It’s Holly

oh my. words cannot descibe that prince concert last night. all i could say was “this shit is crazy…” first of all, a sista had 4th row seats. you heard it right. 4th row, baby. I’m up in the front trying to catch the man’s sweat. oh holy gracious. you could hate every prince song ever made, but if you went to the concert, i guarantee you’d be feelin’ him. He did this whole medley of his old stuff… you know, sign o’ the times, shhh…, controversy, i feel for you, the beautiful ones, etc.. then he left the stage like it was over. people were screaming and clapping for a good 10 minutes, and he came back on, just him and his guitar and did little red corvette, 7, and sometimes it snows in april acoustic. off the chain!! he did a whole bunch of funk/blues stuff too like:
“Somethin’s funky baby
Is that your breath or mine
Somethin’s funky baby
Is that your breath or mine
‘Cause I had the regular chips…
And you had them other kind”
He ended with a 10 minute version of purple rain. I almost died. Definitely in the top 3 moments in my life. Up there with being born. It was ridiculous. Please please please if you ever get a chance to see Prince ( JUSTIN!!! you fool!) go see hiim. I’m leaving out a bunch of details, I’m still trying to get it straight in my head. I’ve left you with a couple songs off the new CD on the radio.blog. Call My Name is now one of my favorites. Enjoy.

…i’ll be there for you. you own my heart and mind, i truly adore you…

oh hell yes, everyone. tonight IS the prince concert. it’s prince day here at work. all day long. all prince, all the time. co-workers are gonna hate me today, but it’s okay.

i gotta put these lyrics out for you. if you don’t know ‘em, tell me where you live so i can come over and slap you.

until the end of time / i’ll be there for you / you own my heart and mind / i truly adore you / if God one day struck me blind / your beauty i’d still see / love’s too weak to define just what you mean to me / from teh first moment i saw you / i knew you were the one / that night i had to call you / i was rappin’ til the sun came up / tellin’ you just how fine you look / in a word you were sex / all of my cool attitude you took / my body was next / you made love to me / like you was afraid / was you afraid of me / was i your first / was i your every fantasy / that’s why / until the end of time / i’ll be there for you / you own my heart and mind / i truly adore you / if God one day struck me blind / your beauty i’d still see / love’s too weak to define / just what you mean to me / when we be making love / i hope you hear the sounds / of heavenly angels / crying tears of joy pouring down on us / they know we need each other / they know you are my fix / i know that you know i ain’t jokin baby / they know this is serious / i ain’t fuckin’ just for kicks / you know this condition i got / is crucial baby / baby you could say that i’m a terminal case / you could burn up my clothes / smash up my ride (well, maybe not the ride) / but i’ve got to have your face all up in the place / i like to think that i’m a man of exquisite taste / one hundred percent italian silk / imported egyptian lace / nothing could compare / to your lovely face / you know what i’m trying to say / just trying to say / that until the end of time / i’ll be there for you / i’ll be there for you / all my heart / i truly adore you / ‘dore you / you don’t know what you mean to me baby / until the end of time i’ll be there for you / adore you

oh yes. oh yes. that’s the shit. if you ain’t feeling that song just by the lyrics alone, you have no soul and no heart. that’s for real. adore is no joke. that’s the most panty droppin’ baby makin’ song of all time. i’d add it onto my radio blog, but i forgot my firewire plug to access my iPod on my computer. so sorry. just sing along in your head

i’ll blog after the concert if anyone wants me to call them from the concert, gimme your number. i got free AND rollover minutes, y’all.

i just can’t stop singing that hook.

soooooul staaaar… oh you’ve come sooooooo faaaaaar from where you started… don’t be afraid to let your light shine on the world…

that’s my song man. as you can see, I added a little radio blog. i like to keep things interactive up in here. choose a song, any song. got a request? we can do that, too! just don’t suck up all my bandwidth. i’ll try to change it up as much as i can remember. have a good friday, y’all.

thanks for the birthday wishes, everyone! it was a good weekend.

thursday – dinner with the fam
friday – the musiq concert was OFF THE CHAIN
saturday – saw the passion of the christ. technically, i didn’t see it, because my eyes were closed the whole time.
sunday – magic mountain

fantastic

big ups to moms, for having me and whatnot.
big ups to jonathan for getting me the Coming to America DVD. finally, someone did it.
big ups to the fam for dinner on thursday.
big ups to stephanie for keeping me company in line at the musiq concert.
big ups to kelly, tim and matt for the dope presents, even though I guessed right on what the biggest one was!!! you guys kill me.
big ups to me – hell, it’s my birthday.

to me!! i’m just not excited about my birthday this year. not as excited as i was last year, or any other year, for that matter. i woke up this morning and my mom said “Happy Birthday!!… you’re getting old.” Damn, she’s right. lol I’m 22 today. That’s almost 25, which is damn near 30. Soon they gray hairs will be coming in and my breasts will be smacking against my knees :’(. Yeah, happy frickini’ birthday. lol Anywho, got lots of stuff planned this week. I’m going to see Musiq tomorrow night with Stephanie. I’m going to Magic Mountain on Sunday, and I have my Prince tickets (!!!) for the 29th. I was ‘posed to go see Kanye West on April 8th but Tina’s a flake.

All is well on this 22nd birthday, but then again, it’s only 8AM.

it’s been a while since i’ve done this…

1. What was the last song you heard?
If I Ruled the World – Nas ft. Lauryn Hill

2. What were the last two movies you saw?
City of God and Matrix 3. yeah, it’s been a while.

3. What were the last three things you purchased?
Prince tickets, Gas ($#!!&* $35!!) , Breakfast Sandwich (from Mr. Chung’s Deli of Doom – aka the E-Coli cafe – downstairs).

4. What four things do you need to do this weekend?
Pay bills, wash car, go to the gym, go to the gym, and go to the gym.

5. Who are the last five people you talked to?
Mark, Allison, Renee, Stephanie, Tina (if e-mail or instant messanging don’t count, we need to change that list.)

I’ve been drinking a lot more water lately. A LOT more – trying to be all healthy and what not. I went to the bathroom 8 times yesterday while i was at work. my bladder must be the size of a pea, because it’s like a river runs through it up in here. that’s once in an hour. that’s a lot of damn water. i guess it’s good for you though.

anywho. sista got her passport yesterday. the picture wasn’t half bad, either. it didn’t even take a month to get it back. i applied february 17th and got it yesterday (march 11). i must say i’m quite impressed with the passport agency. gold star! now i’m off to paris without a hitch. yahoooo! gay paris, here i come! jonathan – get that baugette and that stick of butter ready.

The Countdown Continues: 6 days until 22

so i went to the gym this morning ::shock!! horror!!:: – on purpose and everything! i get on the scale ::gasp!! sigh!!:: and look down at the footboard where it says:

“Why don’t we make this easier on both of us?”

What the hell. now the scale is telling me i’m fat – TWICE? the actual numbers and the sticker on the footboard? oh hell no. so i stepped on that scale REALLY hard this morning. REALLY hard. so there. take *that scale!

anywho, i did go to the gym for the first time in a while. i’ve had this killer headache since last night, but it’s slowly going away with my 4th cup of Haddon House Food Yamamoto Green Tea (it’s good stuff). maybe i was just dehydrated. maybe it was that stupid depo shot. lol all better now, though.

i’m off to make a customer service call to the 24 Hour Fitness corporate office… i need to pay them back from breaking that scale. lol

The Countdown Continues: 9 days until 22

it was 62° this morning. fandamntastic!! which means it’ll be booty hot this afternoon, but i won’t notice because i’m incased in a concrete jungle anyway. beautiful weather, none the less.

big ups to rio, holdin’ it down in the play SKIN at sdsu. i’m not gonna front like i understood what the hell was going on (shit was confusing), but you done did good!!! very proud of you.

big ups to steph… for walkin’ around downtown in hot ass heat and being sick at the same time. good work stickin’ it out. we’ll just call that a gym day. lol

i’d like to take a second to address the girl scouts of southern california… or should i just call you THEIVES! THEIVES!!!!! How you gon’ up the price to $4 a box, knowing damn well y’all the only ones with thin mints and samoas. damn you, proprietary cookie makers! the microsoft of the baked goods industry. i just can’ resist a box of samoas. those tag-a-longs are pretty tasty, too. i tried the new ones … the double dutch chocolate chip. don’t waste your money. kinda dog biscuit-ish.

that was my weekend.

she’s goin’ down

Hey Martha, we can totally work out some sort of “identity theft” situation if you want. take my passport (i’ll photoshop you in, and I KNOW you got a laminating machine, i seen it on the show), go to europe and get away from it all. all i ask for is some martha stewart signature sheets and towels from “The Big K” and a cool mil. we can work this out, girl!! we can DO this! and teach me how to make them cornmeal and lime glazed cookies – we’ll call it even.

i got your back, martha. you taught me the art of fluffy pancakes and the importance of sharp henkles knives. in the words of tupac, keep your head up.

The Countdown Continues: 13 days until 22