feeling the burn

The scrapbooking burn, people. Do you really think that I would be exercising for real? Ha.

I laugh in the face of exercise.

For now at least.

Last night was not a good scrap night. Everything felt forced and I was just plain tired. All I wanted to do was watch American Idol.

And that's pretty much what I did.

When I finally climbed into bed I even dreamt that I was a contestant who had made it through to the top 12. Crazy. I couldn't carry a tune in a backhoe.

Maybe it has something to do with the thought I had after the show was done, "If that drama queen gets through, there is something very wrong with this world." Don't get me wrong, I think she can sing. That's the sad part. Because she is so over the top and so self centered I don't think she has a chance.

I guess we can also deduct from my dream that I think AI should soley be based on how great a person is vs. their singing ability since I was in the top 12. Crazy.