in fact id say im probably more ok than most with most things.
to the point where if i got mad, most people would say, yeah i could see where thatd piss him off.
saw a guy get poked in the eye Good last night at the gym.
that guy wasnt mad cuz errryone knew the other dude didnt mean it.
stuck my head into the xbi the other day and someone got shot in the arm
but the dude said my bad and all was well.
our time here is so limited.
i say we soak it all in.
and focus on the hot,
not the not.
not sure if she likes this tune as much as “drug buddy” but its a shout out to her.
and to regis, as we count down the last days he has on his show.
*tear
but it’s worth it to watch Snoop’s “secret ingredient”
not at all looking forward to the super bowl, btw
do you?
From her always passionate blog:
I am also not the greatest, purest, or downright kindest human being to exist
I am willing to admit that after all.
There is a philosophy meandering out there that lays claim that we
never grow out of high school and well I was home coming Queen
pretty, popular, and most likely a b[eeyoatch]
All of which truthfully I am today.
To be flawed, selfish, and full of feelings is to be human.
I am that. Just one human being on this planet trying to be
trying to meander herself through this crazy world
full of other peoples’ baggage and my own
that even I, blessed with the brilliant intuitative mind that
I have, cannot understand. However, if there is one aspect to this craziness
that I get is the tragedy of love.
Do you know that Danielle and I have known each other seven years now???
Damn time flies. That also means that Keeping it Real is almost seven years old.
Make a wish!
friday started with beer drinking
saturday i was served a delicious giant spicy fish
sunday i read the weirdest things in the bible. Song of Solomon 4:1-6
How beautiful you are, my darling.
How very beautiful!
Behind your veil,
your eyes are doves.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
streaming down Mount Gilead.Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep
coming up from washing,
each one having a twin,
and not one missing.Your lips are like a scarlet cord,
and your mouth is lovely.
Behind your veil,
your brow is like a slice of pomegranate.Your neck is like the tower of David,
constructed in layers.
A thousand bucklers are hung on it—
all of them shields of warriors.Your breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle, that feed among the lilies.Before the day breaks
and the shadows flee,
I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh
and the hill of frankincense.
cant wait to bust that one soon: baby your hair is like a flock of goats.
your teeth are like sheep.