I used to be into wrestling something big. Like when I was a kid I watched WWF Raw and WCW Nitro and every other wrestling program they showed on Saturday’s all day. Then that shit got corny as hell. But there is a dude out there who is almost a throwback wrestler. This dude named Carlito. His motto is, “I spit in the face of people who don’t want to be cool”…then he chews up an apple and spits it on whoever he deems uncool! Needless to say, The Killa thinks dude is a G!! Here is video of his entrance music! It’s strangely reminicent of the theme music for G-String Diva’s…ummm….not like I watch that regularly…..yeah…just watch it!

So yeah…moving along….in my pursuit to be cool, the Killa hung out this weekend. Friday night I spent alot of money so that I could impersonate a baller. I paid $20 to get into a spot the majority of people had gotten into for free. Then once I got there I bought a number of overpriced drinks. This makes you VERY cool! Then I mean mugged anybody who looked in my direction and asked chicks to buy ME drinks! Doesn’t get any cooler than that! I got home and passed out….sounds like a good night!

Then on Saturday I went to the 5th Annual Music City Brewer’s Festival and drank copious amounts of beer. Among other things I also put a dollar bill into the asscrack of a white girl (on a dare) and looked up the skirt of another one (not on a dare). I also joned on various white people and cosigned on every single one of Wendell’s “AJ is our uncle” jokes. I sent text messages to my friends who couldn’t be there, gloating about how I was there and was getting plastered. I ate ALL the food that was there as well. The ultimate in cool!!

Yesterday, I went to see Miami Vice. 80’s Cool and now 2006 Cool as well! I saw the coolest shootout in history. Then I stayed up and talked on the phone like I didn’t have shit to do today! COOL!

Now I’m going to stroll up to the school when I feel like it. Which will probably be after I eat my leftover steak that I made last night with a special garlic butter sauce…..I’m just that cool! Like Carlito! And if you don’t like it…well…you saw what Carlito did!

So I’m up at the school right now. Been here since shortly after 8 AM to administer a mock MCAT/DAT. Proctoring tests HAS to be the most boring thing ever. I’d rather TAKE a test than proctor it.

The only things I have to entertain me since kthxbi is blocked on these computers are solitaire (vegas style baby!) and my iPod. Man I tell you what, I was broke a month earlier than I planned because of that iPod, but I LOVE it at times like this. I’m listening to my “underappreciated” playlist. The one I wrote about awhile back on my livejournal. It has me in a pretty good mood. I’m really listening to the lyrics and taking (some of) them to heart.

One of these days I’m going to break out of this shy guy phase and man up. It’s going to happen sooner than later. One day I’m going to tell her how great her smile is and how it lights up the room and how I want to get to know her and figure out what makes her smile so bright. That day is coming! (I’m convincing myself if you can’t tell….)

But for now….more proctoring! Argh!

Yesterday I did something I’ve never done before. I got an issue of Playboy Magazine. Now CLEARLY this isn’t my first experience with pornography or even buying it, but I’ve always been errr…less than impressed with the, how do I put this….selection of women in Playboy. It’s never been my type of woman profiled. Even the rare issues with black playmates still didn’t justify my purchase of the magazine, not when Black Tail had EXACTLY the kind of chick a dude like me would want to see (not to say that I’ve ever ummm….owned a Black Tail magazine or even know what one of those looks like………)

Anyway, with Stacey Dash saying, “Eff it, my film career sucks” I went ahead and bought this issue of Playboy.

Now one thing that long time Playboy “readers” will tell you when you start to judge them for having the magazine is that they read it for the articles. I have to admit, the articles in this particular issue are pretty damned good, I mean better than Newsweek and Time good, on par with Maxim good. With that being said, there are still naked women in the midst. The reason I purchased the magazine was the prospect of Stacey Dash naked. I won’t purchase another unless they can somehow convince Beyonce that her career is beyond repair (which judging by Deja Vu is closer than I first thought)….or if they can get Toni Braxton as they promised (but she’s pretty much giving it up for free lately).

Anyway, more about the issue, there are actually FEWER pictures in the magazine itself than there are on the net. Was it worth it? I don’t know honestly. But what’s done is done!

In other news, I went to DC, it was great! I met Resha and Carmen and hung out with Hassan again. A gutty time was had by all. I also ran into Panama and our homie Manu. Panama’s been lifting weights (that is still randomly funny to me!). Errr what else. I almost had to choke someone out while attempting to DJ at the homie Travis’s house and I barfed at Bob Evans (down on the farm) restuarant…but you don’t wanna hear about that.

Anyway, time to make the donuts/check on these bad ass children!

Hi everybody! Did you miss me?

Prolly not, but I missed writing so here I am again.

At any rate, the Killa has done it again. Done what you ask? Well I’ve gone and taken a joke or two too far. And I’ve gone and pissed off a friend as a result. It’s not the first time it’s happened, prolly won’t be the last. So why was I so bummed out about it yesterday? I don’t know, but I was.

Today is a new day though and thus the Killa moves on, lesson learned.

Tomorrow I get on a jetplane (or whatever Southwest flies) on my way to Washington, DC (or more precisely whatever halfway point between DC and Baltimore where BWI is located). I have about 20-30 people I need/want to see, but I’ll probably only get to catch up with 4 or 5 of them realistically.

Updates heree probably won’t be regular until I get back from our nations capital. Hang in there with me!

Hi everybody! Did you miss me?

Prolly not, but I missed writing so here I am again.

At any rate, the Killa has done it again. Done what you ask? Well I’ve gone and taken a joke or two too far. And I’ve gone and pissed off a friend as a result. It’s not the first time it’s happened, prolly won’t be the last. So why was I so bummed out about it yesterday? I don’t know, but I was.

Today is a new day though and thus the Killa moves on, lesson learned.

Tomorrow I get on a jetplane (or whatever Southwest flies) on my way to Washington, DC (or more precisely whatever halfway point between DC and Baltimore where BWI is located). I have about 20-30 people I need/want to see, but I’ll probably only get to catch up with 4 or 5 of them realistically.

Updates heree probably won’t be regular until I get back from our nations capital. Hang in there with me!

I don’t know if you all know, but the Killa doesn’t have internet access in the ATL when he goes. Mom’s computer is old and crummy and doesn’t even have a dial up access number so I say eff it. Thus the absence….well that and me being busy as hell. Did you miss me?

Man I had alot of fun in the ATL some of it bloggable and some of it very much not bloggable, unfortunately for you all I am feeling really lazy/tired and don’t feel like typing it all. Just know that the Killa did as the Killa does and the Killa did it well (well most things anyway….)

Anyway, as you can probably tell, I don’t have much to say right now other than announcing my triumphant re-return….I’m going to DC NEXT week. All my DC people (all two of you) get hyped!