As always, I have been neglecting this place and as always, I feel little to no remorse. See, it's not like there isn't anything happening in my life, it's just that it can't be shared. I am currently avoiding a lot of stuff that I should be dealing with. But I can't really be bothered when all I am going to achieve by dealing with [things] is to inflict pain on myself and others. I've had a falling out with a close friend over something I will not mention (because it's closely tied to everything else I don't want to talk about) but in case you're reading this, I want you to know that I understand that what you did was done to help me/ protect me but it was done in a way that only hurt me and makes it hard for me to trust you. I have no idea when I will be able to talk to you again because doing so would require for me to deal with everything else and right now I just can't. However, I can assure you that everything that has happened has had an effect on me and I am being careful and as soon as I find the strength I am going to do what is best for me.

Okay, enough of the cryptic talk.

I've been listening to the Justin Timberlake album for a few days now, and since it is #1 like everywhere, I have a few things to say about it.

It's not that FutureSex/ LoveSounds is a bad record. Not at all. But it isn't a spectacularly outstanding one either. It is right in the middle, with a few great tracks and a couple of others that suck quite a bit. Reviewers have been saying that while Justin's last album was him trying to be MJ, he is now aiming to be Prince. Trying? Yeah! But he is no Prince and no Michael, he is Tevin Campbell with a weaker voice and a stronger producer! It's Timbaland who makes this album with his innovative and fun beats, and it's Justin's squeaky wanna-be-RnB voice that almost ruins it. Listening to this album, I can't stop wondering how good this album could have been if it had been recorded by someone who could actually sing.

Don't get me wrong, FutureSex/ LoveSounds will spawn back-to-back #1 singles with LoveStoned/ I think she knows, What goes around.../ Comes around and the hilarious Three 6 Mafia collab Chop me up all being outstanding tracks that are certain to earn this album a Grammy "Album of the year" nod. But then there are the crap songs like the embarrassing Losing my Way: Hi, My Name Is Bob And I Work At My Job/ I Make 40 Something Dollars A Day/ I Use To Be The Man In My Home Town/ Until I Started To Lose My Way/ It All Goes Back When I Dropped Out Of School/ Having Fun I Was Living The Life/ But Now I Have A Problem With That Little White Rock/ See I Cant Put Down The Pipe .

At the end of the day, this may be one of the best albums of the year but it is no Purple Rain, no Thriller and eventhough it might be best likened to Dangerous, it is falling short of that one as well. By a mile. But it is fun, so check it out.

I am at work. I should be cleaning my desk because somebody's coming over in less than an hour for a meeting. But I've become so lazy. I can't be bothered to do anything unless it interests me. Part of my job does but parts don't and I neglect the parts that I hate as much as this blog.

Anyway, I must go now but I will be back.