Kanye West busied himself over the weekend by posting in the region of 50 tweets about how he's an "ass". Makes a (slight) change from him pontificating IN CAPS on his official blog.

Here's a smattering of his more cohesive ponderings. It's good to see he's over the Taylor Swift thing:

"How deep is the scar... I bled hard... cancelled [a] tour with [Lady Gaga] the number one pop star in the world... closed the doors of my clothing office (sic)... I'm the guy who at one point could perform the Justin Timberlake (???) on stage and everyone would be sooo happy that I was there. People tweeted that they wish I was dead... No listen. They wanted me to die people. I carry that. I smile and take pictures through that... Who am I to run on stage? I would never ever again in a million years do that. Sorry to let you down... I am not a bad person. Even in that moment I was only trying to do good but people don't always need my help... Beyonce didn't need that. MTV didn't need that and Taylor and her family friends and fans definitely didn't want or need that... I've hurt, I've bled, I've learned. I only want to do good. I am passionate I am human I am real. I wish I could meet every hater... face to face and change there a opinion of me one conversation at a time. I want to win there hearts back so I can continue to bring my take on culture to the masses with a clean opinion."

This diatribe reminds me of my boyfriend's niece in the back of the car when we headed to the zoo a few weeks back. She was sitting there, stoically repeating the following phrases: "I am a shoe. I am a shoe. I am a shoe. I am a wiiindow. I am a wiiindow. I am a wiiindow. I am a food. I am a food. I am a food. I am nothing. I am nothing. I am nothing."

She's just turned three, and is more self-aware and entertaining than one of the most overpaid and overhyped people in entertainment today.