Friday, September 26, 2003

someday i will grow a beard and this competition will be mine.

there's already christmas decorations hanging all over my work. supposedly "it's a joke", but i still think its wicked depressing. i mean, christmas is still like 30 months away or something.

El P is exactly the kind of rap music one wants to listen to at 7:52am. word.

i went to a party for work yesterday. there was free beer. that was cool.

then i went home and drank martinis. martinis are for rad dudes ... like me.

now i'm listening to In Flames. you can tell this band is comprized of a bunch of dudes who fit into 2 distinct categories: 1) music nerds 2) heshers. i bet at least one of these guys plays d&d too. its guaranteed.

it would be neat if i had more interesting stuff to write right here huh ... i dont.

I'm a sucker for corn rows and manicured toes (hey)
Fendi capri pants and Parasuco's (alright)
High saddity and city, with one or two throws
I'm droppin 'em outta high school straight into the pros
Who knows? I know!
And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows
And break it down low to the flo', and there you go
Now throw it on me slow
And everytime I Busta Rhyme, baby "Gimme Some Mo"
You say you like that, when I hit it from behind
And I'll be right back; yeah that's my very next line
I use it - time after time, when I'm speakin my mind
It's no matter if I'm shootin game to a pigeon or dime
I ask her, "Who dat is, talkin that shit about the 'tics?"
Somebody probably jealous cause they bitch got hit
But ain't nobody else droppin shit like this
Should we apologize? Nah fuck 'em, just leave 'em pissed, HEY!

my foot hurts, i must have the gout.