endedben

Cause when I bust my nut, Im raisin up off the cot
Dont get upset girl, thats just how it goes
I dont love you hoes, Im out the do

There was a time when upgraded computer operating systems were such an integral part of my life. A time when upgraded computer operating systems weren't named after jungle beasts, or caused me this much joy and contentment in the face of massive financial and emotional destruction.

Now is not that time. OS X Tigers has lifted me up from my tiny African village and brought me to Superman's Fortress of Solitude. Spotlight, sweet Spotlight. The dock is clear again. And I finally have my beloved iChat back with me once more. Like Excalibur at Arthur's side, everything is right with my world. If my world is my TiBook. And sometimes I think it is.


I'm like, Che Guevara with bling on, I'm complex


I burn. I burn with great questions. Some of the greatest questions of my life. And the most hounding on my tired mind is really a tough one.

Do I buy it? Well, of course I buy it. But do I venture out to Manhattan to get it? I do have some money on a Best Buy gift card, salvaged from The Great Christmas Money Splurge of January 2005. Or do I simply buy it online? Amazon is offering that, and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (Widescreen) for only $37.08. I mean, I don't know if that's a good deal, but who cares. I really can't afford to not take advantage of that possibily rip-off offer.




But of course, the true prize, the true glory, belongs in the purchase of this devil. Comes out next Tuesday. I shall be hanging from the Best Buy rafters for sure by then. Perhaps I'll see Kingdom of Heaven in town this weekend and pick up The Blues Brothers while I'm out. Have the other three DVDs maybe by this time next week...

And then... I shall be released.

I wish I was (Method) man enough to express myself to my boo (of which there ain't) in such tender, loving fashion:
I got a love jonz for your body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got a mind of your own
No need to shop around you got the good stuff at home
Even if I'm locked up North you in the world
Wrapped in three-fourths of cloth never showin your stuff off, boo


The girl who would legitimately heartwarmed while simultaneously being entertained by the reference and/or language would be the lady for me, regardless of my love jonz for her body and her skin tone.


ALL HAIL ORACLE, FATHER AND WITNESS UNTO THE DREAM SEEN TO REALITY!!I figured out that with the combo of tubberware, noodles, microwave, water, sauce and cheese, I can have a monsterous orgasm.