The problem with secret blogs is that no one can help you make bomb ass banner for it, so you're stuck doing it on your own. I'm no good at it. I think I'm just gonna put a template on this one cus its not like it really matters. And then from there I might spin it into something new. Who knows. Blah.

So I opened at the theater today. Worked from 10:15 to 5:20. Stayed for little while so I could be there when he got there. But by the time he did I was in really bad mood and I didn't really wanna talk; &+ he was running late. So I saw him, and then I left. Now I'm home. I'm watching Psyche with Godfather and Aunty Isha. I don't really watch tv like that so I'm just kinda sittin here.

Myspace is so lame. lmao. Tryn figure out why I'm so incredibly addicted to it. I've been wanting to redo it, but I once again, don't feel like creating anything. I'll probably just put a layout on that too.

I had a dream the other night, that D'Angleo finished the beat, and I got the converter for my mic, and recorded the song. And in my dream, when it was finished, the first person I sent the song to was Jay. For the simple fact that I know that nigga'll tell me the truth. If nothing else.

He never talks to me anymore. Well, rewrite: He never really talked to me. I don't know. I'm paranoid about people now. I don't want anyone around who hasn't proved their worth. He hasn't. Thats real. I would delete him again, seeing as he doesn't speak its not like he'd miss me or anything, but then eventually I'll tell someone I deleted him, and he'll throw a temper tantrum. Which I'm really not in the mood for. Here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna try again. -boxes him

I'm madd hungry. Actually, more thirsty. I think I'm going to get something to drink. I'd love to see a movie. Seeing as they're free. But I don't really feel like moving. Blah &+ a half. G'night.

-A.