Mic test... Mic test

Me mum saw me hunkering in front of the computer, typing me thoughts. She glimpsed a few of the words that I've typed a few minutes earlier...

I had the crappiest day a while ago. It was another day in of slavery....

"You're generation is hopeless. You spend all day pouring your thoughts in your blogs rather than talk it out with real people."

I glanced at Mum. I sighed and deleted the first few words. Oh well... I'll try again next time. I better go and smooth out me mother's feathers. I think she feels a little left out lately.

Be postin' later on....