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"you can call me urban modern norman rockwell, i paint a picture of the spot well" -- brother ali
album report, for those that care --
new cunninlynguists -- dope
new blueprint -- weak
new brother ali -- really, really dope
so i went to indy yesterday. it was cool. i met the german exchange student my family is housing. and i went to the eyedea/brother ali/musab/rhymefest show. brother ali is quite the fucking performer. rhymefest was good also. musab was ehhh and eyedea kinda bored me. without abilities it just wasn't that tight. i think he needs to come up with something new too for the live shit. he was just bleh.
i ended up spending the night cuz it was mad late when the show was done. so i drove back thsi morning for classes and it may have been the longest day ever. i'm just feeling shitty. i'm really bored. something needs to fuckin pique my interests. i had a headache earlier and now i might be getting a cold. i swear if that shit happens i'll fuckin firebomb something. i thought i already had by winter to spring transition cold.
i got to see the episode of six feet under that i missed this weekend though. and i watched the shit in the main room. now i've never heard my roommates curse once (you know, they use the words "gosh" and "butt" alot) so i try to be at least somewhat reserved with that when i'm around them but the moment i start watching this, there is a whole lot of fucking cursing which i probably wouldn't have been concious of had i not been in the common area. then the gay couple on the show come on and start talkin about sex. not details or anything like that but they probably thought i was watchin some WIERD SHIT.
oh well, they're the fools that wrestle each other in the living room every other day and argue/flirt about who has to cook dinner.
LIF show tomorrow. you don't even need a ticket now. so get up off the couch, stop watching bullshit and eating your big mac or whopper or whatever. NEAL MARSHALL CENTER doors open at 7:30 PM
album report, for those that care --
new cunninlynguists -- dope
new blueprint -- weak
new brother ali -- really, really dope
so i went to indy yesterday. it was cool. i met the german exchange student my family is housing. and i went to the eyedea/brother ali/musab/rhymefest show. brother ali is quite the fucking performer. rhymefest was good also. musab was ehhh and eyedea kinda bored me. without abilities it just wasn't that tight. i think he needs to come up with something new too for the live shit. he was just bleh.
i ended up spending the night cuz it was mad late when the show was done. so i drove back thsi morning for classes and it may have been the longest day ever. i'm just feeling shitty. i'm really bored. something needs to fuckin pique my interests. i had a headache earlier and now i might be getting a cold. i swear if that shit happens i'll fuckin firebomb something. i thought i already had by winter to spring transition cold.
i got to see the episode of six feet under that i missed this weekend though. and i watched the shit in the main room. now i've never heard my roommates curse once (you know, they use the words "gosh" and "butt" alot) so i try to be at least somewhat reserved with that when i'm around them but the moment i start watching this, there is a whole lot of fucking cursing which i probably wouldn't have been concious of had i not been in the common area. then the gay couple on the show come on and start talkin about sex. not details or anything like that but they probably thought i was watchin some WIERD SHIT.
oh well, they're the fools that wrestle each other in the living room every other day and argue/flirt about who has to cook dinner.
LIF show tomorrow. you don't even need a ticket now. so get up off the couch, stop watching bullshit and eating your big mac or whopper or whatever. NEAL MARSHALL CENTER doors open at 7:30 PM