Baby Phat

I must say, that Myspace blog shit has one up on this blogspot jank. You can type in what music you are listening to, and as long as it isn't too stupid, the cover will show up in your blog like you are real pro and shit. I'm sure there's some ultra nerd HTML coding you can do to make that shit fly up on Blogspot, but I'm not into that. I just like looking at CD covers of CD's I stole from the internet. It gives me a closer relationship to my stolen music.

I really have to curb my use of 'and shit'.

not mine

this was deiugned by Nick Ace. I'm jus thosting it for him and didn't feel liek going through Photobucket. Sorry fans!

Marry a tiger or dog early, but never a RAT

So I decided to start this junk back up for the time being because of my heavy lurker fanbase. It will give me something to fuck off on while I'm supposed to actually be working on writing projects I commited to months ago.

There is nothing new in my life. I am still boring. I ate Salmon today at Ichiban (which is a restuarant). For those of you who know me, that's very weird because I hate fish, unless it's a monster of the sea like an octopus. Those are cool to eat because they are out to get you, so when you eat an octopus it's kind of like you're Beowulf and the octopus is Grendel and it gives you a great feeling like you've accomplished something only the bravest of the brave are capable of.

It (The Salmon, Octopus tastes gross) actually tasted kind of good. I think they tried to doll it up as some sort of secret japanese salmon dish, but it was really just breaded salmon in hot sauce. Oh, they were giving away free huge plates of the shit as appetizers for some reason. My stomach has been so fucked up recently that I can hardly keep down salad anymore, so I'm sure something that hasn't been in my system since i was like 7 years old will do it well. I'm all like FUCK YOU STOMACH! TAKE IT BITCH! I can't wait until i wake up at 3am tonight from the pain inside my stomach. I will probably die because I'm stubborn and stubborn people always die because they are too stubborn to get up and walk it off. If I never see you again, I miss you. I mean it.

cut and pasted from the other secret blog you don't even know about yet because i am living in the year 3012 and you ain't shit.

Crazy Visual

So today while walking down the street, I saw something that would have made me flip the fuck out if i was on acid. I was on my cell phone chillin out maxin, relaxin, all coolin' then I hung up. I was looking in my bag trying to find my headphones, and then I look up. About fifteen feet in front of me is this asian toddler in one of those cheap ass $5 plastic baby carriages that most people just use for cabbage patch kids and shit. The first weird thing was that he was in the middle of the sidewalk, completely unsupervised. The second weird thing was that he was looking me dead in the eye the whole time I walked toward him. The final weird thing was that he was wearing a custom made raincoat made out of yellow semi-transparent plastic grocery store bags. Complete with a bag hood that had a hole for his face to peak out of. It was like my very own Shining when the little boy is riding down the hallway on his big wheel and turns the corner to the one hall and sees the twins. I was totally waiting for blood to start flowing downthe otherside of the street. That shit was serious.