Arty Breasts Dogging J-Tang: Ghostface Killah to Release Solo Album on Same Day as Wu-Tang’s New LP

TMT broke into Ghostface's house and stole his diary in the name of good journalism. The entries date back from July of this year and run all the way through yesterday. In between entries, there were some provocative Polaroids and revealing letters from fans. We hope to sell it all eventually. For now, here are some selected entries:

July 15: ART

Meant to mention that last week I went with the school to this place called the ‘Tate Modern.’ Weird as hell. Meant to be all this ART there – but seemed to be full of piles of bricks and films of men jumping around with no clothes on. My ex non girl friend Cills's eyes were glued to his willie flapping around. Weird smirk on her face made me feel uncomfortable as to what she was thinking. The person taking us round said ‘This is MODERN ART and it shows all sorts of different ways of seeing world and that is why piles of bottles and bricks and things stuck together tell us something different about our surroundings.’ Looked as though he didn't believe a word of it. Personally couldn’t see the difference between that and the bowls that we pissed into in the lavatories myself, but then apparently there was this bloke who did sell lavatory bowls (or is that bowels ha,ha!) as art, as well.

August 1: DOGS

I recently had a conversation with a friend of mine who shared an experience she had with her daughter and a pit bull-type dog. Vicki, her husband, and their nine-year-old child were walking through the Renaissance Festival when they came across a dog that looked like a pit bull. Upon seeing the dog, Lisa's husband pointed at it and said to their daughter, "That's the kind of dog you want to stay away from." I witnessed a similar experience at a festival in Northfield, in which a mother said almost exactly the same thing to her young child. Both children in theses instances were animal lovers and wanted to pet the dog. I can understand why both parents said this to their children. Who could blame them? They're looking out for the safety of their children. But I can't help but feel a little sad that instead of evaluating the dogs and asking if they could pet them, both dogs were categorized on body-type and shunned.

August 20: J

Nervous about meeting "J" tonight.

September 14: BREASTS

My breasts ache, which is almost silly because they're so tiny. I'll admit they are bigger than they were last week, and certainly nicer looking. Always hard at the little pink tips. But God they hurt. Mom came in earlier and we actually had a nice talk. I told her I wished she hadn't told Dad about my period, and she apologized but said she only did it because she knew how proud he would be of his little girl's becoming a woman. She changed the water in my heating pad and rubbed my stomach for a long time. We didn't need to say anything to each other for a long while, and still I felt like we were talking. She crawled into bed with me for about an hour after that and let me fall asleep on her shoulder. We shared a soda when I woke up, and for the first time in a long while, I felt like we were really close. I hope I can sleep through the night tonight.

October 9: WU-TANG/SOLO

I know everybody can't wait until the release of 8 Diagrams, but I wonder how many people care about my solo album?? I want to release it the same day, yeah? YEAH!! I shall name it The Big Dough Rehab. It shall be released December 4 on Def Jam. I shall promote it starting today!! OWOOOOOGAH!!!!

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