If you can't be yourself, then I don't want to know who you are.

I am the luckiest person in the world. I mean, it seems like every time I open my email, I receive a notice from the UK lottery telling me I won their grand prize. I’ve won it 5 times in the last week. I’ll never have to work another day in my life. Funny thing is, I never entered their lottery. Go figure.

I am sick and tired of all this freaken spam in my in box and it’s all because I’m selling my violin. Ever since I put it up for sale, I’ve been getting spammed left and right. If I receive one more email about some businessman dying in a plane crash and his wife needing to transfer millions of dollars or a bank official asking me to help them transfer an undisclosed amount of money I’m going to scream. I mean, come on people, if I went by these emails I’d never fly to Guatemala because according to these emails all their planes are crashing with millionaires on board.

My plans the last two nights have been shot to heck. Last night I was suppose to go see Duran Duran in concert but the person I was going with forgot to buy our tickets. RRRRR And tonight I was suppose to go see the FireStone Indy Race 200 that was in town but the tickets I had fell through. Watching it on ESPN is just not the same as seeing it in person. Not that I‘ve ever seen an Indy race in person, this was suppose to be my first race.

Time to watch Miss Congeniality 2. Woohoo! My excitement never ends.