B-E-A-S-T-I-E. What up Mike D?
Aw yeah, that's me!
I got bass and pork and beans.
Always got the new routines.
I get it, I got it, I know it's good.
The rhymes I write, you wish you would!

Ah yes, timeless lyrics from the masters themselves....

And now onto something completely different. I'm finding myself wrestling once again with what's ok to write on this site. I'm constantly aware of what I post and what I don't post...and since I'm back to not caring what certain people think, I guess it shouldn't really matter anymore, right? Hmmm...that may have made zero sense to some of you....let me explain.

So during this summer....during the rough, rough summer, I started a second blog. An auxiliary blog that only a few of you had the link to. I've since stopped writing on there for a variety of reasons, but mainly because I don't think it was doing me any good. So here I am. Struggling with the same stuff as before. Why does it matter? It doesn't. But I'm still conscious of mentioning the 2YG too many times. What can I say, though? She's become a major part of my life now.

So anyway, my point is....I'm trying to limit my stories involving the 2YG because it becomes monotonous for you, the reader....just as it would when I write about the roommate too much, or the Denver girl too much...or whatever. On a side note, I haven't written about either of those two much lately, in case you hadn't noticed. Know why? They're dating and I don't really see them much anymore...kinda took the fun out of everything. Of course, I don't really see much of anyone any more, because of....well, you know....2YG. Ha. Anyway. That's my story. Now I gotta finish up my homework and go to bed. Peace.