Intoxicated Thoughts...Perfect Grammar And Spelling. 10 Random Thoughts. Maybe More, Maybe Less...I'm Drunk, Remember?

I've been drinking since about 7:30 and it will be 11:10 by the time I get to the period at the end of this sentence.

My mom finally called me out on my drinking. She says that she can tell when I'm drunk based on the fact that I try to hold detailed "normal" conversations w/ her, which is something I NEVER do. She also says she can hear my off-beat footsteps when I come in late at night...something that she says reminds her of Andre Warner Sr...my dad.

I've tried to deny for the last 6 or 7 years that I would be like my dad. I've tried to be the opposite. But it's his Y chromosome that I have. And I can't escape it. I drink and I'm addicted to the opposite sex. I have some of his positive qualities too, but it's the negatives I've tried to avoid.

Currently watching the Lakers-Rockets game...I want there to be a Lakers-Cavs Finals...but for some reason I doubt that happens. LeBron and Kobe are future hall of famers. But one of them has already reached their prime...already reached their God-given potential...already earned their last ring...

I'm kinda in a rush to finish this blog post. So it won't be a very good one. Sorry.



OMG...I saw the Rihanna nude pics. I did NOT know she had a body like that. I LOVE her body type. Small frame, hourglass shape. *imagination running WILD*

The bathroom Rihanna took the pics in is HUGE.

I'm NOT a virgin. As much as I try to make my sexuality seem like a joke...it hasn't worked. And for some reason, the more I try to get my "good guy" image back, the more it doesn't work. I can't even PRETEND to be good. I'm going to put a link to this blog on Facebook...and at least 3 of them(girls I've had sex w/) will read this and say to themselves "DEFINITELY NOT". Yes, I've had sex w/ more than 3 people...more than 3 times 3. More than 3 times the square root of...never mind...that's not important.

I typed that w/o really thinking...but I've managed to get to this point w/o any major backspacing. Even though I backspaced 3 times just on this segment alone. Make that 5. Twice on that last sentence. Now it's 6. My fingers are moving faster than my brain. Now it's 10 backspaces.

I'm done. No good can come out of this. Just wanted the world to know I haven't forgotten about Blogspot. Gotta go to bed now...work in the a.m.

Nite kids...