siiiiiiiiiiiiigh und babble

You know, Yer Mother loves her Lil' Wayne, Hov (even though he disappointed her last time and she's not picking up any different vibe this time) Dipset and so on...but Alicia Keys right now with No One is killing me. I love that song like a fat kid loves cake and caramel sauce dribbled all over Thomas's great big...what? who says I'm talking about myself?

that song makes me happy as shit, and have you seen her? oh my god, that is one hot looking woman. Plus, she *looks* like a woman, curves and stuff. I don't believe she's handy one little bit. Haters. Haters, that's all.

I'm working on my Jazz Age Clex. Gotta come up with a title for that thing...and a direction. So far, and this is the important thing, I've come up with the music to play whilst (that's right, i used whilst,and i'll use it again)typing. Once you've got the music down, the rest is....well, still like passing a kidney stone but at least there's a soundtrack to your suffering. Writing really is like giving birth. You suffer and sweat and scream and after, all you remember is the fun parts, except in giving birth of course there are no fun parts until they let you the fuck up so you can have a fucking cigarette and a god damn cup of coffee with caffeine in it, damn it...oh crap, was I talking about myself again?

I love the weekends. *goofygrin*