polyphony.

it's late, about 1am here.

i was supposed to go to a dj competition with my man chris, but the shit fell through on my end, so that's that with that.

it's friday. i should be out enjoying myself. i'm 22. i'm a young, healthy, okay guy. that's all great and whatever, but damn. i should be out, mingling with beautiful women, politicking it up, smiling and having a drink or two, staying the fuck out of trouble, enjoying life.

but no.

i've spent the last, say, 20 saturdays, prolly more, doing things similar to what i am doing now. staring at a computer screen in the dark, typing away, boring myself to the point of lackofmotion sickness.

all i can say is, i've got to move out, make some stuff happen for me. i gotta get my own place.

yo... i need some of this-


in my life.

bad.


dunno if we can throw up tawdry pictures on our pages up in this biatch, but if we can't? fuck it, i'm breaking the rules. she looks really comehither right there, and hell. i'm a m but a man.

gahtdamn.

anyways, with the posting of that there picture, i'm thinking i'm going to love this blog shit a little.