incommunicado

every now and then i let my phone run out of battery and don't charge it for a few days or what not. disconnect from EVERYTHING, my life, EVERYTHING. it disturbs my friends and family, but it's so very necessary. essential towards my sanity. why is that?

woo HOO this game is exciting. live from stan sherriff idado state v hawaii overtime. let's go 'bows!!!

so there's a dilemma i've been having. lately i've been questioning if i'm too hard on people. i keeps it real. have you ever seen the dave chappelle skit "when 'keeping it real' goes wrong"? that's me. the keeping it realness and not faking the funk, i think i comes from the ffkk. i'm antibullshit. but the world runs on bullshit, so there in lies the problem. if i was a fake ass mutherfucker, i would be ahead in the "world" i.e. career wise. but the pit in my stomach makes me act up. it twists and turns when it comes to chauncey ass bitches.

there's this person that i have to deal with on a frequent basis that i have no respect for because they have proven time and time again that they are a lazy, lame ass, pass the buck, dregs of society waste of space. one of my friends has befriended them. their friendship with someone i have NO respect for has tainted my image of them. how can intelligent life forms be friends with that tripe? you are judged by the company you keep. i'm sorry, but it's not working for me.

i'd like to think i'm a tolerant person, but my reflexive physical aversion to this situation is making me wonder if i'm being too stringent. am i being a hardass? intolerant? me?!

in the words of robert nesta marley, "whoa time will tell, think you're in heaven, but you're living in hell..."