Murder, murder, murder she wrote.

I really like this watch. It's from Meister's 2011 Fall/Winter collection. I think it's dope. I don't own a gold watch, but I'd love to very soon. It seems like a quintessential piece in any man's wardrobe. You know what I mean? The rich-guy gold watch. I think they seem very debonaire. This is coming from a guy that used to like big, icy watches. I'm so impressed with my sense of style now. It has changed so much over these years. The things I'm into are so far beyond what I used to like. Honestly, I haven't worn a pair of dunks in years.

Today was a pretty good day for what it was. I think the best part of my day was the storm. It looked amazing. I saw a bag of empty soda bottles fly 30 feet in the air. That was byfar the most interesting thing. Well, second most interesting thing if you include my morning car ride. That was pretty dope, but I'm going to refrain from speaking about stuff like that right now. Let's focus on me. Anyway, the bag of bottles: Awesome. I've never seen anything like it. I'm pretty sure they landed where they needed to when it was all said and done. I hope they landed at the feet of someone who could have used them. It's hard out here, man.

Oh, I recorded a new song today. How could I forget? I actually didn't want to, but someone asked me to do it. I owed her a song since the last song she asked for kind of fell through. You know what? I'm happy that I did because I really like the song. It came out pretty nice. A few of my friends told me that I should have done it as well. Like usual, I didn't listen. It took an outside opinion to really get me excited about the record. I think I was more excited about her hearing the song, more than actually doing it. I love people's reactions to my music. It feels like a job well done.

I have a lot of stuff on my mind that I would love to blog about, but I'm just not ready to get into that stuff yet. I found myself slipping into my old journal writing days in the post that I wrote this morning. That was a bit too revealing for the person I am now. Before, stuff like that didn't matter. Now, I'm a bit more introverted. I don't like sharing my feelings with anyone. Hell, not even myself. Maybe if I continue to blog and get back into the swing of things, stuff will come out more naturally. We'll see. I'm hoping so, though. I really miss blogger.