so...my category database is fucked, or something. i dont know. but apparently, new entries are posting, and people can see them so...anyways, not much going on....i'm hella drunk, and i wish, more than anything else in the world that i was in austin, doing whatever i could to make sonia feel better. she's really sick, and its killing me that im in fucking waukegan illinois. but all i can do is be wasted and listen to "cannonball" by damien rice over and over again. i wish this was a few months ago. i could be with the people i should be with. there was no bad feelingness. just love. all the way around. and fun. and best friends. and i have officially made the switch from hyper drunk (i was just reenacting the kings-wolves game in my living room by myself) to weepy drunk. i told this to veni (keyur's ex) a few minutes ago, "dont let the typing fool you, i'm mad drunk". there are probably not that many typos in this entry, but i am pretty gone. with that pizzle denizens. I am out. peace and love brothers and sisters. keep it real, and show love.
"cry together,
lie together,
i swear to god i hope we fuckin' die together."
----Biggie Smalls
(the best MC that ever lived proves he can move beyond the narrative and throw true emotion into his street tales. his impassioned delivery and strained voice gives these lines their humanity. long live B.I.G.)