it's been a long time. i shouldn'tve left you without a dope beat to step to.
i hope everyone got good presents and lots of love for christmas.
to continue with my recent endeavor of a hip-hop education of sorts, i asked for and received jay-z's "american gangster" as one of my christmas presents. i am reading the lyrics b/c my brother is watching mythbusters and i can't listen to it really, but i'm excited. for as much as people think i know about popular culture, i don't know a lot about jay-z. i know he's sexy. and i know he's incredibly talented with words, and has an incomparable swag. and i love his voice, it's so different. i didn't realize that i was really "trying" to educate myself until just a few moments ago. i mean, i didn't put it into those words. when i get a cd, i break it in unlike anyone else i've ever seen. i'm all about smells. nothing smells like a brand new cd, and the liner notes smell a little different from the disc, always. then i flip through the notes and look at the art work. to my surprise, in this case (ha), there are lyrics to all the songs, to which i said aloud to no one in particular, "yo, you got lyrics in here?!" but the way i always listen to cd's that are actual cd's in jewel cases with lyrics in the liner notes (and i'm not sure why but this is how i've always done it) is that i play the cd all the way through while reading along with the notes. and i mean like really study. like maybe harder than i ever studied in school. and along the way i repeat songs that i like, especially if it's because of the words. helen says that there are 2 kinds of listeners: people who listen for the beat and people who listen for the words. she says she is the former. i think i am both, but i would put myself at words, mostly. lately, i think i've been more about beats, but i think that is because my tastes have been expanding. and sometimes i don't have the lyrics when i listen. anyway, the point of all that paragraph is that, LISA BOWER, i'm thinking of you, i'm gonna learn about jay-z and maybe ask some questions, and hydrocodone makes me ramble.
i also got my very own copy of sextrology, finally, so i can give chelsea her's back, finally. i have already started to underline things.
OH. the other point i was going to make about jay-z is that he mentions pisces in the lyrics to "blue magic": "feds, they like wack / rappers, try as they may / couldn't get me on the hook / d.a. wanna indict me / cause fish scales in my vein / like a pisces / the pyrex pot rolled up my sleeve / turn one into two like a siamese..."
got asked out by a 19-year-old target employee yesterday while i was trying to pick out a refill for my glad plug-in scented oil (i recommend Lavender Fields [tm], delish). um, i guess i'm flattered? i know i was lookin' tore up as hell, though. don't make no damn sense.
while all my family was comatose from food and activity beside me and my dad, i popped in Tess, which i also got for xmas, and that was cool because i had studied it and i could explain it to him and show him themes and stuff, but then everyone woke up at got really annoyed because it is almost 3 hours long, and my grandma said, "is this a five-hour long movie or something?"
yeah. christmas rules.
everyone should go see happy-go-lucky. it will make you feel good about being yourself.
i am SO OVER 2008. UGH. NOPE. DONE. FINISHED. i'm not even angry, i just am ready for this year to be over and ready to start again, calendarily-speaking.
oh, and i also got my period today. the gift that keeps on giving.
to continue with my recent endeavor of a hip-hop education of sorts, i asked for and received jay-z's "american gangster" as one of my christmas presents. i am reading the lyrics b/c my brother is watching mythbusters and i can't listen to it really, but i'm excited. for as much as people think i know about popular culture, i don't know a lot about jay-z. i know he's sexy. and i know he's incredibly talented with words, and has an incomparable swag. and i love his voice, it's so different. i didn't realize that i was really "trying" to educate myself until just a few moments ago. i mean, i didn't put it into those words. when i get a cd, i break it in unlike anyone else i've ever seen. i'm all about smells. nothing smells like a brand new cd, and the liner notes smell a little different from the disc, always. then i flip through the notes and look at the art work. to my surprise, in this case (ha), there are lyrics to all the songs, to which i said aloud to no one in particular, "yo, you got lyrics in here?!" but the way i always listen to cd's that are actual cd's in jewel cases with lyrics in the liner notes (and i'm not sure why but this is how i've always done it) is that i play the cd all the way through while reading along with the notes. and i mean like really study. like maybe harder than i ever studied in school. and along the way i repeat songs that i like, especially if it's because of the words. helen says that there are 2 kinds of listeners: people who listen for the beat and people who listen for the words. she says she is the former. i think i am both, but i would put myself at words, mostly. lately, i think i've been more about beats, but i think that is because my tastes have been expanding. and sometimes i don't have the lyrics when i listen. anyway, the point of all that paragraph is that, LISA BOWER, i'm thinking of you, i'm gonna learn about jay-z and maybe ask some questions, and hydrocodone makes me ramble.
i also got my very own copy of sextrology, finally, so i can give chelsea her's back, finally. i have already started to underline things.
OH. the other point i was going to make about jay-z is that he mentions pisces in the lyrics to "blue magic": "feds, they like wack / rappers, try as they may / couldn't get me on the hook / d.a. wanna indict me / cause fish scales in my vein / like a pisces / the pyrex pot rolled up my sleeve / turn one into two like a siamese..."
got asked out by a 19-year-old target employee yesterday while i was trying to pick out a refill for my glad plug-in scented oil (i recommend Lavender Fields [tm], delish). um, i guess i'm flattered? i know i was lookin' tore up as hell, though. don't make no damn sense.
while all my family was comatose from food and activity beside me and my dad, i popped in Tess, which i also got for xmas, and that was cool because i had studied it and i could explain it to him and show him themes and stuff, but then everyone woke up at got really annoyed because it is almost 3 hours long, and my grandma said, "is this a five-hour long movie or something?"
yeah. christmas rules.
everyone should go see happy-go-lucky. it will make you feel good about being yourself.
i am SO OVER 2008. UGH. NOPE. DONE. FINISHED. i'm not even angry, i just am ready for this year to be over and ready to start again, calendarily-speaking.
oh, and i also got my period today. the gift that keeps on giving.