Quick: Who sings the song from which the title is taken?
Friday before work I took a shower with a spider. Actually, it's just because this little spider was hanging out by the shower head, and spiders don't really bother me as long as they're not in my bedroom. Besides, the bugs are bad this year, and if this little guy will keep the scary guys away, I'm OK with that. I am a little weirded out that a thing with so many eyes has seen me naked.
I've started watching the first season of 24. I think I've been near cardiac arrest at least seven times already.
I spent my Saturday chillin' with Jessie, her sister Claire, and her no-longer-three-year-old brother Cliff. And I felt OLD. Yes, the capital letters are necessary.
Jessie and I saw Batman Begins, which was awesome, and not just because Christian Bale looks really good in black, although that did help.
Newsflash: I might go to Hawaii over Fall Break to chill with Jessie in a beach setting. Don't worry - I've already inquired, and there are no volcanoes on her island. I can travel in peace without fear of being brought to a painful death via liquid molten rock. Ouch!
Friday at work, as usual, some chicks asked for Greg's number at the drive-thru. This is getting ridiculous. He gets digits every time he works - it's truly impressive. Friday, he was SICK! I don't get digits when I'm well.
Nota Bene: I do have Greg's number, so if you want it, it's much classier to ask me than to go through the Starbucks drive through and say, "We were just here and we wanted to get Greg's number." The greatest thing: The chicks are always barely legal at best. Ha!
My mom let me drive her car today - woot! Air conditioner for all to enjoy!
Cox's cat died, so if you know him and you haven't already offered your condolences, what are you waiting for, you insensitive bastard? The title of his current post is so great that I've decided to pick Everlast's "The Ends" for my song of the day. Who says only people named Cox can have blowjob references?
Everything must change.
Ends, some people will rob their mother
For the ends, rats snitch on one another
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered
For the ends, so before we go any further
I want my ends
I knew this cat named Darrell, he didn't have a dollar
He was Harvard material, Ivy League scholar
Had a Ph.D., had an M.B.A.
But now he's waiting tables cause there's rent to pay
Companies downsizing, inflation's rising
Can't find a job, he's feeling kind of stressed
Doesn't even feel the effects when he says
Forgot to count how many times he been blessed
So he falls off track, starts smoking the crack
And once it hits his brain, it starts to chain react
He sells the shirt off his back, shoes off his feet
He's losing all his teeth, now he's out in the street
And all of sudden he's like Jesse James
Trying to stick up kids for their watches and chains
But he's from business school, and he's nervous with the tool
So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool
For the ends...etc.
I knew this chick named Sally, she had a nice strut
And everywhere that I went, she was up in the cut
Swinging that butt, like race you out here
Only rapped the benz, and rocked the fly gear
Brand name wearing, champagne waving
Jewels around the neck, a life style she's craving
Ain't no saving, she's doing enough spending
If you do the lending, she'll do the bending
Straight machine vending, it's money for take
Shopping sprees get her on her knees
And if you hit her with keys to your crib, you acting funny
Come home one day, find her counting out your money
From the Wetlands, all the way to the Apollo
If you're broke she's spittin, and if you're rich she might swallow
For the ends...etc.
I knew these two homeboys, that made a lot of noise
Making money on the block, kids was on they jock
They was tougher than leather like Reverend Run
DMC, they was toting guns
Holdin' weight, goin' out of state
Stackin' mad chips, and pushin' phat whips
Fly jewels and clothes, and got no job
And then one disappeared, and one got robbed
For the ends...etc.
Sunday, July 31, 2005
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