mosquitos have 47 teeth

my soul is very dead today...much energy in my body, just none in spirit. In spite of my bloated body and dry mind, alot of good movies are coming out soon. Its an exciting time to be paying attention to fanboy/geek/indie film right now....weve got Spun(leguizamo, mena suvari in a well filmed meth movie...that will inspire people to do meth more habitually), Pool hall junkies (christopher walken and other billiards get to act cool), Solaris (soderburgh, cameron, clooney in a lethal combination space movie remake), Bubba ho-tep (bruce campbell plays an 80 year old elvis that's friends with an 80 yr old JFK in a retirement home), what else...hmm....daredevil (affleck plays a blind guy with a stick), and the Hulk (with jennifer "im hot for a pretty chick" connelly)..........theres a possible indiana jones 4, and 'batman and superman' movie possibly getting made...then ofcourse you have Lord of the Rings 2 or whatever.......but i missed the first one anyway.....to hell with it....or not
I need to watch that and a Beautiful mind....and Gummo....soon

BEEF- on ktru rice radio, the DJs are fairly bland and seem very 'too cool for school' or atleast 'your school' because rice is obviously a secret club in which only the cream of the kunt are allowed to attend.....before i go into any deeper of a slight digression...my real problem is lack of clear cut naming of what songs are being played....I find myself listening, enjoying, waiting....but never long enough to hear the names of any of the songs....Ive always had this problem.....and i figured it was just because rice rtf students were a bunch of unhumbled pricks, but i never dealt with it on a (close to) everyday basis. Now though, Im living in houston (basically), and it annoys me more than ever before....If these DJs must be so boring all i ask is that they make it easier on me to discern titles and artists....but this simple post will make no waves

today i believe i will fill my MP3 player with Big Black songs, to be in fashion with the day and my black black soul....not black as in race....
although, for something mostly irrelevant, i had a dream in which i was in high school but i had no friends except for Ludacris man. Together we carried out several pranks and ryhmed our way through, what turned out to be, one delightful day at school....

Its raining....rain may cleanse my soul.....but i think what i need is purification...shitfuck