"Dear Diary, today I woke up at dawn...

... and mocked the mothers of my enemies for giving birth to them."

The preceeding is a line from Russell Simmon's Def Poetry Jam, which I went to see tonight. It was better than I expected, but I still wouldn't say that I liked it. There were parts that I liked, and parts I didn't really care for. The line was in a poem by the Asian Dude. I'm not doing names. He had some excellent lines, such as: "We are programming your websites, making your CEOs look smarter, and we are getting into your schools for free!"

There was a chick from the Middle East, and she kind of reminded me of Jenny. Possibley because she seemed all graceful and poised and articulate. She kind of didn't fit in with the rest of them. By which I mean to say that she was better. She had a poem called "Exotic" that I thought was just.. neat.

There was also a girl from Jamaica, who would have made a much better Kendra than Bianca Lawson. She was a dyke. She was cool.

As a special treat to you the reader, I'll omit, from my journal, the reasons why my day was such that I wanted to die. As a matter of fact, let's just forget I said that last part. Look over there, some monkeys!