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I swear, Venture Bros. cheers me up every time I'm down. Last night's episode had me in tears. Homicidal midgets mixed with grown men dressed in butterfly costumes always makes for legendary comedy. Not even to mention the "To Don't List" line. Had me DYING.

My bornday is coming up! Nigga, bet that. July 15, 1988 is the exact date. July 14, if you're going by Central Time Zones, or American for that matter. So I've been trying to brainstorm shit I want... not only to get myself, but for other people around the internal & extended family to pick up. I do need a new phone, but I figure I'll be getting that within the next 7 days or so. And trust me on this one, it WILL happen.

Nas' Untitled album drops on my birthday son! He picked the perfect day, and I mos DEF will be picking that joint up.

"Fried chicken, fly vixen....."

Still don't know what I want to do for the 15th, but who knows? I'll probably still be recovering from the drinking that'll be going on the Saturday prior. That'll be an interesting turn-out. I hope that Saturday is easy going, because I won't be up for bullshit. Especially since it's a wedding, in the middle of Hickville, TN. Shame.

So, talked with ma dukes. Seems a ZUNE is out of range. Which is ass, because that's the only thing I really want. A new 360 is def. out of the question. So I figure I'm going to propose FL8.

Man, hold up, I just went to their website.

Full package is 400 bones. Ugh, maybe I'll ask for a mic then. And I'll pick up the FL8 after I get this job. That shit may/WILL delay the mixtape, which also sucks. I have the thirst to record.

It's a SEXY 400 presidents though.

Was just looking at Pro Tools right now, and I can't even find a definitive price for that.

Guaranteed that shit is even more expensive. Anyway, I have GRAND ideas for the tape. Just need to get the equipment I need to get the project off the ground.

-sigh

It's whatever though, I suppose it's an eventual process.

Speaking of jobs, I have to harass the people I'm applying to tomorrow. And I have to schedule an appointment for the SIUE counselors tomorrow. Need to get my schedule set up so I know where my leeway time is throughout the week in the fall.

I keep going back & forth with the tape name. Either...

Then She Said Hello.
July's Very Own.

And the concepts I have for both are just so, so, so sick. I actually listened to the N.E.R.D album in it's entirety today, and I judged it before I actually listened to the tracks. The best joint on there in my eyes is the Sooner Or Later jawn. I'll be biting that on the tape, no disrespect. I'm leaning toward the latter name by the way, and may stick with it. Anyway, now I'm just rambling. But keep a look out, I'll be trying to keep people posted. I mean, if they read this blog.

Ahhhhhhh, ghawdam... I ran out of my Newports just a few minutes ago, and what I cooked is finally ready. So I'll go 'head and eat then get some new cancerous agents.

Get at me.