I have way too many Canibus songs on my iTunes. Basically, I have a bunch of his albums that came out after his debut. I was 18, don’t hold it against me. There’s like 200 songs worth of space rap, and space rap is cool, but do I really need that many Canibus songs when I have just as many songs from Kool Keith? I believe it was Keith who said the following:

I’m the fucking king of space rap.

Enough said.

Good to know that the extra 30 bucks a month is going to something useful. Cheers.

I used to be an awkward teenager with no female friends.

That’s Annaliese. She’s going to turn me into a ladies man real soon.

I’ve been posting less. October had 22 posts, November had 11, and December has 6 so far. I think it’s got to do with me actually being busy at work. I try to stay away from the internet when I’m not working. I don’t find Al Gore’s invention as interesting as I did when I was 13. Remember 2 minute porno clips that took 15 minutes to load on 56k? It’s cool being able to download 200 megs worth of porn in just minutes, but really, where’s the thrill?

So this is what I’ve been up to recently..aside from the usual selling drugs to single mothers, shooting guns at police, and popping bottles with top 10 models and the Republican Party:

Guitar Hero/Rock Band – Most people workout, or play some sort of sport, and they feel it the next day. Not I. Have you ever tried to play Metallica’s “One” on the hard difficulty? Fucking ouch. My arms are killing me. I can’t imagine how Ali feels. He’s been playing drums. I can’t even imagine what expert is like.

Alcohol -  Yup.

2Girls1cup/All variations of -  I’ve seen all the different versions of this shit. 4girlsfingerpaint is the absolute worst. I showed them to my brother, and he was sick to his stomach for a few hours. Then I showed him that video of the dude taking a horses dick in his ass.

Politics – It’s almost time to vote and all that shit. I don’t know too much about the candidates except there’s a woman running, a ‘black’ guy, and the middle aged rich white dude (my favorite kind). I think I’m going to vote for whoever gets mentioned the most in rap songs. Obama is winning.

Well, that’s it. I just realized I never discussed Thanksgiving, or Christmas. I don’t want to. I’ll make some kind of year end-New Years Eve type of post. 2007’s been great.

“We started at four and a half like pre-schoolers, now we in the middle of O’s like hula-hoopers.”

You shouldn’t be rapping about that on a 17 year old girl’s song. Nice beat, though.

Update: I need that Yale letterman jacket.

I’m going to title my blog entries with the names of the newest southern rap songs because fifteen year old white girls use search engines too. My most viewed entry is “Don’t call me no mo..” People love their precious Project Pat it seems.

So, who is familiar with Extenze? I stumbled upon a month’s supply of Extenze, and I decided I would try it because I have nothing to lose, and something to gain! There’s very few side effects. One of them is acne. My skin isn’t the greatest, so I’m not worried about that. Hair loss is another side affect, but I shave my head. I’m not a pregnant woman either, so it looks like I’m 3 for 3. I’m on day five of this “experiment,” and I see no results yet. I ended up telling my friend’s girlfriend about this the other night when I was drunk. Apparently she was blushing! I didn’t notice, or I did, but I didn’t care. hahahaha. Can you believe 400,000 little boxes of this shit gets shipped out every month? Somebody, somewhere is making money off of dicks. Taken from the Extenze website:

How big will I really get?
Although we can’t say exactly how much larger you will get, we will guarantee that you will see an increase in size.

Word.

I showed up to work late today. They don’t seem to frown upon that over here. I have a shitty attitude regarding projects that I think are lame. They don’t frown upon that either. Win win? I should bitch about how much money I make. Maybe they’ll understand that I: need the freshest kicks, eat steak & lobster every day, and like to pay rent when it’s due.

A few things.

1.) My Dad. He’s convinced that I’m headed in the wrong direction, hanging out with the wrong crowd, and that I’m wasting my life. I don’t get it though. I have a job, I don’t do drugs, and my friends are all good people. If they weren’t, I wouldn’t surround myself with them. He’s not talking to me anymore. Big whoop, he’ll get over it. See, he’s not happy with me because I didn’t choose to be a doctor, lawyer, or some kind of chemist. He’s old school, and he only wants the best for me…as long as he approves. You know the deal. It pisses him off that I kinda deaded all that nonsense, and did what I wanted to do. I’m happy doing my thing, and if he doesn’t dig it…tough shit. I bend over for no one.

2.) My friend Ali and I are trying to come up with our own top ‘10 rap songs ever’ list. This is rather difficult because I have to leave out a lot of my personal favorites due to content, and impact and such. Our lists will most definitely be very different from one another’s. I’m looking forward to see what I can come up with. One song on my list is “Triumph” by Wu-Tang.

3.) Girlies, rub on your titties! Yeah, fuck it! I said it! Rub on your titties.

I don’t understand how this guy made everyone forget that he pissed on a 14 year old (supposedly) girl.

Stolen from: Byron Crawford 

Busta Rhymes away from the courtroom for the first time in 2007.

Stolen from: Spinemagazine.com