I get these zombie-like urges to walk around during the daytime in a drunken stupor consistent with the look of a crazed maniac bent off some throwback MadDog and bloohshot eyes bereft of any focus or horizontal hope. And then, when night falls, I am suddenly awakened like the vampires in Blade and I find myself incessantly working on a million online projects, from client sites, to my own site, to work-related projects, to email inbox cleaning, to facebook commenting, to blog browsing. And yet, this primetime of mine is what throws a wrench in my otherwise mundane life, causing it to lose its tilt hourly because of my lack of attention (or interest) during the daytime and a need for action when the sun falls. See what I mean...this shT doesn't even make any sense to me right now but somehow my fingers are still typing as the midget tosses and turns in his sleep.

I ridicule the pitiful, piss upon the miniscule

But I'll be damned if the Mary J remix of "Back to Life" that served as the ill theme for Belly didn't just come on. Oh lawd....if you only knew what that song/movie does to me. Whew. It takes many moons to figure me out - this one extends that theory.

So hopefully, this random snow and coild weather will leave by the time the weekend rolls around. We'll see. I can't F with weather.com too tight becuase the shT is too unstable with its predictions for me. I neglected to mention how the last four times I washed the whip, it rained the next day. Actually, I think it even rained that evening after I had hit up the car wash on what had - up to that point - been a really nice, sunny, warm day. So yeah, I'm random man today. Maybe because Cam & Juelz just came on and you know how them d!ckheads do. Lemme go ahead and finish setting up this new site. G'Night...or G'Morning....whuteva.