My Works: The Index

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My Works

Ideas

So for some reason or another I thought that if I ever became a stage performer (if I had the talent and effort and balls), I’d paint X’s over my eyes so I would look like the dead smiley when I closed them. RANDOM.  I do eventually plan to be involved in music some day, just not in front of the camera/mic.  My ideas could come in handy when used for someone else though.  Oh wow, the DC sniper is being killed tonight. That was quick, huh?  I guess it was a pretty open->shut case though.

I really hope I’m nothing like the people at Best Buy.  Retail kills people souls AND is usually a cesspool of society.  I dunno though, I’ve never been disappointed or skeved out by someone working at a Wal-Mart though. Maybe they don’t all think they’re the ish though. I dealt with the snottiest people there last night. Come to think of it, at the RadioShack I went to in Warwick Mall too.  I wanted to try out something of mine on their TV and the manager is all “whoa whoa” and mind you this is AFTER I introduced myself and bantered with him.  I’m sorry guy but I know how to do everything you do in terms of store ops and just about everything else short of audio systems. I’m not going to break a TV when I’ve had to show a million people how to use them as well as taking them down and repackaging them.  Whenever people from other stores needed stuff, even customers I didn’t know, I’d go out of my way to help them if need be. This doesn’t apply to this dumb Spanish kid who annoyed me at every turn. Didn’t respond when I asked him if he needed help. Mulled over the GPS display for a good hour. Asked me if he could get his discount on it. I told him I wasn’t sure because for the longest time we hadn’t so he called his manager. Then he ditches the convo I’m having with his dad when he’s the interpreter.  My best RadioShack experience with another store was the one in Johnston. I kinda/sorta knew the manager, she let me do whatever I wanted, and I came back and bought a computer she told me to buy. Win win. Tada suckas.

Amazon offered me the GC deal. Ummmm yes. Girlfriends Season 7 for $7 holla. Thank you Amazon. I gotta say NICE. Off to work. Oh yeah and to whoever blew up my blog with 45 hits the other day, stop searching for you-know-who’s name and the word sex. Adios.

Lap Top

Wow.  I think typing does make you meaner.  I have one of the more “misunderstood” sales people helping me out right now.  He asked more for a price range from the customer I’m speaking with to look for a vehicle.  I had no idea, she just seemed interested in preowned and the lowest figure on a new was too high for her.  I told him this.  He repeats the question again verbatim.  I’m sorry, what?  Did you really just repeat the question like I’m dumb or you didn’t hear me?  It’s in type brotha.  I’ll admit I’ve been guilty of that straight answer business before.  It’s usually with my mom.  I’ll ask her something and get no information though.  She pissed me off last night.  I was doing indoor running in place and she comes over to distract me from doing it.  So add exercise to the list of things I’m unable to do in peace when she’s home.  Yeah let’s not forget that she also thinks I won’t move out because I can’t.  Wow.  Way to be encouraging.

So I went running outside.  That is some BS let me tell you.  I felt like my head wasn’t probably restrained or something.  I had a killer headache from my melon boppin’ up and down.  I could only do like half of a mile before I got winded.  I hope to keep with it though.  I’ve gained weight.  Two people have taken notice.  I want to lose weight before I start gaining it again.  I’m 185, up from my lowest of 150.  I hope to be back to that again.  I certainly won’t be able to do it while at home though unless I spend time at work.  I can’t even really use the living room is the thing for anything.  It sucks.  I still have some more purchases though to go before moving out.  I want to have my amenities in place before I move out.  I need to pay off my car too of course.  Speaking of amenities, I’m planning to go to Wal-Mart early Saturday.  I’m trying to get in on that XBox 360 deal.  I’m tired of feeling scummy because I seek out deals and flips too.  I like making money or advancing from nothing.  The whole empire from an anthill sorta thing.  Unless I’m straight up robbing people, I don’t think it’s wrong.  Sure it might not be how people conventionally do things but so what?  I proved this weekend that I got made to feel like doodoo and was even stalked by people whom I had no obligation to help.  I could have made way more money than I ended up.  I essentially gave away $10 and a buttload of accessories.  Accessories which I could use or in turn resell.  Hmmm I thought I lost more actually.  I’m not too bummed now.  Either way I’m kinda “stealing” someone’s Elite but not really.  I guess I should be honest though.  I’m intentionally screwing them out of it.  They’re hoping to make money by selling it for parts.  Unfortunately, they’re not going through the right channels.  They’re trying to set it as a standalone console which isn’t right.  I’m trying to more or less fight a naive lack of ethics with an intentionally unethical practice.  I do think that there is a possibility I could pay $74 for crap but oh well.  My burnable DVDs came in by the way.  Sitting there in all their $201 glory.  I made a *dumb* move by the way.  I bought a brand new rechargeable battery + charger for the remote and gave that kid the brand new battery.  I traded in the old one previously.  The original seller never gave me the alkaline adapter for use with regular batteries.  I’m going to essentially cost myself more money unless I can somehow get a new battery.  All ends up fine I suppose though.  I bought a $4.50 Wii adapter with store credit and sold it for $9.50 real money. Yay.

That BS aside, I’m looking to buy a TV.  I want something nice but it’s a two-fold deal.  If I get a really nice TV, it will look nice and be easy to bring home.  There’s also always the chance of it being stolen just as easily.  Buying a crap TV means no one’s taking it.  It also means I have a crap TV.  HDMI on my XB360 is useless without HDMI on the TV.  Wal-Mart has a pretty affordably priced 42″.  I may not bite on it just because it’s a doorbuster AND it’s not even available on Amazon so it’s a closeout and Sharp isn’t that great.  Lots to think about.

So you still didn’t ask Craig?

So that kid who kept trying to hustle me called/texted me a shit load of times today.  It was to the point of where I actually changed my number.  My deal with someone else also bombed.  Pretty uncouth pretty much telling me to my face he wanted to screw me so whatever.  Narragansett white privilege and what not.  Shit just has me angry though.  To make it very clear, I DO NOT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOU.  Do not call me.  You should have known what you were getting into.  Don’t ask me how to set shit up.  It’s called Google.  Then he has someone e-mailing me through the old ad which I took down.  Seriously?  If you couldn’t afford to buy something as-is, DON’T BUY IT.  I’m not Wal-Mart.  I’m not Costco.  I can understand regrets over money but it’s like damn, grow up.  You need to understand I’m a stranger and if you try and play me for DAYS by straight up lying about how you don’t have money and stuff, you think you deserve courtesy?  No guy.  Go away.  I feel like I was bullied into changing my number.  I hate that shit.  I was going to change it eventually but who knows what holes I’ve left by changing it.  I had to silence my phone and missed Ashley’s calls last night.  Like damn.

I set up my laptop today.  I was thinking of putting Windows 7 on it but forgot I need driver support.  Boo.  I’m happy with it.  The other shit has just put doom & gloom over my life though.  I’m not a crook and if I was, I’d be a pretty shitty one ya know?  Acting like I’m on some Mad Max lawlessness.  Off to find another bundle on CL.  Yay (fake yay).

I gotta say I’m kinda jealous of my friend Donald but in a good way.  His life is pretty darn good right now.  I tease him about his “boyfriend” but it’s all in good fun.  I hope he’s open to the possibility of more because I can see through his BS lol.  I play the same game.  Referring to someone you like by a noun rather than their name.  Eventually using their name and doing it with them alot.  Being hesitant to be more.    Heh, he’s probably gonna read this but whatever.  I want him to have fun though.  I know one of my friends isn’t and I feel bad.  I want to remain clear of my own bias against relationships right now but I’d F*CK someone up if they physically hurt me.

You know what kinda disappoints me?  I’m very happy but I’m resorting to methods of fixing depression like overeating, reckless spending, and sex.  Bipolar much?  Like I’m pissed off I’m on this hunt again.  Again the usual business of a passing compliment.  What the hell is it with no one wanting to follow up?  I’m cute but not *that* cute?  I don’t have anything that interests you further?  Is it guys just not really caring?  Shit bothers me because I really don’t know what to do.  I’m appreciative but compliments are like water and I’m still thirsty, ya dig?  I know I’m not gonna find anything in the recent, especially not locally, but like I can’t even get some out of town shit?  I wanna be off this hunt and back on my grind.  Buying and selling and collecting is one of my passions but dumbasses just make it hard.  I’m so heated.  Ramen and Pete & Pete calls.  Serenity.

Why don’t you ask Craig?

Selling shit on craigslist has been a nightmare.  I have now met three buffoons within days.

1.)  Guy who buys my shit and wants to return it because “it’s not really what I was looking for”
2.) Wankster kid from Central Falls
3.)  Well-to-do guy who thinks I’m tech support

The first I made an honest mistake in selling to.  I thought I gave him a 60 GB hard drive I bought off someone else.  It apparently was only a $20.  I gave him back $50 which was the price originally quoted for the 20 GB model.  I didn’t wanna swindle the guy.  I’m not like that.

The second was some kid who was all “yeah I’ll pay $225 if you hold it for me” yadda yadda.  Now I know people in the hood dish out all kinds of money for stupid shit.  Who cares if you got food as long as you got a iPhone, ya dig?  He wasn’t even good for like $100 though.  He had to *borrow* money and was still only at $145.  His ass didn’t even show up he was so embarassed.  Sent me a txt “oh man Im sorry but i cant get money can u make it lower?”  I dipped.

Third was a pain in my ass.  EVERYTHING I hate about the stereotypical white person.  His ass lived in Waterplace.  He had GQ, Esquire, and Maxim on the coffee table.  He had a sweater vest on.  He called me and told me shit wasn’t workin yadda yadda.  I offer to go over there.  I play his shit and it’s fine.  He starts unplugging/replugging shit and wanting to try different games.  Shit starts freezing and overheating like a motherfucker.  “I just don’t think this is for me.  I want my money back.”  Excuse me?  I ain’t Costco mafucka.  You can’t jack your shit up and then say you want a refund.  To a stranger.  In your house.  The situation honestly blew my damn mind.  I definitely wasn’t giving all his money back but since I no longer had a system and I didn’t wanna hear his ass calling my phone all the time, I just took my shit back.  I took out $20 and was gonna give him back $180.  Accidentally took $40 with another bill stuck to it.  Fuck it though.  Stupidity tax of 20%.  You’re lucky you’re even gettin’ shit back.  Plugged shit in at my house and it works fine.  I even took a video of it for the next busta ass.  Just the gaul to think that the world is there for him.  You know what happened when I bought my shit and it broke?  I *fixed* it.  I googled problem fixes.  Why don’t you look up Google on your MacBook.  I coulda kept $200 and you’re complaining about $40?  Seriously?  Yo ask your parents for it.  On some real bullshit.  I coulda robbed him, I coulda shot or stabbed him, etc.  Fuck doin’ the right thing.  I tried to help this dude out BIG.  I even was nice enough to download and burn games that he asked for just because it wouldn’t be any trouble to me.  You’re seriously gonna bitch about only getting $160 back from a complete stranger on Craigslist?  That shit just set me off.  He was on about some ATM, some just give it to me and keep the $40 bullshit, etc.  Excuse me?  Ya ass probably needs your dad to spell the word DVD for you and you wanna sit here and make terms?   Yo jump out your window and you won’t have to worry about how to play Madden.  I shoulda just kept the money and been out.  I imagine it’s bad karma though or some shit.  I ain’t a crook but I’ll be damned if his Sunbeam bread ass gonna treat me like some piece of shit who needs to do what he says.

And to you-know-who, not all of us have some rich dude to take care of us and give us everything.  Treatin’ your friend like shit and dissin’ his birthday without even so much as a “Happy Birthday” because you got other shit to worry about.  I’m a play this shit on a harp for you mafucka so it appeal to your white South County ass.  It’s called “Fuck you mafucka.  You ain’t had it bad in 15 years.”  In C Flat no less sucka.  Peace out.

Digging A Ditch

Ok I hope my keyboard is dying because it took me forever to type that title.  This is seems to be going fine though.  Anyway, as sort of an update to myself, I have around 3 potential buyers for my extra system.  I don’t know when I got thrown back into flipping but oh well.  Dealing with the bourgeoisie has been fun.  Weren’t they the common folk in French Revolution times?  Anyway, $201 for 160 discs is steep only because it’s 2 bills for blank media.  It’s also pretty much a one shot purchase too.  Buying top of the line shit for the low budget DVD drives in the 360 to be able to read is equal to 160 games.  Well worth it even when you consider them to be like $30 on average.  I think of the savings and it’s nice but damn. 

Either way I’m actually in the hole $125 ’til tomorrow.  Poor people and money and debt.  Yeah I can see how it goes down.  Anyway, eventually all this shit will sort itself out again.  It’s just because I made too many purchases at once.  I get paid tomorrow so yay.  I made the plan to buy all the extra shit I want now, rather than later, because I’m probably gonna be living paycheck to paycheck come apartment time.  I bought a $300 laptop (not a netbook).  I plan on buying a TV.  My original plan was to set aside $300 from every check for the rest of the year to put a huge payment towards my car.  As it is, I’ve been doing too much buying so whatever. 

I can’t help if I need recreation though.  I’m single as heck.  NO ONE to date right now.  No one even to sleep with.  I’m losing contact with friends again.  I have a crush at work but that’s all it is.  It’ll go away soon.  I’m stuck at home as usual.  Thankfully work hasn’t been boring.  I’ve been IT’ing it up with software installs and such.  Currently en route to selling my extra XBox for $200 hopefully too.  This guy’s seemed kinda flaky.  Supposed to call him soon.  Getting me $75+ before tomorrow would be nice.  I plan to sell another one too in hopes of getting an HDMI XBox 360 but we’ll see.  Some hoodrats want a package for like $225.  In trying to calculate the money saved by flipping, I forget that I’m dealing with hybrid amounts too.  The discs are only being ordered for this venture but I use my regular DVDs for Wii.  Ah sucka.  I will just calculate without Wii cost.  I’m doing pretty good then.  Like $440 in the hole for two systems, about 170 games, three controllers, blah blah blah nerd shit

Anyway, toodles.

The Hits

I love that I haven’t made a post in more than a week and this blog still keeps getting hits.  I just have been busy doing stuff to take my mind off life.  I did some craigslist hustling and got me a Wii and XBox 360.  Some flipping ensued and I’m pretty much good to go.  Also very delighted that I learned how to disassemble (poorly) an Xbox 360, as well as how to mod both systems to play backups.  It was a HUGE headache for a while there but thankfully the folks who know that grammar and spelling exist were able to help me out through some useful FAQs.  Yes, I’m aware of the run-on sentence.  Doing tech stuff and playing with video games makes me happy.  I’ll be able to get back into Gamecube collecting.  Also, I’ll be able to play some current gen games.  I do need to buy some expensive ass burnable DVDs for that POS DVD drive in the Xbox 360 to read though.  I figure that even like a $1 something a game is still pretty good when they’re like 60.  I can use regular DVD-Rs for Wii/Gamecube so yay.

Anyway, that’s all I wanna talk about right now.  Good things

Dough Boyz In The Building

I considered putting in a picture from Game and Travis Barker’s “Dope Boyz” but fuck it, Travis Barker is the ugliest normal human being I have ever seen.  This isn’t counting the fucked up mess that tattooed 51 stars on some bitch’s face or that dude I see walking around half naked at the bars all the time that smell like onion soup.  Speaking of which, my breath is fuckin’ knockin.

Had some fun with Rick last night.  He’s such a good person.  I see a lot of myself in him.  He’s older though haha so that sounds weird but we’re a lot alike.  I hate using fuck as a noun by the way.  It just sounds vulgar for some reason.  Anyway I tentatively have two dates today, none are hookups.  Sorta maybe.  Should be fun to see how that goes.  Like I’ve always said though, friends>men.  Mmmmhmm Steven.  I’ve come to the decision that I made an erronious judgment in considering him a close friend.  Then again, who actually gets close to him?  He’s still cool but whatevs.

So I thought I was gonna pop some shit at Dark Lady yesterday.  Thankfully not.  I saw Bear-on Von Raschke who hit me with the  Bed-Breaker last night with some nice dude.  I’ll admit my first thought was, “Damn his dude is black.  This won’t end well.”  Thankfully they were just friends and he was a sweetheart.  I had that mafucka sweatin’ bullets though.  Shit was great.  Speaking of past ghosts, another Sean dream. Boo. This one involved us going into a room with glass doors and cuddling while his mom (never met his mom) vacuumed.  As soon as he pulled out his dick, he ejaculated.  It looked like mine though.  Then he just wanted me to suck on his nipples, which he never wanted.  Then I was worried his mom was going to come in so I kept locking and unlocking the door.  The dream had very little to actually do with him so I’m curious why he seems to be the lead.  Apparently from piecing together parts of the dream it means that I feel like I’ve missed out on things in life, that I’m shutting myself off from people, and retreating into dependency.  This dream is supposed to serve as a warning to learn harsh lessons about life and to grow as a person and move on.  Damn.  Gotta be all mean about it, subconscious.

I bought an XBox 360.  Soon to buy a Wii.  Holla holla for some video game fun coming up soon.  Perhaps that’s part of my plan to withdraw.

Non-Chrisette Michelle Epiphany

I was asked how someone like me could be single.  The long and short is that there isn’t enough of me put out there to maintain a relationship and when there is, people usually don’t like it.  For that reason, I retreat.  So how do you keep someone around for networking that’s hurt you without feeling like a punk?  I’m almost convinced that once my head is sorted out, I need to move.  Oh well whatever for now.  Steven seemed slightly sincere in his apology but I dunno.  Maybe the friendship isn’t growing heh.  I never know.  I actually tried to introduce that topic tonight.  He means a lot to me if only because he helped me discover self-worth.  He didn’t give me it but he more or less led the lamb to slaughter in terms of my major ‘09 drama.  He was then there to see me through all of it on the way out for which I am eternally grateful.

That all ties into my topic a little though.  I *hate* putting myself out there.  It always seems to have negative results.  There are a lot of layers to me, some of them unfortunately dark.  I actually revealed to someone yesterday that I don’t believe in love any more.  I just believe in forming need-based partnerships.  It’s like business methods applied to personal life.  There’s no sexyness to my darkness either.  Sometimes I think so little of myself that I’ll screw whatever 20% attractive guy wants it.  I’ve tried for many years to reconnect friendships with people who don’t/can’t give a shit.  If someone like Eric just decides they’re tired of me, what kind of chance do I have?  That’s a best friend.  The uber above-all.  Nothing is concrete but shit.

I was discussing dating someone who leaves every two months and then stays for two months.  I am confronted with two immediate thoughts:
1.)  What else better do I have to do?
vs.
2.)  My life is not worth wasting on someone who is hardly around

With knowledge comes power, and with the forbidden fruit came the burden of sin so to speak.  Now that I know what self worth is, what is to stop me from going to the other extreme?  I have been through some pretty degrading stuff so why should I ever have to again?  Why should anyone get to know me if all they’ll do is decide it’s not for them?  Some douche wants to be with me in some enchanted love but still allow me to walk into his hand every time I try and get close?  Phrases like “I’m really independent” and “I’m looking for the one person to spend the rest of my life with” are huge red flags to me.  They make me feel like I’m on a housing waiting list.  At some point, they just decide I’m their everything?  I’d kinda like to be kept abreast of the situation too.  People think I have control issues but I enjoy it VERY MUCH when other people take the reins.  The only problem is that I feel there are very few people who can take the lead appropriately.  The whole reason I’m willing to deal with the few tards at my job is because my bosses are excellent.  It has been YEARS since I’ve had a boss like Jean.  The ones above her are great too but I guess I just notice her more because I work directly with her.  Oh yeah work has been great too.  I don’t know what I’m doing differently or if people just have more money but I’ve shown steady growth.  Good for me.  Congratulations to me lol.  Anyway, I believe I lost my train of thought but I got out of most of what I wanted to say.  I’m sure there’ll be more.

Anal(a)buse

So did I ever mention my Jodi Foster in “The Accused” moment the other night?  Pretty awesome.  My anal abuser got the talking to of his life.  Yeah not quite as awesome of retribution but then again, my moment was far less serious.  Ok Tyra has seriously had like five different topics on her show today.  Stick to one thing bitch.  Sociological “Gong Show” is not awesome.  Anyway, yeah homedude hit me up.  I told him sex with him was so bad it was traumatic and that I considered him sub-human.  Felt pretty good.  Also amusing in the guy front is that Sean peeped my manhunt profile (the normal one).  Mmmhhhhmmm.  Whatever boo.

I worked today in like 50 degree weather indoors.  They kept opening/closing the garage doors and it kinda sucked.  I did get some work done and have more to do tomorrow.  Holla.  I did some literal freestyling to Transformers (the Chris Brown song not the cartoon theme song LOL) and Neva Got Ask Again and it was pretty awesome.  I need to eventually pen this shit down.  When I have personal space, ya know?

This is a depressingly short entry but there’s not much to talk about it.  Things are going reasonably well which is good. Toodles.

The Crash

So maybe it’s time I start telling people I can’t handle it all by myself?  This happens every once in a while.  Apparently my front to the entire rest of the world is one of Superman.  The straw that broke the camel’s back was finding out Ginger was in town over my birthday weekend and didn’t tell me.  He swears he did but yeah.  So I ask if he wants to do something tonight and he says he can’t.  Yeah well then maybe you shouldn’t AIM/text me at random hours once a week telling me how much you miss me.  I thought we were good friends.  Apparently not brotha.  This  comes hours after Steven tells me he missed my birthday because he fell asleep.  Way to tell me that you overslept two days later.  He figures I was alright though.  No dude I was fucking disappointed.  Which is why I say, expectations lead to disappointment.  You shouldn’t just give people a pass but so much for hoping for the best from people.  I’m just tired really.  I have friends like Ashley and even reliable acquaintances like Sheree but who is to say I won’t piss them off some day too?

I’m tired of the idea that being a strong individual means I have to forgo the collective.  Maybe it’s foolish but I’m not willing to give up on myself to keep others around me.  I fully admit sometimes I’m just a straight up asshole.  A lot of the time though it simply feels like people can’t handle being confronted by guilt.  I personally know that the whole “nigga” thing with Justin made me feel stupid and out of place.  Convictions are something to be admired though.

So I woke up this morning congested as fuck.  I was also souped because I thought it was Wednesday but nope, it’s Tuesday.  I got to work late.  It seems so especially daunting today.  How do you face a full boring week feeling like there’s about one or two people out there for you?  I just more or less cried yesterday.  It was depressing.  I felt like life was finally coming together and I could start to let go of pain and such but no go.  It’s really why I find most of my pleasure in being a snake.  You can trust very few people.  Why should anyone be able to trust me unless I’m close to them?  My mom asked me why I wanted to move out yesterday and I told her it’s because I needed to be alone.  Sometimes I just need to be alone.  She said that being alone isn’t fun.  Well maybe not for you but it seems that the world is more or less forcing me to be.  I told her that sometimes I just got sick of hearing someone else in the room breathe.  I know that’s hurtful but shit.  I’m just not in the mood.  I avoided anyone who my bad attitude might rub on that I didn’t want to effect but I unloaded on some guy.  He’s the typical pussy ass.  The winks.  The flowing compliments.  The “I’d like to change my life around for you” and then it’s me having to ask him when he was planning to ask me out.  Make a move motherfucker.  He asked me out for drinks on a Sunday.  There’s actually nothing wrong with that but I was just pissed so I let my exact animalistic thoughts be known.  “Gotta be honest.  You haven’t impressed me in the slightest.  I’d rather stay home.”  Drinks (of which I actually believed we talked about how it’s amazing I don’t drink) on a Sunday.  So I have the pleasure of waiting an entire week to do something I don’t do with some guy who isn’t the particularly most enthralling person.  Yeah I think I have a Cars.com online seminar I was looking forward to more because atleast all the Flash animations would entertain me.  That shit works with friends but if that’s your best attempt as a suitor, fuck off.

I gotta really admit I’m a little disappointed.  I thought I had a set schedule.  Work M-F from 8-5.  Do stuff with Eric on maybe a day during the week and then on Saturdays.  Sundays with my mom.  An evening with Ashley.  Fridays with Steven.  Wednesday nights to myself.  Everything else was just sorta resting.  Yeah empty void.  Haha whoo!  I already know that when I live alone I’m going to join a club or some shit.  Officially settle into old life and hopefully make some more friends.  I just can’t believe how hurt I was by him.  Like it was just instant too.  I was SO pissed off.  I know the Steven thing made it worse (because if you thought me thinking he was flaky in past entries was unfair…yeah) but shit.  Why lie like that?  Why get to me all the damn time about how much you hope we can hang out again and then when you have the chance, not do it.  Apparently I’m not that spectacular.  So that’s why I’ve more or less become a callous bitch.  Too many instances like those.  I’m more or less sleeping with one eye open and it’s particularly hurtful when it’s somebody I thought I could rest easy with.  Anyway, car search is ongoing so I must leave soon to help those internet heads in need.  I’m bumpin’ this “Delirious” shit by Vistoso Bosses and it’s fuckin’ catchy.  I dunno.  I still give love to Soulja Boy.  His shit is simple but it’s catchy like a mug.