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Man I have been having some weird dreams lately. It is really strange because it is rare for me to dream so vividly and so frequently. The subjects have ranged from abortions, to me being pregnant with twins, to tornadoes, to scorpions. Tiffany has been interpreting them for me, but I keep having more.
The 4th of July was crazy, since New Life played at the lake. There were about a trillion people there. I couldnt read my music half the time because it was at a weird angle and the sun was in my eyes so I just made stuff up for most of the songs...I couldn't hear myself either so for all I know I'm a musical genious. Either that or I was off key the whole time. I got a promise that I can sing in the choir the last Sunday of this summer. A life long dream has come true. I think Joe just got caught up in the excitement of the moment and made that promise, but I won't let him go back on it. After the fireworks-- which were fun to watch because there were lots of kids being funny and some 15 year olds making out right in front of us-- a few of us went to Aleah's house to eat hot dogs and smores and watch The Goonies.
I get paid today and that is very exciting. I'm trying to type as much of that lady's manuscript this morning as I can to ensure the largest paycheck possible. At first I was real excited about typing this because it is all about her life raising her son. But now...it's really boring. Really. I don't care if Ben likes fire trucks more than ambulances, or if his great uncle Harold calls him Benny Boo, but here I am, typing 160 pages of that. Blah.
I really miss good TV shows. I turn on the television now and it makes me sad. The Adventures of Pete and Pete. The Brendan Leonard Show. Good people on Saturday Night Live. My So Called Life. Clarissa Explains it All. Ren and Stimpy. Now all there is to watch is TLC and The Food Network.
The 4th of July was crazy, since New Life played at the lake. There were about a trillion people there. I couldnt read my music half the time because it was at a weird angle and the sun was in my eyes so I just made stuff up for most of the songs...I couldn't hear myself either so for all I know I'm a musical genious. Either that or I was off key the whole time. I got a promise that I can sing in the choir the last Sunday of this summer. A life long dream has come true. I think Joe just got caught up in the excitement of the moment and made that promise, but I won't let him go back on it. After the fireworks-- which were fun to watch because there were lots of kids being funny and some 15 year olds making out right in front of us-- a few of us went to Aleah's house to eat hot dogs and smores and watch The Goonies.
I get paid today and that is very exciting. I'm trying to type as much of that lady's manuscript this morning as I can to ensure the largest paycheck possible. At first I was real excited about typing this because it is all about her life raising her son. But now...it's really boring. Really. I don't care if Ben likes fire trucks more than ambulances, or if his great uncle Harold calls him Benny Boo, but here I am, typing 160 pages of that. Blah.
I really miss good TV shows. I turn on the television now and it makes me sad. The Adventures of Pete and Pete. The Brendan Leonard Show. Good people on Saturday Night Live. My So Called Life. Clarissa Explains it All. Ren and Stimpy. Now all there is to watch is TLC and The Food Network.