cold alfredo spaghetti is some good stuff fo' shizzle. haha. ;) i'm so full of food now that i'm immensely(sp?) sleepy. snoozie time i think.

which, of course, is a dream.

mawwiage....a dweam, wis'in a dweam.....

anyone wanna watch the bride with me tonight? eh...oh well.

and, of course, it's time for a Sudden Realization (which actually evolved from long time rumination upon the reason why i be who i be):

so...i can read fast. i can work my way around computers. my english language skills are pretty above average. i'm better at articulating thoughts and ideas than most. i can think on my own (or is this a good thing?). whichever. the point is, i know and can do all this but fo' shizzle (lookit me i'm all snoop n stuff) it's never cuz i learned this stuff from my dad. which is one of many reasons why he totally sucks ass. he can spend time to teach other people's kids but fuck no would he ever, of his own fancy and volition, decide to learn me anything besides a beating and spouting out long lists of my wrongdoings after years of bottling shit up. hey buddy, i can do that too. in fact, i probably do that because i grew up with your loser bum around me all the time.

and you know, the other side of this Sudden Realization isn't anger....or even jealousy that he so obviously gave a damn about other people's baby goats over me. it's a lot of depressing sadness that he's like that at all. meh.