I do feel bad that I don't post more often, but again, I just don't think my life is that interesting. Most days I just want to move away. I am craving a change of life. New places, new people, new everything. (Except Matt and the cats, of course) Oh well. It will be years until we move I am pretty sure. Unless we have a change in cash flow, like winning the lottery. Hitting it big. Millions and millions of dollars. I can dream. Sigh. I keep telling Matt that he needs to finish his book so he can become famous and make lots of money. He's got the marketable talet. Though I am kinda, maybe, sorta thinking of trying out for American Idol. I don't know. I guess it can't hurt to try. Unless I really bomb it and end up on a horrible loop with all the bad singers. Like the ones in the promos. Eeek. Biggest fear right there. And signing my life away of course. The contracts just try out for those things are amazing. Anyways, off to bed for me. I try not to be up too late but looking at the 2:33am on the computer makes me realize I failed again.
