Player-haters get away or my lead will spray.

[raybear]

Sigh.

Sigh.

Sigh.

And that's all I have to say on the matter. I can't control what people think of me -- I learned that awhile back.

Sigh.

Now back to my regularly scheduled journal. (Which, you know, isn't my life. And in case you were also wondering, doesn't mean you know me.)

This morning I was all indie record-store clerk and listened to the Flying Burrito Brothers. This afternoon I'm all wannabe-cutting edge since I wandered into Tower and learned that 50 Cent's album came out on Tuesday and was on sale for cheap. Granted, 50's about as underground as I am, though at least my mom hasn't heard of him, so that's something.

I didn't really want to buy into the hype, but he's a smart guy. I wish he would open his mouth more and be more articulate, but the more I listen, the more I can actually understand what he's saying through his gritted teeth.

I'm too preoccupied to write. I'll be back after I've rubbed my little green buddha some.

Besides, my horoscope seems to have nailed it:

CANCER (Jun 21–Jul 22): Sometimes you wonder why you even try to make changes out there in the real world. Isn’t it enough just to change your own self? You’ll need some recovery time now from your most recent engagement with reality. You may just want to go home, make a fire in the wood burner and curl up with a good book and a cup of tea. But first you must take care of business. Others are depending on you.

Comments

[greyandred.livejournal.com]

Ray, although this is unrelated, I just thought you should know that I took some inspiration from your post the other day about relaxing and letting it rain on you. I was walking home tonight in a snowstorm, and it occurred to me that tensing my shoulders and hunching over wasn't going to make me any less cold. So I just relaxed and noticed how the snow sparkles when it's fresh, even in Manhattan, and thought, hey, Ray was right about this. :-)

[raybear.livejournal.com]

thanks! :)