My Expression Is Not BLANK, It's...Calculating.

Today was a day of epic things.
Sort of.

The snow was melting, and it was at that stage where if you just poke it, it'll pack together. So I started making a snowman. I'd just planned it to be a little, rollrollroll, packpackpack, stackstackstack kinda deal. But it turned into this hour-long QUEST to build the most epically awesome snowman ever.
In the end, he was as tall as my shoulder, I needed my eleven-year-old brother's help to lift his body, he was wearing earmuffs and a piano scarf with hair made of clover and a baby carrot nose and rock eyes and a stick mouth. I was very proud of him. I've decided to name him Howard Munselfrumple the first.

Soon after that I had to go do more of my science project and swim, so I had to eat something. I had fifteen minutes. So this is what I did. I call it The Epic Sandwich.
You need:
One piece o'ham.
One piece o'American cheese.
One egg.
Two pieces o'bread. I used whole wheat.
Mayonnaise.
Cajun spice (you could also use salt, or nothing).
I think that's it!

Fry the egg. Leave the yolk runny. Or don't, whatever. I like it...runny. Why does that sound dirty? ANYWAY. Put the cajun/salt/nothing on it. Do NOT forget to spray the pan, or you will be putting egg shavings scraped from the pan on your sandwich. Put the cheese on the egg while it's in the pan if you want it melted. Toast the bread, put mayonnaise (I put a ton. Me likey me mayonnaise) on one slice. Or both. Put the ham on top, and the cheeseified egg. Put the other slice of bread on top. Now eat it. Voila!
And THAT is The Epic Sandwich. Once, my dad made the egg for me, and when I bit into the sandwich, the yolk exploded all over my hands. Now THAT is an egg.

Warning: Complaints imminent.
I am ANGRY with Apple. The Apple company that makes computers, iPods, etc? I sent my iPod Touch in to get fixed, because I was having horrid problems with the headphone jack. I was still under warranty, and I sent in the receipt, too, to prove it. As it turns out, it's nearly IMPOSSIBLE to get your iPod fixed for free, unless you just get a faulty iPod. They wouldn't fix it. Apple needs to invent something INVINCIBLE for those of us without the hand-eye coordination that is apparently necessary to own one of these things. I put it in my lap, it drops. I put it on the table so it won't drop, it drops. I hold it in my FIST so it doesn't drop, I DROP IT. They need to make something and call it the Clutz. I'd buy it. And it wouldn't die, because it would be invincible. That's my dream. That one day the world will make an electric device that can handle ME.

Love
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Samm

Song Quote Of The Note: "Why the hell are you so sad?"
Title: Makes You Happy.
Artist; Sheryl Crow.