No man's legacy can be outperformed, only out done.

Thursday night was a night like many last semester for me and 'the brethren'. It was a night of coffee house poetry, It was good to get up in front of people again. I haven't been able to since Bohemians Rhapsody closed down. Anyway, it was like most readings except that 'Kief' James showed up. That's right, the well known white gospel rapper ( Read more... )

There is no such thing as an attractive prostitute.

Fuck this shit!! It's been a week and no one has a point on the board. And suddenly some of my dawgs are beginning to hand out gay jokes to me like playing cards. I'm like hell no, this is getting major. And just five minutes ago my finger just got slit deep by a knife. This is just one of those shitty days. But I did get over my writers block ( Read more... )

Times are straight vicious ( Read more... )

It's funny how one can so quickly fall down the food chain.

It's hard to think how it would be ( Read more... )

The extended game ( Read more... )

A writer's block caused by the newly acquired cold ailment I picked up running on Friday. Bad move? Maybe, but KP racing must be feared this summer. I can look forward to another busy fucking Christmas holiday thanks to a confirmed Arizona trip. It is getting more and more confusing every year. Christmas time is no longer the celebration of ( Read more... )

I'm setting goals for myself right now, goals for next semester. Not academic goals, cause I just remembered those things aren't as important to me as I have recently made them out to be. I want to get back in touch with people, the people I've neglected to talk to for a few months. Mostly, I just want to get in touch with Sarah. It's funny, I ( Read more... )