When I was younger, I was certain that the ONLY music artists ever were Elton John, Michael & Janet Jackson, Paula Abdul, Bette Midler, The Beatles, and Prince. The rest of the songs were made by normal people like me (ok, I'm a bad example) who performed only that 1 song on the radio.
When I got a little older and understood that was not the case, I became overinfatuated with music (if that is actually possible). I loved anything and everything that was music. Only, Nine Inch Nails and other more "hard" rock (and rap/hip-hop) frightened me. I thought it was some kind of cult music.
Now? I play "Name that Tune" and "Name that Artist" with my friends all of the time. I love music, yes, but I am a little pickier about what I listen to and what albums/artists I pick up. I have a Nine Inch Nails album, and I go to hip-hop clubs.
I still listen to the original 7 artists, though.
Yesterday, my mom, Aimee, and I went to Vinny T's for dinner before we picked up Dad.
I ate a whole garlic. As in, they roasted a whole garlic, and I ripped it to shreds.
I love garlic. A lot.
I'm gonna smell like garlic all weekend.
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