so today is yusaf's 24th birthday. i can't afford a present. just a phone call. time to tap into that 5 finger discount. hee hee. not really. i guess the same old tie will work. better hit up tjmaxx for that bargain. the last time i was there i was disgusted by the blatant lack of discounts. i mean since when did tjmaxx hold anything for more than 30 bones. not just that, i guess it's the latest styles that are out. the more %spandex the better. i refuse to succumb to this. a little while earlier i think i had the shakes from not being on mirc. to avoid this sickness i was just laying on the sofa and contemplating my battles against what everyone else thinks is ok and what i think i'll do to improve myself. i know my fight is the common fight. and hopefully it'll be the good fight. if i get through the first week alright.
ali - oopth! this is my last attempt to quit. you watch. i will survive!

its owEr??? like NO VAYYY!! so how long is this mirc sabbatical going to last? i'm willing to bet my boston creme donut you'll be on irc again in 48 hrs... any takers??

i quit mirc today. it's over. khalas.

i'm thinking about bleaching my teeth. should i go through with it? i'm afraid of some freak accident like swallowing the stuff and the insides of my throat erroding away or poisoning myself or bleaching the inside of my mouth or eventually developing some sort of cancer from any side effects. although it's just a topical thing and i doubt it has side effects harmful enough to cause death i'm still contemplating just ignoring it completely and risking a funky smile. eh. more thoughts on teeth later.

check out
Qaseedah Burdah Shareef Part One
Qaseedah Burdah Shareef Part Two
at http://www.islamicacademy.org/html/audio/Naat.htm

i keep clicking on the publish button just because it gives me some importance. i can say i've had a few things published. pretty sneaky of me, huh? yeah, well, i'm sly like that.

i don't have anything intellectual like to say. just things i find funny or pleasant. like the other day my sister wouldn't stop referring to me as chris matthews. you know, the guy from hardball. mostly because i kept on getting loud and partly because i kept cutting her off. so i'm obnoxious. so what?

well isn't this spiffy?

hello?