ILL

i feel pretty sick today. i went to class, and found that i just
didn't
want
to be
there.

my roommate infected me with some horrifying disease that i can't describe. we aren't sure that they are independent form each other, though. so we are keeping our distance, lest the two viruses bond together in a voltron-esce manner. ewwwh.

so when i got back i played some video games and took a nap, in which i had a very vivid dream, which i cannot remember now. sorry, leefers, but try to imagine the most graphic images strewn together with rainbows. seriously, IMAGINE IT. DON'T FUCK WITH ME! DO IT!


--------------begin music elitism-----------------

in response to an article i read today,
R&B is not a real genre of music. seriously, it's not. Ne-Yo, stop complaining that nobody takes you seriously. it's not politics, it's your music, it's boring and is a continual rip-off of other genres. but put together in a much shittier way. i'll stand by this comment, try me.
also, M.I.A. sucks. yes, i have heard her other (non-paper planes) music. is it better than that clash-ripping-off piece of shit single? yes. is it good? no.

please, argue with me, because i know that i'm right (for once).
and don't say it's a matter of opinion. that's not an argument.

--------------end music elitism-----------------

i had to warn you people out there who might not be able to handle my wrath. it's not that i don't think you can handle it, actually, but i definitely don't deserve it. that's for sure.

i'm thinking of a present for one of my roommates (who hopefully doesn't read this blog) and i think i am going to get him something that is pabst related. but i can't say for sure what. ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
i miss anime.
seriously, that was a random thought, but all i can think about today is Being John Malkovich, anime, and Sonic Youth

they are plaguing my mind. i didn't link to any anime, because my official stance on the matter is that i have watched it but i don't "watch it." which is mostly true. if you wanna check out an anime, check out FLCL. dat shits dope. speaking of ebonics, i was proofreading a paper by a classmate in creatice writing I, and i wrote, "break up dis line, yo."

i didn't know that the young lady who wrote the poem was black. the poem was about jesus, and i thought she might be offended by my choice to use ebonics. so now there is a huge scratch-out on the paper. great. i'm sure i could have justified my use of ebonics, but i realized that i just didn't want to offend anyone. esspeacially since her poem got fucking torn to pieces in workshop. i mean, damn.


anyway, i am now going to do something. WHO KNOWS WHAT?

being beaf leefers,
-Jizzy T