i love how i realize that i never really understood that one song, "many clouds of smoke". but i'd hear it all the time...

but now listening to it... like the actual lyrics and everything... it's amazing. how i didnt notice it before.

i remember listening to it when i wasnt even twelve yet, probably, with my cousin and my sister.... in a van... my cousin pretending to "roll up a fat one"... and passed it to me... then i passed it to belle. i dont remember what her reaction was. it was probably the same "what the fuck" look she often gave me as we grew up under the same roof. when we werent friends.

but yeah. hugs not drugs, man.

altho... "the one they call alcohol got me actin, yall"... not really. sort of. i had a strawberry smoothie and when i tasted it, all i could think of was how good it would taste if a little rum was in it. God, i'll probably gain weight again when i turn twenty one because dont all those drinks have a high caloric value? hmm.

but im still good. i promise. level headed... and shit.

im in that same dilemma where im in crossroads with nilesh and i need to pee but someone will steal nilesh if i go pee and leave it here. yes. so i will leave soon. and then trek over to starbucks before sunset (what time is sunset?) because i have a strong need for coffee. v. strong.

cha, im glad your parents will not get inundated by the after effects of katrina, including all of the looting. tell them to go afterwards to help out the louisianan economy that will be in billions of dollars worth of debt when this is all over.

i think i'll be volunteering for a non profit gay rights organization. awesome.