Thursday, October 27, 2005

I'm sitting here freezing, listening to old soul music. Two dollars at the record store. Two dollars for an hour of nostalgia. Most of this music was made before I was born but, it feels like it was born with me.

The book I was so excited about ordering yesterday is Holler If You Hear Me: Searching for Tupac Shakur by Michael Eric Dyson. I got quite the look when I was talking about it with someone here at work. Yes I'm a metal loving head banging chick however I do enjoy Hip hop as well. Always have.

I'm interested in reading this book mainly because I think Tupac Shakur was an interesting person. Very very intelligent, loved books and lived rough. Died rough. I want to read about what made him who he was. And I've read good reviews about the author.

I'm feeling somber today. Partly because I didn't sleep very well (surprise surprise) and partly because that's just how I am. I've got my eyes turned inward as always.

Again it's been an hour that this entry has been sitting.
And I should note here that what's going around in my brain isn't necessarily bad it's just there. I'm unable to articulate it. I don't know why.
No that there is a lie. I do know why I just don't want to talk about it right now.

So yeah.

In other non related news I'm currently looking at dresses because I think I want to go to the company holiday party and I want to dress up. The dress I've been lusting after for goddamn ever is apparantly not available. It never even went on sale. Now I'm going to pout.

I think that's it. I'm not in the mood for journalling right at the moment.

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