be cool to use as a journal. So let's get started, shall we?!
If I had to pick only one word to describe today, it would be
crap...as in I feel like crap! I feel like I've been run over by a
cement truck! But the question comes; why can't we get sick when its
convenient? By all rights, I should be in my truck driving to the
stampede grounds, but I'm not. Instead, I'm waiting and hoping to see
if Rod gets my message soon, and also hoping his wife was well enough
to make it in today because I don't want to leave him high and dry! So
when he calls, if she made it, than I will roll over and sleep. If
not, than I'll be getting dressed. I'll still have to do my evening
feed though no matter what!
To compound things, today is my very first vocal lesson. Yep, I tried
out for idol on Sunday, and all I got to show for it was my number
01832. So I am taking steps so I can make it next year. I have two
more chances, so here goes nothing!
It's now ten after, so I will probably get my call in the next twenty
minutes. So I'll say cheers!
Cheers,
C S Martin
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