Cheese in a can is good. Don't let anyone tell you differently! Writing stories about characters you don't own are good as well. More should do it!
Chapter 5.
4 new songs. How am I suppose to write four songs in one weekend!? I enjoy writing lyrics but the process takes a long time and 48 hours doesn't cut it for me. Irene feels as if we need a new edge because obviously the stuff were sticking without isn't doing much. Is she accepting me to whip out a pop sounding melody that will get radio play just because it sounds like everything else out there? The stuff that Annie does? I love the kid I really do and she has talent but she should focus her talents on something that will last for a while. Pop songs for the must part won't be remembered in a few years. I suppose I could help her out with it, but I don't have the energy or the desire. I just want to know why Irene dropped this on me at the last moment; maybe she figured the extra pressure would be a help. Not like it ever as been in the past.
Just my chair, an empty house and me. With Jack done with Clu, Annie going to the Asunment Park with Chelsea it would be desalit around here. Finally! Every parents dreams and prays for just a few hours without any children around; like children pray for moments to be a part from their parents. Nothing is on TV anymore, 100 plus channels and all pure crap! Even classic shows like I love Lucy has seemed to lost its appeal. I used to think about getting into acting, Broadway stuff, but never had the guts to try. Carey is now hanging out with a theater crowd, against the grain of society and the trends. They are all nice people but I think a few of them might be homosexuals especially the boys. Nothing is wrong with that just Carey never seemed to me to be the type to be seen with that. But I should know by now to except the unexpected out of this world. All of them are heading up for New York to catch a show. A waste of money especially for him, drives all night, rest for a few hours, sees the show and drive back. Rehearsal on Monday is stopping him from extending the trip. Sometimes I will never understand him. But just like my kids and Annie I love him.
I couldn't believe it! He was coming here on such short notice, not one of his usual habits. No he couldn't do this to me! I'm a mess, my hair well I'm not going to touch the subject of my hair. Maybe it's just my imagination, God I hope it is! But I swear I'm going gray. Going gray is for middle-aged women with teenage kids. I might fit that category but my apprence sure doesn't need to reflect it. I have nothing to wear in the past I won't of cared of what he thought of my out fits, now that I have discovered I'm in love with him the whole story has changed. I would want something attectiave to make him look at me with a sparkle in his eye. But not so sexy that our visit turns into a NC-17 picture. I swear life was so much simpler when I was four. The day I turned five was when things started going down hill.