Nope.
It’s not laziness this time.
It’s just,
there’s so much stuff in my mind,
that the moment I even have the slightest courage
to even start pondering any of it,
my head is going to freakin’ explode.
Don’t you have days like that?
Or,
too many of those days in one day?
Then you suddenly sit yourself down and realize,
you are not what you thought you are?
Do you have any idea what I am talking about?
Neither do I.
**
Don’t they have medications for this?
Have you ever been in a situation,
where you just can not control yourself?
You know what I mean?
Just like when you’re driving and you see a car accident on the road,
you can’t help but slow down and look
and be curious as to how severe the wreck is?
Or when someone slipped and fell on their butt,
you just can’t help but laugh out loud
before you even attempt to ask them if they were okay.
Instances where you can not help yourself,
like how you can’t control your laughter when someone farted.
Or how you stare at someone talking to you,
as you see a booger hanging from their nose.
Like when you are at a restaurant and the server takes the food out to other people,
you can’t help but stare at it, wondering if it was better than what you ordered?
Yeah.
Cases like that
Well, today, I can add one more thing to these occurrences
where you couldn’t control yourself.
When I go get money from the ATM machine,
and the previous person who was there before me left their transaction receipt,
I can’t help but look at how much money they got.
I just have to.
And it always saddens me.
Because most of the time, I always come across these people
with freaking tens of thousands of dollars,
just letting other people see how much money they have.
It’s insulting, if you ask me.
“Oh look at me. I have tons of money.
I am important.
I have no time to pick up this transaction receipt from the slot.
I have too much money to think about right now.”
Well screw you, Richie Rich!
I hate you and your money too.
I don’t care if you have unlimited money,
so you can buy anything you want,
get anything you don’t even need,
with your fancy clothes and a classy car.
Okay.
Maybe it’s not really insulting.
I’m not even annoyed.
All I felt was just envy.
Lots and lots of envy.
And I hate myself for even looking.
But I just can’t help it!
It’s actually Sunday, but I date posted this as a Friday,
Just to give the illusion that I did this on time.
Sometimes I don’t even know why I bother,
because you and I both know that I am going to mess up
the answers to these questions.
But then again, that’s just how I like it.
So here we go.
1.) What was the first CD/Record/Album/Artist you ever bought
and what format was it in? (Vinyl/Cassette/CD/MP3 Download)?
–On Vinyl,
My Sharona. (The Knack)
I discovered a bit of Guitar Rock way back then.
On Casette,
Seven And The Ragged Tiger. (Duran Duran)
I discovered that these guys were actually pretty good musicians,
even though they were overplayed.
On CD,
The Best of Air Supply. (Air Supply)
Because I discovered that listening to Air Supply does not make you gay.
It actually makes you look like a one bad-ass mother(shutyourmouth)
2.) How do you usually listen to music? (iPod/Walkman/Stereo/Radio)
–Usually with my eyes closed.
But just for the sake of this question.
While driving.
(Eyes not closed)
3.) What is your favorite genre of music and why?
–I can go all the way from Jazz, to Ballads, to Country, to Classical.
But is there anything better than playing and listening to ROCK?
4.) What is your opinion on music video shows and music television?
–You know, in the old days, (and by old, I mean the 80’s)
Music Videos are like movies.
They tell stories and even have pretty good plots.
Not to mention good music.
Just don’t ask me for an example because I can not think of any.
5.) Do you usually agree with who the winners of the Grammy Awards are?
–You know in the old days, (and by old, I mean when artists used to have talent)
Awards were given to those who actually deserved it.
Nowadays it is given to the most popular.
That’s why I never win any awards.
I am both unpopular and have no talent.
Unless if you consider my excellent love making skills a talent.
Then I am a GOD.
Ladies.
Call me.
Just not right now.
Family Guy is on in 5 minutes.