am i high?no... not anymore...

i don't even know where to start. the 'fro was back. the prince was in the palace. everything was good...

... and then the game started. pacers took the early lead, and just would not let go. there were ugly times when neither team could score... and it was *not* the defense. missed dunks... missed layups (and i don't mean the blocked ones). uncontested shots that weren't even close... the teams were in a slump, and it was ugly.

but... the pace picked up... pistons made a run, which was then stopped by 1) halftime, and 2) croshere's buzzer-beating three. okay, so they made a three before that, but croshere's kinda stuck with you a bit through halftime. just punctuation on one of the worst halves ever (record-breaking low-scoring half for playoffs, i believe... and again, it wasn't all the defense this time).

and the pistons came back ("and the cat came back, the very next day..."), and took the lead for the first time in the game... how? artest got mad that hamilton bumped him (i bet you let those other niggas jerk you...), so he hacked hamilton. away from the ball. intentionally. while staring at the ref. while the game was tied. smart one. (i never said i was an angel...)

it wasn't a pretty game, but it was so much more emotional than the one the night before... i guess i'm kinda jaded with the lakers... mom didn't even bother to stay up and watch that game. the w is kinda just... assumed. is that cocky or what?

it's all worn off already, though... am i high? nooooo... now i'm just... wondering what i'll do at night from now until sunday (finals!).

you should be paranoid without me, and with me feel a buzz...
... this sounds like deep lust to me, but i get high on your love...


anyway... phone rings this morning, and caller id is blocked... i pick up, and the woman says she's calling from time-warner. "great," i think, "i've got telemarketer calls to my cell now. at least i can go off on her for calling, since it's a cell." well, good thing i didn't... she was calling about that resume i dropped to lance a while ago... i have an interview tomorrow ;p


dad messaged me a bit ago... have the tracking number for my headphones =] which is the same tracking number for the coolest remote in the world. okay, not as cool as those touch-screen, control-your-house remotes, but... we don't have enough to control with that anyway... that, and i like to be able to use the remote without looking at it, and a touch screen... well, you can't feel your way through the "buttons," now can you ;p

it's 2nd day air, and tracking information started yesterday, but it's not scheduled to get here until friday... even though it got to kentucky this morning... i'm not quite sure what's going on, but i'm hoping it'll get here tomorrow ;p