Dear Diary (WHOO!),
Today was awesome - WHOO!
I got up nice and early to work out. First I did some side streches to keep those jerking twitches looking natural. Then I practiced my spontanious clapping. And I fell on the floor and flailed like a ninny. WHOO!
After breakfast (wheatabix, stewed prunes and a nice cold Ensure) I went to practice. We are at Graceland this week. WHOO! I haven't been here in awhile. I opened for Elvis once, but it was before he was famous. WHOO!
I haven't decided on my song for this week because I told everyone I was singing "A Little Less Conversation" because it was so well done last year on Idol. WHOO! It doesn't really matter what I practice since they are going to make me change my song at the last minute because they don't want me to win. [Editor's note: True that.]WHOO!
Hell, it doesn't matter to me - it is enough that a man my age even gets a chance to perform on Idol! WHOO! As we used to say back when I was fighting in the war between the states- "You may win on paper - but I get all the calamari - WHOO!" Wait a minute - that wasn't me...
Gotta go - I have to be careful when I take my pills. I accidentally switched my dementia pills with my viagra pills last week. I didn't think Paula would stop smiling for weeks! WHOO!
SOUL PATROL - WHOO!
Taylor
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