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wazup... wazup... wazupwitu...
sigh. memories. i know i was a kid an' all when that song dropped, but really was it that bad? i only heard it once or twice. i only saw the video once. i never could bring myself to buy an Eddie cd. mayhap i might have to break down, cuz i can't get the damned song out of my head.
yeah. it really was that bad. god i'm so biased when it comes to Mike. whatev.
Xscape's song What's Up is very hot, but it's getting no play at all. it's been out since March. meanwhile, RKelly's bullshit has been attacking me way too often. i am quite sick of the sickness. it's like an Eric Jerome Dickey novel to music. bad music. and again, i am forced to ask: what the fuck is wrong with my people?!
i am still in love with Omari's Touch. his control is so impressive in that video, and honestly... it gets better the more i watch. there's one part he does, where he's just having fun with it, and i flash back to BOTDF. i'm just thrilled, thrilled i tell you. i hesitate to get all enthusiastic, though, because i'm still a little bitter over Usher, but a girl can hope.
it's videos like Touch though, that make me wish i could still talk to Ayesha. cuz i know she'd get it. Barb likes it, but she doesn't SEE what's going on there. i'm pausing, pointing, rewinding, pointing, and still she's all *shrug*. that's frustrating as hell. it's like when i was trying to point out how Mike and Jan were doing the same choreography, but differently, but together, on Scream, and she got it, she just wasn't as friggin happy about it as she should have been.
watching You Got Served with her was heartbreaking. ha. but she does get Ciara & Aaliyah, so that's something.
where is Justin? i mean, really.
i didn't realize that i had so many Brian McKnight cds, but it turns out that i do. his last one doesn't suck, either. i wonder if this means i'm a fan? perish the thought.
i have discovered Craig Armstrong and decided that i am in love. yup. i can never decide if it's the piano or the guitar that moves me more. then drums do it, too.
i have a hankering to listen to Triumph. alas.
last night was nice. Mom has all kinds of resolve about this move. again, i'm still very blase about the whole thing. i just don't care anymore, which is counter productive, because there is a lot to do, not the least of which is to find a place, and quick. i will, i will, i will. eventually.
it's not fair, because i'm dropping the ball. making the contacts, finding the apartments, that's my job. that's what i do. then Barb worries about all the details of actually moving. i need to make myself focus. seriously. because time is running out. and yet... i still don't care.
Jason is very nice to me. his niceness almost made me cry last night. vulnerability sucks.
sigh. memories. i know i was a kid an' all when that song dropped, but really was it that bad? i only heard it once or twice. i only saw the video once. i never could bring myself to buy an Eddie cd. mayhap i might have to break down, cuz i can't get the damned song out of my head.
yeah. it really was that bad. god i'm so biased when it comes to Mike. whatev.
Xscape's song What's Up is very hot, but it's getting no play at all. it's been out since March. meanwhile, RKelly's bullshit has been attacking me way too often. i am quite sick of the sickness. it's like an Eric Jerome Dickey novel to music. bad music. and again, i am forced to ask: what the fuck is wrong with my people?!
i am still in love with Omari's Touch. his control is so impressive in that video, and honestly... it gets better the more i watch. there's one part he does, where he's just having fun with it, and i flash back to BOTDF. i'm just thrilled, thrilled i tell you. i hesitate to get all enthusiastic, though, because i'm still a little bitter over Usher, but a girl can hope.
it's videos like Touch though, that make me wish i could still talk to Ayesha. cuz i know she'd get it. Barb likes it, but she doesn't SEE what's going on there. i'm pausing, pointing, rewinding, pointing, and still she's all *shrug*. that's frustrating as hell. it's like when i was trying to point out how Mike and Jan were doing the same choreography, but differently, but together, on Scream, and she got it, she just wasn't as friggin happy about it as she should have been.
watching You Got Served with her was heartbreaking. ha. but she does get Ciara & Aaliyah, so that's something.
where is Justin? i mean, really.
i didn't realize that i had so many Brian McKnight cds, but it turns out that i do. his last one doesn't suck, either. i wonder if this means i'm a fan? perish the thought.
i have discovered Craig Armstrong and decided that i am in love. yup. i can never decide if it's the piano or the guitar that moves me more. then drums do it, too.
i have a hankering to listen to Triumph. alas.
last night was nice. Mom has all kinds of resolve about this move. again, i'm still very blase about the whole thing. i just don't care anymore, which is counter productive, because there is a lot to do, not the least of which is to find a place, and quick. i will, i will, i will. eventually.
it's not fair, because i'm dropping the ball. making the contacts, finding the apartments, that's my job. that's what i do. then Barb worries about all the details of actually moving. i need to make myself focus. seriously. because time is running out. and yet... i still don't care.
Jason is very nice to me. his niceness almost made me cry last night. vulnerability sucks.