So I'm not spending my paycheck on me, at all. I'm pretty excited. I'm just gonna chill. I just played basketball with my residents, that was pretty dope. It's hella dark out and all of a sudden like 20 people are walking through the pitch black forest. It was cool, and spooky. So I didn't read the book, instead I read the postsecret book my momma sent me for Valentine's day. I was so excited with it, its something weird me and my mom have now. Pretty neat. Man the blues are hard. I can't really get the hang of it, but its hard because I've only learned from people, and this is some ghetto ass book. Catfish Keith...you are so silly. Also on the PS subject, I'm gonna make a program where I supply all of the shit needed to make your own postcards, glue, paper, pens, magazines, whatever. Then I'ma have a box with a slit that you can leave them in, unexamined. Then I'ma send the entire box in, and its gonna be great. I think a lot of people will be down, and benefit from it. I know I wanna do one or five. Pretty excited. On a GREAT note, I'm almost done being sore. So shitty, worst few days of my life. I like hurt my ligaments working out, so I could bend my elbows for like 3 days. Shit-t. I bet that it'll be worse tomorrow cause of basketball. I've been dying to read this book thing my English department put out, but I've been busy. Shit-t Ok pce.