OK. I need a new typist. This is getting ridiculous. How's a girl supposed to blog when her typist is too slept to ever write anything.
Yesterday I was hardly able to make any commentary at all, and today it's worse!!!! Sure, yesterday I had managed to win Best Companion . . . whatever . . . it's not like I set my sights high in he show ring, but still . . . and today, I won BEST in Singles. But will she type now about the day. No. She would only type this one paragraph of me.
Grr!
I keep saying I'll catch up tomorrow, but who knows
No comments:
Post a Comment