I didn't do the whole teen angst, emo thing growing up. In fact emo wasn't even a Sesame Street character or state of being when I was in my teens, but I do get the point of this question.
It just doesn't fit into my life or my tough times. Don't misunderstand me - I love music. All kinds of music, but I am probably a hair metal band kind of girl first and foremost. Surprise you? Well, it shouldn't hee- I came of age in the mid eighties and bands like Van Halen, Bon Jovi and Def Lepard were all the rage. Besides enjoying their music [and annoying the heck out of my father - "SKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPY! You can't study while that crap is playing!"] they were seriously easy on the eyes. Especially Eddie Van Halen and Jon Bon Jovi.
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When times got tough, and I suppose they did, I don't think it occurred to me to turn to "Bad Medicine" or "Eruption" to get me through. Music was for fun and games - not to mend a broken heart or make me forget the lousy customers at my job. To equate it with bad memories would've have sullied it for me.
I like it just they way it was. Loud, fast and fun. No tough times attached - just sweet, sweet memories.
[This post is entirely gratuitous. I posted it just to be able to look at my high school boyfriends, Eddie and Jon, for a few days. You're welcome.]
Sodium for Thursday 11/4/2010
Breakfast: 0 mg
Lunch: 500 mg [I finished the oreos. No more.]
Dinner: 238 mg <-----Progresso Vegetable soup - 1 cup - who knew it was so low. I am achy, so this is what we had.
Beverages: 48 mg [slept most of the day]
Total: 796 mg