my heart's colder than sandwich meat
the best lyric to come outta g-unit since "u know i love ya like a fat kid love cake", anyways...yellow world! how ill is the new nas double?! i spent my last mentos...after i threw my glove at the listening post at virgin because of this: "this ain't fitty, this ain't jigga, this ain't diddy, this ain't pretty" in-freakin'-deed.
well, it's been exciting peoples. i almost broke my lease again to live beyond my means in a beautiful hardwood floor big space bach on 16th and Cambie...grrrr...but i have to be patient and work some more shit out before i move. getting a keyboard/drum kit is in the works though, to fuel my song-writing frenzy...yep. i gotta new one called "still", and it's pretty....ill! like matic, nasir, nas, son of god...
so, after a moment of weakness on wednesday after yoga (i always feel so open after) and getting a lil' excited after reading lesbian erotica and knitting, i broke down and called...kanye, i know i'm selfish..and got the ol' screen, so felt dumb, but better after talking to mizt about her moral dilemma. (which gave me a total boner while walking thru oakridge mall) cured it by going to double billed Dirty Shame and Napoleon Dynamite and convincing BillyBob to buy me fries and pies, quizzed the McDick's Pinoy employs about their talking garbage can/surveillance device and washed windshields of this guy's pickup truck whilst waiting for the bus.
thursday after causing a stir at the studio with my socks (u friendsters know the ones) i met up with Saab to lift my water and go overboard buying happy planet green juice. we hooked up with the xchange students for the last nite in the lada (did i spell that right?) and saw a repeat of "Shania" and some Bette Midler. at the Dufferin hotel and nursed shirley temples..giggled profusely as the dqueens kept making a point of how much the girl in the front row liked "big cock"...she didn't understand the ol' english, so she nodded along...hilarious! she figured out what it was when we moved along to Shower Power at the Odyssey, to this moment, I still have the image burned into my memory of that cat "tick tock"ing his large member in time to gwen stefani...we met up with Geri as we were leaving, and Dennis Rodman called me Britney Spears..sometimes, i hate how bitchy gay men can be, but they never fail to appreciate the chanel shades...especially Boyana....all4now, gotta go promote sweatiness at work.
