January 1979 I saw a terrible crash (and I couldn't help but laugh)
Mewithoutyou > all the bands you listen to.
I've had a few complaints on my blog, that my posts are too long to get through, and that they usually consist of boring things and bad writing. So now I'll introduce a new segment in my blog which I will call: Tina, come get some ham!
Today I woke up, and my tummy hurt. At first I thought that it was because of the bloody dinner I ate the night before, but then I realized that I just was hungry and that everything was OK. Then I went downstairs and made myself breakfast. It was eggs sunny-side down with lots of spices and vegetables and it was just super-yummy! Then my mom walked by and said "Boy, you need to cut your hair. You're a disgrace to all of our family!" And then she sat down and sang to her plants... My mom sure is character. Then my older bro' rang on the phone and said: "Oh... it's you again" when I picked up. How rude is that?! And then he acted like he hadn't said something rude at all, and started blabbering on about... something. I have to admit I wasn't listening to him at all. Except for the time he started talking about ham and pants. That was a truly inspirational moment, but the rest = yawn. After that my dad asked me for a favour "You need to fix my mp3s, son. Bitch-ass shit is all over the place. Make 'em go in a folder or something. Keep shit tight, 'namsayin?" My dad is such a hip cat. I made folders for all his favorite bands like NWA and G-unit. And he was mighty pleased indeed. Then I watched football and was all like, buuu! And then the night was over.
Well that concludes this year's segment of "Tina Come Get Some Ham" which can be described as a day in my life with a few (not so) funny alterations.
And I hope that the people that complained about my posting (you know who you are) found this as an easier read.
A more serious and unreadable post will be up tomorrow.
