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friday, october 17, 2003
Weird Dreams and server is back up...
Let me just state that my server has been done the last couple of
days and I have so much to tell, but I will just keep my odd ponderings to myself and inform you all about this weird dream
I had.
First off, I rarely remember my dreams...I maybe remember key facts. The only dream at
the moment I recall remembering in full detail is the one I had about Keanu Reeves (and no it wasn't dirty, but I wouldn't
mind to much if it was). Anywho, last night was a weird night - I watched the Sox for about 15 minutes and during that
time the Yanks came back up to tie the game and since I didn't want to fall into Jen's cursed group, so I turned off the TV and said a silent prayer they would win...they didn't. I am upset, but I
don't live in Boston anymore so I will get over it quickly.
Now onto my dream...It was the a law dream. The Hip-Hip Nation vs. Eminem and True Hip-Hop Lovers vs.
Pretty Boy Rappers. It was wonderful...I was the lawyer representing "The Hip-Hop Nation" and "True Hip-Hop Lovers"
- Our case against Eminem was two-fold, we didn't deny that Em has skills, but would he be as famous and sell so many gosh
darn records if he wasn't an angry white boy who was good looking? The answer would be no he wouldn't sell as many records.
We all know this answer is true, so we were basically suing him to request that he educate the masses through donations and
education to all the little boys and girls out there calling him the father of Hip-Hop. This was an easy case to win.
Now, our second case against pretty-boy rappers was harder to prove, but we did it. Our
case was to point out that the prettier you were the more likely you are to sell more records to those screaming young women
(me included - I am shallow, I admit it)...Jay-Z should be diamond on at least three of his albums. He isn't...One could
say it's because he raps about the same thing each album: bling, women, cars and most importantly building an empire with
his money. Now this is true, but if he rocked a six-pack and ran around with his shirt off on top of having a mug that
made ladies ummm, we won't use the word - he would be diamond by now. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't mind waking up
to Jay everyday at all, but if he was a little prettier he would be diamond by now. Now this case was shaky and I know
we could be disprove by mentions of DMX, but it was my dream and this is my weblog so I can fill it with trash if I wanna.
But, my opinions about Em will stay the same...if he was some black kid running around stating
the same junk he wouldn't appeal to all the angry white boys in the suburbs and if he wasn't cute, most of the women who are
fans of this thinking about raping his mother, these same ladies would've never bought his album and.or showned him their
goodies at his concert.
tuesday, october 14, 2003
Things I realize about my life...
I make my life to damn hard. Life should be simple, things
either go the way you want or they don't and when they don't you either accept it or try to enhance it. Some things
in my life I should have accepted long time ago and some things I do accept as of now:
1. I am not perfect.
2. I will never be perfect.
3. I will never be close to perfect.
4. I am sick.
5. I might never be well.
6. If I never get well then those were the cards that were dealt for me.
7. Regardless if I get well or not, live each day to the fullest.
8. I have regretted one thing in my life don't regret another thing.
9. Lying is for punks.
10. The man who vacuums my office wears to much cologne - it smells nice but burns my
throat and eyes, this will never change.
11. Don't let others actions effect how you treat people.
12. Food is not the enemy, it is not a comfort, it is a necessity that should be enjoyed
but not abused.
13. Being by yourself is okay but not the optimal option.
14. I need to be more social.
15. I need to be less moody.
16. I need to read more.
17. No one else is perfect.
18. No one else is close to perfect.
19. No one else will ever be close to perfect.
20. Be the best person you can be.
Today's self-therapy session is now complete.
monday, october 13, 2003
Quote of the day...
Rarely in my normal day's time do I hear something worth repeating,
but today was an exception:
"Girl, you are not fat and your hair isn't that sassy with that pull-back ponytail!!!"
-- WV, in regards to viewing my crappy weblog for the first time.
Well, I am not in agreement with the first part of WV's
statement (I embrace my girth) but I do have sassy hair on most days -- just not today!
Comment Slackers...
Since folks felt the need to state I am a slacker for not posting
to my weblog with as much frequency as before...I will comment on how folks begged me to add the damn comment feature, but
haven't actually submitted any comments. Hence, I am taking the comment feature away until folks know how to follow-through
on their demands.
Slacker...
It was brought to my attention via my personal e-mail account that
I have been slacking on my weblog posts. This is true, but not an intended slack...I have been so busy with work that
I just didn't have the time. I get into work around 6 AM and leave around 8 PM. And throughout the day I think
of things that amuse me and would be appropriate to place on my weblog, but I don't have the time to actually log into my
server and upload the information. But, I will try and do better from now on. I will try.
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