Warren Buffett is no show off

becuase this man's net worth is $47,000,000 and still stays in a house he bought for $31,500 in 1958. True enough he could stay somewhere that encompasses thousands of acres and plenty of stories but he resides in a 6,000-square-foot, five-bedroom gray stucco home. I guess this is the epitome of his saying, "if you dont feel comfortable owning something for 10 years, dont own it for 10 minutes". He has gained more respect from me now than he did when I found out how much he was worth. My mom always taught me that a "humble winner was the most impactful", and damn it he hit me hard with such heretical humility. Go Buffet!

[click picure for more rich people's houses]

The Perfect Girl

I was told to create this list breaking down my perfect girl. Problem is, I really dont know what my perfect girl is. So I will just point out all the things what I would want from a girl that my exes didnt have.

Girlfriend One

• Openness
• Not too much submissiveness
• Nice complexion and skin

Girlfriend Two

• Fidelity
• No kids
• No Laziness
• No Crazy Exes (I can tolerate this tho)
• Able to converse on a variety of subjects
• Not Ghetto
• Not Quarrelsome
• Be sexually inexperienced
• Be on your shit

Girlfriend Three

• Have confidence in your nudity
• Allow me to capitalize on proxemic comunication (cuddling, kissing, hugging, holding hands, and, eventually, sex)
• Dont be afraid to tell the world how you feel about me (sometimes)
• Not lazy
• Have conversations like her

Girlfriend Four

• Be mature
• Be smarter than me
• Be respected
• Be commintted before getting caught cheating
• Stay away from my family until I allow you to meet them
• Have a mother that has more maturity than my younger brother
• Have prudence
• Respect my alone time
• Respect my passion for literature

I have yet to figure out what I want apart from thier loopholes so this list is subject to be lengthened.

Shout out to the 'Pod!!

Strobe Me to Serenity

Man I don't know what it is about this black light, but it always makes me feel great. When I get my house I'm going to hve a room with a bunch of stolen road signs, inscents, and a huge ass black light. I shall have a surround sound system for rappers that speak to me and a big ass poster of bob Marley blowin it down along with Lauryn Hill and Erykah Badu making out. This room will be strictly for sex and smoking. This room.... My future serenity room... Shall be called the "Black Light Boom Boom Room"

Just Thinking...

Cynicism is the key to success... Or at least thats what I believe. However that notion isn't applicable to relationships. (note: the term 'relationship' encompasses friendships as well) Lately I've been thinking alot about my friendships with others and evaluating the genuiness of them. What I've noticed is the more your are centered around yourself the lower your retention rate of relationships will be. Being a selfish person to begin with will,in fact, bring you many friends, but as time winds down--those friends will slowly and furtively find a way slip out the side door.

Relationships are interdependent amongst both parties. That interdependent neccessity will determine the length and strength of the bond both parties share. When the bond becomes humdrum and one focused the interest in the relations is hieghtened with one party and lessened with the other--much like a balancing scale. Without a proper balance there is no more bond.

Naturally we all want others to like us. We desire and crave that social acceptance of some social group. Well, cynical people have somewhat of an upperhamd with this becuase they have subconciously engendered a strategy to attaining the attention and friendship of others. They are lowkey thirstier for that social acceptance than the selfless person. They earnestly seek a way to befriend all peoplethat matter. However the paradigm that ive noticed serves as the bane of all relationships with a cynic; once the people have befriended the cynic and gotten to view the quintessential personality of this individual, they soon look for an escape route. Heretically to this notion, many would tell this friend about their selfish habits. This may serve as the final prerequisite to a broken relationship becuase it now depends on the cynic to either embrace or refute change. It is the evaluation or recognizance of which path was chosen by the cycnic that now
determines the continuation or death of that relationship.

P.S. I'm in FLA bitch!! =D
**Spring Break 2010**

R.I.P. Mary

The oldest person in the New Hampshire dies today. Could you imagine making it to 114 years of life? Amazing. Mary Josephine Ray lived to see 3 different centuries. those who alluded to her significance impled how much of a great person she was. She has won over my respect. Rest In Peace Mary...

Am I Wrong?

Dilemma: I'm sick of church. I've been going to the same church every Sunday since birth. Often times I'd wake up to the sweet scent of my grandmothers cooking and my mother's quarrelsome interrogation of my little brother. It was no paradise but more like a faith's thanatorium: a place where my faith was slowly dying. My grandmother and mother of served as a catalyst to my faith's death as they often threatened me as a child to either "go to church or get out" their house. As time passed I went to church out of routine only to please my grandmother and help her show the little ones that church is the way.

Well now 18 years in the hole I've been diligently and regrettably fighting with myself to leave church for a while and find a religion that's lucrative to my desires. I've been wanting to say something to my pastor and family but I didn't want to hurt them or the progression of the church (cause I am instrumental in the audio ministry). So now this mornig my co-worker in the sound booth tells me of her resignation and I blew up implosively. I know that all the responsibilies will fall upon me and that will require more time, energy, and effort that I'm not motivated enough to produce. I feel that I need to tell them to find a replacement for me now. If I wait then y hole will only dig deeper. However, my only problem with that is I have a notion that quitting is only justified through a contingency. Seth Codin asserts in his book, The Dip, that "proactive quitting is permissable but reactive quitting is intolerable."

This is sinful and cowardly quitting that I'm contemplating but if I don't quit now when will I get a chance to escape?

What would you do?

Random Rant

What's up guys. Its about 4:15 and Im simmering down from a wild night last night. I just wanted to talk to you guys. Right now Im listening to Young Jeezy's "The Inspiration" album with hopes that it'll engender a nostalgic feeling. In about an hour Im about to head out and go out with my homeboy Arrington and later on I'm taking out this beautiful special person. I really like her. I wanna tell you guys how fuckin awesome she is but I'm gonna keep my cool. I feel like  college life has just begun for me. Im finally having fun. Last semester I was so focused. I had a girlfriend and I studied hard. My only fun I had was giving it to her hard every night but sex gets banal after so many times. So I tried to find other ways to have "fun" with her and it just got bad. My grades came out excelente but I had nothing to show for my first semester of college. This semester I am scott-free and nonchalant about my grades. I'm not attached to anyone so I have free range of who to mess with when I want to...but I don't. I still stay lowkey and let them find me. So far --and  im not sure if I should publish this but-- I have had 8 offers for intercourse and I have declined them all. Last night at the party this hick was trying to give me oral in the back room of the party but I told her Im not wasted enough to allow her to disrespect herself and regret it tomorrow (cuz I would never talk to her again). The single life is great if you manage it right--but im not sure how long ill be single. As afar as my grades, I havent been so determined to have success but i have still been having alot of success. I killed all of my midterms and I have not gotten anything under an 85 on anything yet. I may not get that 4.0 again but Im damn sure over 3.5. Thatll work for now.....Well that was my random rant. I love all you guys....let me know whats up with you at J.Williams_03@yahoo.com . Love ya'll man!! Im out!

FANTASY

Begin forwarded message:

From: Jeffrey Williams <j.williams_03@yahoo.com>
Date: March 4, 2010 4:17:55 PM EST
To: Blogger <go@blogger.com>
Subject: Fantasy.

Call me weird. Call me crazy. Call it a penchant for milfs but I really want to fuk my Bio Professor. The way she holds those graduated cylinders and twists the knobs on the microscope conveys sexual potential... That I'm willing to help her maximize. She is very charismatic with a beautiful smile. I just wanna throw her across the the lab bench and get some active transportation going on. And I won't even wear a rubber; I'll use a dialysis bag lol. Professor Javazon, you can get it. Oh and Im legal by the way...

Big Dick, Little Dick

Recently I engaged in a conversation about the--epigrammatically said-- "feminine psychological paradigms of sexual intercourse." I asked my friend why girls love hug dicks when their face twist like a sourhead when we first inject our penises. She said "sex is ultimately for pleasure so I guess its like we are saying 'it hurts so good'." So I asked, her to further elaborate and she brought up a penchant of mines to have a girl scratch my back occasionally--esp. when I'm sweating--while engaged in intensified intercourse. In defense I said "It's the after-effect that I chase. The pain only lasts for a split second and once it's over I feel like I have conquered a newer level on pain." She responds "EXACTLY!!!" So my thing is now, What if you get a dude with a 5/6 inch penis with a gurth that balances out the length of his penis. If that guy can hop in and get to work unlike your hugely endowed friend can, will you still deem him as less pleasurable? It wouldn't agree with the law of conquered levels of pain.

Salute to Jacob

Just recently Nebraska's offensive lineman, Jacob Hickman, turned down the opportunity to go pro. his reasoning was pure, genuine, and self-controlled. He says he was physically tired of football but he may go into coaching becuase the mental aspect of it is always stimulating. he also adds to how this will be his way of giving football back what it gave him. I give mad respect to Jacob. If I were in that position--even if I felt the same way physically--I would have given it a whack simply becuase I have already invested too much into the game. This aberration shows amazing self-control and non-influenced prudence. This is something I still fight with everyday. This serves as a slight encouragement to me to embody a "fuck them, fuck it" attitude. I wish Mr. Hickman much success in all his future endeavors.

How Do You Gain Self-Esteem?

I've created this habit of putting down compliments. It's gotten to the point of me disliking compliments all together. It's almost as if all comliments are all apocryphal. For instance, I have a group of friends that stay down the hall from me in Graves (residence hall here at Morehouse) and everytime they see me they say "I wanna be just like you." I always blow them off or I will take it a step further and ask them what that means. They never elaborate. This makes me think there is some type of furtive purport within the context of thier compliment. However, with this dogma I have accumulated, my self-esteem has not been affected. I have been brainstorming hard for some time now as to why. My assumption is there is other ways for one to gain or sustain thier self esteem. Here is where my thesis falls incomplete; What other mediums are used for one to gain self-esteem apart from compliments?

Travis Porter - Bananas

Everyone knows I fuck with Travis Porter the long way. I was on youtube and I discovered a video for my favorite song "Bananas". Apparently they have a short film dropping on March 6, so be on the lookout for that. For more details check into Porter House Music Group.

Maybe We Should Have Listened to Booker T.

Im sure everyone knows about the big trouble that Toyota is in becuase of thier sticky pedal situation and hidden crash test results but now GM has jsut recalled 1.3 Chevorlet and Pontiac cars for steering problems. They are saying that although these cars may have steering problems, it is still steer-able; it's just a bit more difficult. Any semi-experienced driver will just go buy them some power steering fluid and think this will serve as a remedy to thier car troubles. However this may make it worse. [Deep Breath]

I swear if all these car companies start doing this shit, its going to come to two things. One being public transport systems or a car company--most likely a foriegn automaker-- will eventually monopolize the game by exploiting this information in thier comparison commercials. On the other side of the token we will experience a metaphorical ending of the world becuase this will eventually erradicate everyone's main means of transportation. However, there may be some good in the latter. Maybe we will come across the flying cars we've been promised since 2000. But really, who the hell is going to buy those in this economy and even better, who's going to trust them??! Another plus to this may be deletion of the lethargy that progressive evolution of technology has produced.

I think its time to go to Booker T. Washington plan. I think we should start educating our "head, hearts and hands". Relying on manufacturers to help us out is starting to seem illogical. (besides most times they wont tell you the trends--problems with thier products--unless they are going to get sued becuase they have an image to protect) Maybe we should all make it a requairement to know how to build things for ourselves. That way we can point the finger at ourselves if we fail and we can master and personalize our products to tailor to OUR needs, not a general need of a target market. . .#imjustsaying

To My Self-Centered Friend

Nothing grinds my gears more than a self centered person that is completely oblivious that they are vain. Recently I had my spanish midterm and one of my classmates came up to me with much excitement only to lowkey belittle me about my grade--although my grade served me justice. The convo went something like this:

"Yo Jeff! What you get bro? That shit was too easy!" (Implication: I hope you got a good grade on that test or else ur an idiot)

"Oh a 96 man...I could have gotten higher if I had of revised it. Simple mistakes."

"Damn that's it?" (what the hell do you ever so mean "that's it"....bitch) " I got a 118. I got 18 extra credit points"

"Yeah, she forgot some of my extra cred points anyhow. Maybe shell add it on the next one."

"Oh well good luck on that bro. Maybe youll get a better grade next time" (My shit isnt bad asshole.)

"Preciate it man."

After I went back to get my extra cred points put on my test, I ended up with a 108 on my test. This got to me only for his sake. How can you be so blind to the fact that the world does not revolve around you. It is okay to be considerate. This same person always attempts to point the finger and find the wrong in others when he is clearly wrong in most cases. Sure enough cynicism is debatably the key to success but one should be covertly cynically. No one likes to be around someone who is all about themselves all the time. I want to encourage him to do some introspection but I'm sure he would only find the fault in me. So I write this addressed to you sir, hoping that this will compel you to take a deep hard look at your inner being.