[This blog will be a little bit different. What you are about to read and witness are just the random thoughts floating through my head as they happen in near real-time. Some thoughts may be incomplete and some may not make sense at all. At the very least you will be entertained...or maybe just learn a thing or two about your favorite neighborhood DonnyLB...]

Tonight I’m just gonna watch a movie in peace. “Peace,” whatever that means. The last time I can remember being at peace was when I finally paid off that last credit card…which lasted till I got the next set of Express coupons in the mail.

Listening to her study on the phone was soothing. I never really cared to learn about chemistry or anatomy, but then again it was never being taught by the object of my affection–misplaced affection. Did it matter that she was in love with someone else? Probably. Did I care? I’m sure part of me did. Am I going to do anything about it? That’s too big of a question to even begin answering…isn’t it?

She missed a couple of phone calls while she was on the phone with me. That makes me feel important. Why did it make me feel important? I’m sure it’s because anyone who can stand spending this much time with me on the phone is either infatuated with me or just as crazy as I am.

Oyin, Oyin handmade. I don’t know what’s so funny about that name but it really does tickle me. She ordered some hair product…not surprising. Excited about it too! I wish I could get that excited about something these days. I guess I was stoked about Uncharted 2: Among Thieves. This video game is by far my favorite of all time. Sorry Metal Gear. You’re still my number two.

“I feel like we could be like…I dunno… in the same room doing this. Me Studying, you…” doing whatever it is that I’m doing now. Well besides blogging aimlessly, I’m pining away over a girl who’s pining away over someone else. Wow, feels good to say it…well write it.

For some reason I don’t think either of us will understand, she’s had Mariah Carey’s “Obsessed” stuck in her head ALL day. I must have heard this song at least ten different times, in ten different ways, beat boxed, scatted, even mixed with a little country twang. The best way I know how to get a song out of my head is to listen to it. That usually does it for me. But I’ve no clue how to cure her of this crazy infirmity!  Oh, wait, it is that song AND Jodeci “Come and Talk to me remix.” Now that is a good song, but she’s only singing the first couple of lines…repeatedly. “Come and talk to me, I really wanna know your name…” then she hums and mutters the rest which she clearly does not know.

Things went silent. Too silent. “You’re not studying anymore. You’re on your phone looking at hair stuff!” I exclaimed. I really got a laugh out of her because I was absolutely right. It’s a shame that I have this crazy ability to be right damn near all the time. A gift and a curse really. Who wants to be right about the terrible things in their life and others. Funny thing is, I can usually predict things that are going to happen almost down to the letter. This goes for everyone…everyone except myself. I generally have the outcome…but not the strange, awkward, painful and sometimes even poetic sequence of events that lead up to the usually dreary end.

Who knows why I started typing my inner monologue tonight…it was something to do. If you really only knew the things that go on in this brain-o-mine! It’s like a madhouse of rise and fall, failure and redemption, music and mystery, love and…well, more love. I’m sure there are a few Calvin and Hobbs comics thrown around in there too. Love those sons of guns. At any rate. This is my inner monologue signing off…well taking a break from the public eye at any rate.