I'll certainly "Take it with me"

For the past week or so I have had the song "Take it with me" by Megan Mullally stuck in my head. Now don't get me wrong, it's a solid song but for an entire week...REALLY??!?

It's now to the point where i'm actually singing aloud in order to hopefully release this song from my feeble mind.
I was caught belting out this festive tune yesterday by my landlord, whilst retrieving my mail. He is a very nice (older) polish...or possibly Czech man. He usually doesn't talk a lot but i'm sure I scared him because unbeknownst to me during my aria he was standing behind me washing the floors. It certainly scared the shit out of me when he said ( in a very strong accent) "Oh...youst like singing". Mid song "HOLY SHIT....oh....um...yup I guess so". I scurried into my apartment like a rat completely embarrassed. Let's be honest here folks...I do like to sing but my voice (during a tune) sounds more like Vincent Price's than it does Megan Mullally's.

I honestly would love to have a good singing voice..and just not think like I do once i've have a few wobbly pops.

I doesn't make sense to me, why do songs get "stuck in our heads"? There have been many a song that I have been unable to remove from my cerebellum. I remember a number of Christmases ago "Feliz Navidad" took up residence there for the entire Christmas season. I'm sure it didn't help that I once was a valued employee of Northern Reflections and that store played "Feliz Navidad"...from October 29th right up until close on December 24th. Jesus!! Enough already!

I guess it's how it's meant to be. My voice will always be like my dress sense...it will always leave something to be desired. I will also have to accept the fact that I will forever be caught by some custodian...or small child that walks into a Madison Square Garden concert that's going on it my head.

I will give you some advice based on my experiences, for all you wanna be singers out there...be proud...and if completely embarrassed after being caught...do what I do...pretend your retarded.

Thanks for reading my useless and random thoughts. I sometimes scare myself!

Drunk by yourself.

I am currently enjoying some teen time....a moment of time that i take for myself.
This may for some of you, involve some sweatpants, chips and a good movie.
I myself enjoy taking a day off, watching some TV (either Global or CTV since those are the only channels I get with my rabbit ears), and thoroughly enjoy a nice glass (or four) of red wine.

Tonight I figured why not, why not drink by myself.
I don't feel like venturing out of my humble abode. I am "hunkered down" in my lulu lemon sweats (how chic), my multitude of pillows and as mentioned before my wine.

I never realized how getting drunk by yourself can be a grand old time. I can have as many glasses as I want without the bar tender giving me a certain look (probably thinking "fuckin alcoholic") , I can eat however,whatever and whenever I want. I can mow a big bac in the typical drunk fashion of mashing it into your gob. Think of it...you too can achieve this goal and as an added bonus of drinking by yourself you don't have to worry about embarrassing yourself or your peers...

I am currently enjoying a cheap....wait...less expensive bottle, I mean glass of Yellow Tail. I am big fan of their merlot, but i'm not impartial to the shiraz every now and again.

As you can tell, it has taken me a long while to actually write this blog. It has been a great time waster...it has involved me using the washroom twice, pouring another glass of wine and possibly going to have a smoke that I lit at the wrong end because i'm intoxicated.

This is mint....I can't wait to do this again.
Thank you for taking the time to enjoy with me.
Later...i'm most likely going to go and try to light another smoke...then pass out.
I LOVE my life!!