Eat, Facebook, Music. Repeat.

I do three things with my life.  Eat, Facebook, music.  Repeat.  Ok, not really, but you get the idea.

I love food.  Yep, it's true.  I'm not the biggest person you'll ever meet, but I'm not the smallest.  I"m normal.  Whoah, normal?  It can't be true.  What?  Me, normal in any respect?  Anyway, it doesn't matter what my size is.  I still love food.

My latest passion are peanuts.  I'm eating them now.  Not the Planters, but the kind you have to get out of shell-thing.  Yep, that's a word.  Shell-thing.  These peanuts are just the right mix of salty and peanutty.  OK, the PSATT- Post-SAT-Trauma- is getting to me.

I think the reason I love eating so much is it's always something to do.  I am a bored eater, which is really bad. Really really bad.  On the bright side, I can share some of my mom's clothes. 

Facebook is an addiction.  I'm blaming it on Moose Man and Tishmeister, but I spend more time on Facebook than's good for me.  But those two people make my day on Facebook.  Often. And occasionally, texting.  But Facebook is mostly what I do.  I love checking out people's profiles, posting stati(that's the plural of status, ya know!), looking at stati, commenting, checking out pictures- the list goes on!  I am  planning on going to Facebook Anonymous one of these days- Moose Man said he'd go with me, and I can look on Facebook on his fancy phone to make sure I don't miss any notifications.  The horror!

Now, of course, I do lots of musicy stuff.  Piano, choir, voice.  Takes practice, ya know?  Not much explanation needed there.  Lots of piano bangin' and yodelin' goes on at our house.

Eat, Facebook, music.  Repeat.