You're a dummy...

At Wrigley Field listening to people clean. ... I can't wait to be in LA. ... There's too many supercops around me. There's too many cops, period. ... It's supposed to rain today. That would suck. ... I do miss 4th of July with my family. It's been a while since I did that. Years. ... I guess my life could be worse, but it's pretty frustrating right now. ... I cut myself shaving too much. Trying to go too fast. ... This computer might have a fucking virus. ... I ate McDonald's breakfast today. Most of the time when I have to be up so goddamn early, I do that. Otherwise, I don't ever eat breakfast unless it's past midnight. ... Lisa thinks she's smarter than she is. ... I was too smart for my own good with Anna. ... I need a nap. ... I drove two hours after work yesterday back to where I live so I could see The Roots, and I was already tired. So, the girl I was supposed to go with, she's white, shows up like an hour late. The show starts at 10, she gets to my spot at like 10:15. We walk to the place and I let her lead because she's from there, but she fucking gets us lost and there's a mass of people we're trying to fight through just to get to the venue. By the time we get through the gates, I'm pissed off and the show's been going on. Of course, there's no place to stand so we end up waaaay in the back standing on some fucking picinic table with some stupid ass drunk, skinny ass cracker motherfuckers who keep bumping me and all I can think about is how mad I am at this girl for making drive back for this bullshit. That and wanting to knock out a white kid. So I only got to see The Roots for like 45 minutes. ... I saw Talib Kweli the other night, too. But I only saw about an hour of his shit because of work. ... I think I'm still mad about that Roots shit. ... So my boy took me to the strip club to make me feel better and that girl walked her ass home alone because she couldn't find her other friends. I laughed a little. ... I wish I could go to Rock the Bells. ... Over the last two months, I've met way too many girls who think they are intelligent. They've overshot their marks. ... Dance teachers don't make shit, so don't tell me "don't talk like you know," because I know. I was with a dance teacher for close to four years. ... This is what I mean when I say people need to think before they speak. If you don't know something for sure, ask, get an answer AND THEN form your opinion. Don't just make a blanket statement based on your faggot ass assumptions. Because most of the time you're wrong, especially about me. I don't let you in because you're dumb. So that's why you can't read me. Because I don't want you to. ... I want some money. And tacos. ... Flight's to Pittsburgh are expensive. ... Two Compton girls running the All England Club. ... The NBA is shaping up to be interesting next season. ... I like Ron Artest. So Gutter. ... Manny's back. ... No good Salsa clubs around my way. A good one in Chicago, though. ... I want the beach. A little more than a week before I can get drunk and fly kites on the sand. ... No one in my life makes me say, "Yeah, I can see it happening with her." And by "it," I mean sex. ... I don't play fantasy sports. I live in reality, usually. ... I need more Marriott points. ... I have The Art of Storytelling in my head today. ... I love - LOVE - when girls rub my head. ... Yo, I want to go to bed. ... Bye.