Otha Fish

Hey. For my birthday I got this fish from my friends. They named it "Raul" and/or "Testes," but I just call it Testes. And I've given it a full name: Raul Chamberlain Vince Carters Testes. Classy, right? Well, I think so. Anyway, so I need a job hella badly. Its not even funny. I'm starting to feel really poor now. Its definitely not fun.

I can't wait to go on vacation too...anything to take me away from this oh-so-unexciting home. Today I was so bored I vacuumed the whole house, including the stairs. Then I sweeped the floor and proceeded to scrub off any unsightly marks I saw. And then I plopped down on my bed and watched TV.

You know I've really been getting into The Pharcyde and Tsunami Bomb. Except "Rotting Vampire Eyeballs" by Tsunami Bomb freaks me out. I really like this hip-hop. I hate that stupid gangsta-rap and that rap about how this guy is gonna tell my momma something. Its got no substance at all. Its not even funny. Its just stupid. Its not even good in a pioneering way in terms of the style...its just plain old stupid. And that pisses me off. That these people are so rich because they friggin rap about how they gonna tell my momma something and how I got my ass from my momma and how love is like "wo..." because...its not deep at all. I mean, if you're going to put it out there for the whole world to be influenced by, make it good. Make it worthwhile. Make it at least have a nice beat. But no, fuck I bet I can make friggin millions rappin about how my baby's daddy need to leave us alone because its all just drama drama drama and fool needs to get his ass in check blah blha blah blah blah. Its old. So they need to STOP.