it's been an unreasonably long day.

I found an empty bottle of Old English Malt Liquor sitting on the steps leading up to my apartment this morning and I immediately remembered the time (a few months ago) that I came home from work to find that someone had puked on these same steps.

My mother sent me an email today entitled 'Hitler Videos' and when I opened it, there were no Hitler videos to be found. She's not real up on her cutting and pasting skills.

yes, Eazy-E.


RIP.

Wasn't good, wasn't bad.

And I thought to myself this morning, how odd, how random. Eazy-E?

I'm a fan, I have albums. Well, one...

A while back I posted one of his songs to my other blog.

It was this one, it always perks me up and makes me move in curious ways.



But that was like two months ago and I haven't thought about it or listened to Eazy-E since.

But it got me to thinking on my drive into work this morning, how choosing Eazy-E to be my dream lover might be significant in other ways.

I recently broke up with a man I was seeing for three years. Well, he broke up with me (for the second time) and then wondered aloud why I didn't want to take him back, but that's neither here nor there. I knew he wasn't right...

recently purchased a scanner...just messing around with some ideas...I've had so much fun with this thing, I should have gotten one a long time ago.

I feel like I died and went to teflon heaven on the edge of a rusty spatula.