polyphony.

i wonder what a bottle of revolt means.

chalk it up to me being pretentious.
sounds ok though, right?


i was gonna spend a whole lot of word and time being vexed about a series of arguments my father and i engaged in over the past weekend, but i'm not really caring about that at the moment. it will suffice to say that we bumped heads a few times, and i'm really ready to get out of here.
i'll put it like this, he called me lazy, i was being relatively productive at the exact moment, and then all hell broke loose.
dumbness.

i spent some time looking at home furnishings in ikea... i love that catalog yo. lemme get a place, it's gonna be on once it's time to get the furniture cracking. i'm a minimalist by nature, and i like wide open spaces, slightly austere, but not dramatically so... i'ma have fun.

i dunno.
that's how i see myself, you know?
the bachelor life, straight up, city living for real. makin music, chillin when i want to, hop in the car and pick up a friend, go to the club or some shit. not all high profile, so when i step in a spot, people automatically recognize me and the fuckers in the back wanna see if i carry protection... not on some corny bling shit. i'm always thinking about it.

*shrug*

the fam and i went to Dorney Park on friday. mad fun. my dad pulled an eric on us and stayed home, but i'm thinkin it was for the better. we got there and enjoyed ourselves... i remember when i wasn't really a coaster guy... i fronted like i wasn't scared of them, but eventually i was hoodwinked into boarding one, and it hasn't been the same since. i'm trying to get to sandusky, ohio now. that millenium force shit looks crazy fly.

i wonder what it is about humans and their need to sniff death's ass... i dunno. but fuck, i love the smell!

anyway.
the next few months look to be shaping up nicely... i'm excited.
gonna try to play things out the way they should be played.

gotta get back into the habit of going to sleep on time. i've gotten out of that real bad, and it's gonna be an issue once my life starts getting filled with deadlines and appointments again. which i'm hoping, is very soon. i'm tryna make it up to new york for a few school tours, got some interviews... school soon. etc. you know the drilly.

man.
i went to see my uncle on saturday.
the saddest thing you wanna see, yo. i hate hospitals, i hate nursing homes... so i don't go as much as i could, or should. but i went on saturday. moms stuck a pic of one of his album covers up beside him on his little desk... it made my heart sink. he's still very conscious of what's going on around him, though his active involvement is limited, as far as his surroundings... he saw me, and sorta stared for a second... then he just closed his eyes. mom said he does that when he gets embarrassed. i can't imagine what it's like to feel like that. i feel so bad for him...

i wanted to get out of there. i dunno how my mom visits him week in and week out, every day with him. i guess love is the only way. i can't stand seeing him in that condition.

anyway. i'm out.
un.