so, i woke up early today and turned on my skype this morning to have a conf call with a publisher in Seattle and i get this pop up, saying some user wants me to add him to my contact list. so i figure it's one of the guys at the publishing company, i add him, and he instantly sends a message. the following conversation takes place:

him: hey there!
me: hi
him: how are you?
me: who is this?
him: Chao Bin
me: huh? who are you?
him: a man in China.

*silence*

(now picture me staring at my computer screen with a scrunched up face, feeling a little confused and a little bit gay)

Who the fuck are the Jonas Brothers? are they real people? are they really a band?  those three boys exist in real life and sell music? or are they like that imaginary 32 member gangster rap group i started when i was 16?  we were awesome.

we're back. again.  if you're a fan of the boom-bap and all that, then come and enjoy.  i've been feeling a little homesick lately, so i might just have to take it out on my music selection...  NYC 90's hip hop until your head hurts and a whole lot of other gems to mix it up throughout the night.

@ Racks, 10 pm until i say so.

what kind of motherfucking dictionary is my little cousin in korea using to study english?

homesick.


"We got giants and jets, the knicks, yanks and mets, we like much respect and sex extra wet, and high-tech dialect you ain’t catch yet"