dubbed, "Nokes" and that I obviously couldn't be feeling this guilt thing he was yammering about. My doctor claims that the lack of emotion has to do with sleep deprivation. He's lucky I didn't revoke his license right there. Anywho, if Nokes is one thing Nokes is a problem solver. So I've hired a new personal assistant, C3PO. He cost like 275,000 Imperial Credits but money is no object for the Nokes. My new assistant C3PO will be starting next week after he flies in from Tatooine. I guess he was made in China or something. He's a robot that doesn't need to sleep, eat, or be cared for. I think we're going to get along famously.
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