Mack Burnett III

Yesterday, I was watching a barrage of romance movies online, for no paticular reason at all, other than it’s slow at my office. I was also feeling as though I should update my MySpace page, as I have not done so in quite some time. In the process of watching movies, working and updating my page, I decided to update my “mood”. – I never had before, but WHY NOT? Live a little… I can’t make it to Amsterdam for lunch… This week…

Now the tirade of “lovey dovey” themes that weaved through the films that I was ingesting, had me feeling rather “Love Jones-ish”. The Love Jones dynamic was so prevalant that I decided to change my mood to “romantic”.

I awoke this morning to a hail of notes in my Inbox that ranged from a comment congratulating me on my new found love, to an inquiry of when the new said love interest was going to come to a friends house for an introduction (that was from a “real” friend that I interact with in “real” life, whatever that means) and even a note that was borderline “hating”, if you will.

Now, i’m all for keeping up with your friends, be they MySpace or “Real World”, but I was shocked that such a minor modification to the clutter which is my unorganized space caused such an uproar .

I love you all for taking the time to read this or indulge my logic path for this, but I just wonder am I overreacting to the response?

I won’t deny with a birthday that just passed, I have been reflecting on when “she” is going to help me change the world, travel it and write about it. She, being that mythological special someone who makes me defy all logic and call my dad so we can “talk”. Maybe, I know her, I just met her or she’s sitting on the A train, going downtown to eat some Vegetarian in the Village with friends.

Whatever the case, I’m still feeling the buzz and perhaps my estrogen levels are inbalanced due to cinematic genius or maybe I just need a nap… I decided to share a little bit of my mood below, with you, my friends. I hope you enjoy…

and by the way… if you got a problem with me being romantic, tough. I’ll be old school tomorrow and gangsta on Monday. – peace