A Simple Algorithm for Understanding Love Through the Use of the Implementation of Logic Functions written in Pseudo C++

(I had to use dots because punkass HTML doesn't recognize tabs or whitespace)


for (ever)
{
..... if (you && me == true)
..... {
.......... love = us;
.......... go to happyEverAfter;
..... }

..... else if ((you && me == true) && (you && someoneElse == true))
..... {
.......... ERROR!;
.......... go to heartBreak;
..... }

..... else
..... {
.......... you + me != us;
.......... go to heartBreak;
..... }

..... while ((you == happy) && (you == smiling))
..... {
.......... me --> tryingToKeepThat == true;
.......... if (lieToYou == true, but you == stillHappyCuzYouDontKnowImLyingToYou)
.......... then
............... lieToYou;
.......... else if (you = !happy because lieToYou)
............... lieToYouAgain;
.......... until
............... you = happy;
..... }
}


happyEverAfter(you, me)
{
..... while (yourHappiness >= myHappiness)
.......... continue happyEverAfter;
..... else
.......... ERROR!
.......... go to heartBreak;
}

heartBreak (you, me)
{
.......... while (youIgnoreMe == true)
.......... infinite loop
.......... {
............... call you;
............... text you;
............... email you;
............... visit your family randomly;
............... deny stalking youo;
............... if (youCallCops)
.................... BREAK;
.......... }
}

return 0;

Dream Log - 12 Feb 2009

I didn't think this dream log thing would catch on. I had one entry, and then, magically, all my dreams got boring.....until last night.

I had a dream that there were cats in my back yard trying to get into the house everytime I opened the back door. And whenever I went out, they would talk to me.

One of them said, in a real smooth voice "ay man, you can let us in! we cool!"

So I acted like I was about to let them in (not at all weirded out at the fact that the fuckin cat was talking to me) then tried to slam the door on one as he walked through the doorway.

Unfortunately he got through, and said "ay man, you tried to slam that door on me? not cool, man." But he wasn't angry. Just kinda bummed that I tried to kill him. Then I said "hey, can you leave back out real quick?" Then after he left out, I said "Ok, now come back." And when he did, I slammed him in the door. I did this with at least 2 of his buddies as well. Cats in my dreams are dumber than in real life, I think.

So after I put them all in garbage bags and rolled the dumpster around, they started talking to me again. "Hey man, you can't just throw us away. We gon get out and come right back to yo backyard again." Then the garbage truck came.

Hell yeah I punch my bitch! AND beat my kids in public!

Welcome back you say? Indeed.

Let's get into it.

We all heard about the Chris Brown/ Rihanna incident. I have personally taken the stance that my dude was set up. The same "man" who framed Mike Tyson, 2Pac, OJ, Killa Kwame, C-Murder, and various others has worked his mojo again, this time to frame C. Breezy. He was in cahoots with Rihanna, made her beat herself in the face with a sock filled with California oranges, and say sweet lil CB did it. . . however he IS from the country, and we know how THEY giddown. . . . .

But in the event that he DID do it. . .

Celebrities should know better than doin this kinda shit. Next thing we know, it'll be the biggest craze since saggy pants. "Chris Brown beat up on his bitch, you think EYE won't???" or whatever. . . Kids these days are fuckin dumb as shit, so who knows how this shit will go over.

Violence towards women is not funny. I think it's horrible, and most of all, I hope it's not true. I've heard all types of reports in the last couple of days. I've heard her injuries were life-threatening, then that was retracted, he DIDN'T hit her, and her injuries were from a car accident, he beat her with an umbrella (possibly a bad joke, later retracted), and that she was mauled by a bear.

In other news, let's hope this was R. Kelly. . . just kidding. They say he was Pakistani.

I Been There

Nosebleed highs to
soul-crushing lows. I've been there
all alone, & where
everyone knows.

Roller coaster rides -
some took months to reach
the top.
I been through all the
twists & curves. Yeah
I done been dropped.
C h o p p e d & screwed,
used like a tool.
Then cut from the roster,
& knocked off the
choppin block

I been left in the
dark.
Cold, dry & stark.
My face slammed by the door.
Yup, I been on
that floor.

Days in the cold.
Nights drippin sweat.
Emotionally withdrawn,
yeah I been in
that debt.
Black Friday - I've been up,
stood in line,
been denied.
Never mattered how I'd feel -
Always drove A Hard Deal.

I been left in the air,
I've been lost amongst
the stars.
Way out in
deep space.
Confronted strange beings,
tried to understand
their feelings.
Asking strangers
what up doe
chica?

Able to find
nothing.
No rhyme,
nor reason,
I packed up all my shit

"Yo, I'm outa here. I'm leavin!"

I couldn't understand
a word the natives were sayin.
But they were always real loud
and ain't look like they were playin.

Hopped back in
my spaceship. Ready to bounce.
but the thing is:
I'm lost in this place -
a lowly Martian
stuck on Venus.

I just wanted to get
home. Told the alien
"meet me halfway - we can find
common ground.
Somewhere between
my place &
yours."

Things not to do while drunk

i like teh list.

Bored drunkenness is a surefire way to inspire bloggery. All of the things on this list are events I've actually witnessed or personally done.

Let's have story time:

Things not to do while drunk:

1. Shave or cut your hair (. . . the infamous timmy pics. yeah. . .)
2. Shave or cut someone else's hair.
3. Modify your hard drive partitioning layout
4. Make jokes about ex to current
5. Try to fix plumbing
6. Fry anything
7. Consider rubbing alcohol as a suitable alternative after the Bacardi runs dry.