So I'm sitting here, just wondering about today's dealings. Waking up to a bed full of shit, literally. My dog had diarrhea... Had to give him a bath and whatnot, and my stomach started to explode too. I dealt with enough shit for today, literally. Just sitting here contemplating over what to do next, trying to speak, but no words come to mind. Considering slamming my face into oblivion from playing UN Squadron, Crying about how shitty Planetside 2 is while playing it, or...Playing Warframe and farming for materials I need for my new suit. I feel so goddamned hungry, and I've been eating too much fucking food. I swear, all we eat is fried chicken these days. I think they do this on purpose because I keep talking shit about black people and whatnot. I think I need to stay off Worldstarhiphop. That shit is poison. So far, theres nothing I really have to look forward to except getting a car in my own name, but...I want a fuckin caddy. But I can't have a caddy because gas prices too goddamned high. I found a '93 DeVille for 1200 dollars, burgandy interiors, all leather, cream white outside. I felt like a pimp just looking at pictures of the damn thing.

Currently jamming to Gang starr/ Wu Tang's Above The Clouds track. I feel that pure energy of creativity just pulsing and working its way throughout my being everytime I hear this song. I've seen how people just hear music, but they don't listen to it, become in-tune with the artist and the spirit behind it. When I-

Fuck this shit, I'm sad now.