OK, so maybe this whole blanking out of my crackberry is getting a bit ridiculous.  case in point this morning, when I texted Eric the Personal Trainer:

me:  I’m available whenever if you wanna start earlier.

eric:  So is this your way of telling me to come no matter how I feel or did you just not get my cancel text.

oops.  such a “plate” driver I am (callback to my t9word post… get it?! get it?! me so funny).

Little Parm gets to pack his bags and stay at my rents Saturday and Sunday.  This preparation for the Jamz Recital is eating me alive.  work all morning, then shower, then go to studio… get home 11ish.  rinse, repeat.

i am so looking forward to monday… or is it tuesday, given the aftermath of what could be a blowout JamzAfterParty sunday.  And then I have almost a full 4 weeks before my real work gets busy, and summer classes start up at the school.  This will be the first time in like 3 years where things are finally back to normal… 6 weeks on, 6 weeks off.  oh how I love you life.

I’m thinking of taking my FlipVid to the show for some behind the scenes footage.  Of course, being one of the only boys, I am extremely limited to backstage access… so if you’re into watching me sell tickets, t-shirts, and sodas, this might be your thing.  I ain’t promisin’ a thing tho.

random last thought/question:  If I have any latino readers… could you please tell me why when you are out cutting all those lawns in the swelltering sun, you always wear long pants and long sleeved shirts?  gracias in advance.

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