EXISTENTIAL CRISIS ALERT

Well, not really. But, i read somewhere that if you title your work something thought provoking, gripping and/or scandalous, people are more apt to read.

Did it work? Are yall reading? Is this mic on?

I digress.

Earlier today it dawned on me that in two months we'll be halfway through 2008. How bogus is that?

Btw, i HATE when people rush me through the year like that - i remember when i turned 21, the day after that my dad was like "you're almost 22" and i was madd cuz i was just barely 21! So why am i doing it now? I don't know. Im buggin.(thanks to run's house buggin is back in my repertoire).

But yeah...when i realized that, it was like a jolt. I mean, January 1st came and went, and then February, and now March...and in a few days, April begins. I made plans, you made plans, we all made plans for how we wanted this year to turn out. So far(for me @ least) its going smashingly - with the requisite bumps and bruises, natch - but, i have few complaints. Yet and still, with each passing day i feel like im being rushed towards an invisible finish line, a relentless timpani driving my feet. Faster. Faster. Faster.

Seriously, where do the days go? The hours? The minutes? When i was in grade school, the school year seemed soooo long. 10 months might as well have been 10 years. The time between september and june was a purgatory of assignments, mean teachers, early bedtimes, and no tv during the school week. All i could do was bide my time until summer vacation, where i could let the lazy slob out. Well not really, cuz the parental units weren't having it. But anything was better than having to get up early in the morning so i could catch the school bus. (yes i rode the cheese)

Now, the days rush by, each day seemingly arriving more quickly than the one before. It seems that just as im getting settled in one year(and more importantly, one age) another one arrives. I feel pressured. Pressured for what exactly, i dont know. But its there.

In one way its good(im sure you've heard tell about good stress and bad stress), because it makes me set goals and achieve them. At the same time, when im not channeling my energies properly, im on frazzle rock status. Blah.

In other news, i finally located my jazzyfatnastees "the once and future" CD, and in the spirit of my homie and fellow blogger RM im going to post up one of my favorite songs from that album.

'Hear me' - Jazzyfatnastees

In other, other news, I got called out by an male friend today for something i said completely in jest which hurt his feelings. Of course, i apologized. I didnt think what i said could be construed as insulting - ok maybe it could. But we had been joking the entire point up until my gaffe! What i said was relatively innocuous considering the context. I want to say these dudes need to get thicker skin, but maybe its me thats being an insensitive clod. I can't help it, i verbally spar with folks. Its not personal, its how i play. Ugh.
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Rashad, you promised me. :(