jodi the freestyler came back last nite.

ok. so i guess right now i'm pretty much where i was at this time of the year last year. just kinda rewound my life a bit, sans job/apartment, but otherwise, exactly where i was last year. realizing, whoa, friends are pretty awesome and i don't need to be a big frowny face all the time. b/c being sad and lame is stupid. people who make you sad and lame are even more of a waste of time. so whatever. this is it.

last night, after sleeping all damn day, i opted to head down to west fest to say hello to good old handsome joe and crew. my friends are the bestest as they smuggled me several free tallboys and then escorted me to rainbo where we got in all sorts of hootinany. at three different points in the night, i busted out some freestyle. while, i am very very bad at rapping, the mere fact that i slipped into the comfort baller stage i once owned returned, albeit briefly, meant that i'm getting better. i don't give a shit about no dumbass boys. i don't care about the job situation. the family drama, well, it is what it is. me having a good time on a saturday night with some downass people has nothing to do with any of these bummers. so fuck it.

after a rather therapeutical week with long lost pals (and newfound friends!), i'm really starting to get it. it's like someone slapped me cross the face with a stupid wakeup retard stick. so now ima ball again. just keep on trying to get a job, hopefully get the apt george and i applied for in w.park, and just keep having fun with my crew. monday's both el guincho and caribou. thursday's all sorts of pre-p4k shows, one at bottom lounge and a whole mess of others. friday-sunday, DUH, is p4k, including dickfork at darkroom with the hood internet and sunday MOB's sponsoring a chicago set at the abbey pub.

distractions, distractions, distractions. eventually they're no longer distractions, but my life. and it's fun. i just gotta force myself to fucking get over stupid ass shit that ain't worth my worrying time. i don't have that much time, i gotta focus on the fun shit. LIKE DANCING TO ROBYN IN 5 FREAKIN' DAYZ!!!!! omg. gonna die.