You know as I write these, and realize that there MAY be an audience, I do slow down and think abit. This in and of itself is a real rarity for me. I try to chose my words and little more carefully, and think 'we'll why did I write that'? There seems to me to be always another question. Today was a really boring day for me, YES they do happen, even to me, OH the HUMANITY!!! I got to see and old friend, and listen to some very crappy karaoke. I don't understand why almost everyone has to fall into 2 very broad catogeries. One you think you belong on American Idol OR you drone on and on, and you have to sing more songs over and over like that. Are you living out the fantasy that you were chosen to be the next Elvis or Madonna? I mean hell then I should go ahead and live out my John Holmes, Peter North fantasy then. No time like the present. I swear I've seen and watched a woman tonight (again I am insanely bored or I wouldn't even be typing this) and she was at the point of "Gonna need some more audio on this channel, my earpiece it's no good, I CANNOT work under these conditions. She was acting to me like a DIVA" and yes I am guilty of juding, and yes if I didn't like it I could have left. I can tell you I won't be going back there again on a Saturday night, please for the love of God please don't let me/make me. I guess it's one of those things you have to experience.
And another thing, what is the strange alure power ANY rap song has over white women. Instantly they go into Girls Gone Wild. I mean don't get me wrong I love it, but just about every Country/State/City I've been to, it holds true well over 90% of the time. It just blows my mind. Thank you ladies! We love to see you get naked and have no rythem. It's awesome.
Writing CAN BE therauputic, I also need to get some professional help. Seriously
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