Tuesday, June 12, 2007
I must have rehearsed my lines a thousand times...
until I had them memorized.
I have a new next door neighbor. I sort of wonder what she thinks of my singing in the shower. I'm pretty sure she can hear me, because my last next door neighbor said she could hear me. The only difference is, this neighbor does not know me at all. The last couple of neighbors I've had here and in Poky were people that worked with me and they would make fun of me at work. I can't help that I must express my passion for singing in the shower. What else is there to do in there?
Maybe I'll bake her some cookies and welcome her to the neighborhood. And by bake her cookies I mean go to the store and buy some. Then I'll explain how the big guy who lives downstairs is really loud and it sounds like he's singing in my bathroom.
I have a new next door neighbor. I sort of wonder what she thinks of my singing in the shower. I'm pretty sure she can hear me, because my last next door neighbor said she could hear me. The only difference is, this neighbor does not know me at all. The last couple of neighbors I've had here and in Poky were people that worked with me and they would make fun of me at work. I can't help that I must express my passion for singing in the shower. What else is there to do in there?
Maybe I'll bake her some cookies and welcome her to the neighborhood. And by bake her cookies I mean go to the store and buy some. Then I'll explain how the big guy who lives downstairs is really loud and it sounds like he's singing in my bathroom.
