:: Everyday ::

I’m not sure why I consititently fall for this. I’m tired of the carrot being pulled away.

Maybe I should just find something else entirely.

I’m back from my trip to Calgary.
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Yeah. I’m not quite sure what to think.

This is the 2nd time around that I’m missing the Calgary Stampede. At least there isn’t an onslaught of entertainers that I’d like to see. The only ones I’d be interested in are David Usher, Strada, Rooney and Terri Clark. Yes, I said Terri Clark. I used to be a country fan, m’k?

And I’d like to say how proud I am of Paula. She’s officially making more money than I am, and quite possibly will be saving more money than I can. I may hound her like a dog for follow-through, but only because I know what she’s capable of.

Sorry I’m not there this time ’round, Paulie. We’ll have fun at Stampede ‘06 though, m’k?

Y’know, I don’t know why I bother to make plans anymore - especially when they involve someone else.

I’m happy, y’know? I’m just very mad and bitter about it. And depressed. Gah.