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2004-05-24 - 10:56 p.m.


Okay, tantrum over. Neighbor friend just told me to handle it and not let anyone know that I know. And don’t talk about it any more with husband and don’t try to talk him out of doing it. Okay, so I’m done.

Can someone more up to date with the current vernacular please tell me what being pimp is? I mean, it can’t mean what I think it means, can it? And when I ask the 12 year old all I get is “you don’t know what that means?” all shocked and such and when I reply that that is correct otherwise I wouldn’t be asking (ya big dork) he gives me some song and dance about having a pimp look. So I’m thinking it is kinda getto…sun glasses worn inside, baseball hat on backwards, baggy pants…that whole look. But I’m wondering if there is more to being pimp than just what you are wearing. Cuz when the prince says he needs to be more pimp I’m thinking I need to know exactly what he means.

This having a middle schooler is really tiring.

And I’m so sick of listening to rap. I can appreciate a lot of music but rap just makes we want to jump out of my skin. My head starts pounding and I feel like I might start screaming after listening to it for even a short time. It is banned in the car but he sneaks it in when he thinks I’m in a tolerant mood. It does crack me up that we’ve got this big musical generational gap thing going. It is so cliché. And funnier because 20 years ago I swore when I had kids I’d listen to and like their music. HA. What a fool.

Fingers crossed for the prince on Wednesday. That is call back night for the play he just recently auditioned for so think happy Scarecrow thoughts for him.





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