these days ive been listening to a lot of random shit.
this is my listening schedule.
9am-noon - sports radio. espn, 106.7, whatever. by the time it hits 12, i feel like can start my own sports column or radio show. when i feel like i can't take anymore of the same arguments being made by different people, i'll change it.
12-1 lunch time.
1-1:30 - Glee Radio. on AOL radio, theres a station dedicated to glee songs. gets me pumped up, it really does. not only that, it inspires me to become a better singer. it sucks that this pretty face doesn't have a pretty voice to go along with it. good, good station. but i only listen to it for 30 minutes due to my fear of turning homo.
1:30-4 - Hip Hop, Korean, Pop, rock whatever. usually ill turn it to 90s hip hop. 90s hip hop = best hip hop. without a fuckin doubt. too bad the kids these days are missing out the era of gangsta rap. now they have like weird emo rap. which is not bad, but nothin beats gangsta. they still have good club hits, even though 90's club hits were better. the only bad part of gangsta rap is when they play it at the club. its kind of hard to dance to "hit em up". just gets people angry at each other.
4 to 5pm. christian music. okay its weird. i know its a complete 180 from gangsta rap. bu. and i know a lot of yall don't think of me as a church kind of guy but doesn't mean i can't listen to some good ol christian music. really does settle me down. lets time fly by. go ahead and make fun of me. i dare you. lets see what happens to you. haha
is that a weird listening schedule? if you it is, think of it like this.
a guy wakes up, listens to the weather, news, and sports. finds out that is favorite team just lost. after that, he finds out that his son enrolled into the glee club. the most homo club of all time. then after that, he gets all angry, gets gangsta and goes murder crazy. but then after he realizes the damage he's done, he seeks forgiveness and goes soul searchin.
thats weird, i know.
this whole time i thought it was fuckin friday.
gahddd.
we had a company bbq today.
it was fun. my boss asked for help. and so i did.
warehouse guy: helpin him out?
me: yup. im his go to guy
warehouse guy: so basically his bitch.
me: no no no. his number 2.
warehouse guy: his shit?
me: no. his right hand man.
warehouse guy: giggles*
man. i think i just met someone more immature than me.
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