Actually, it's not, but it's the song that popped into my head when I realized that this was my fiftieth post. Oddly enough, I don't like 50-Cent at all, or anything that he stands for, although lately my life is somewhat reflective of his motto: Get rich or die tryin'. But mine's the bargain basement version: Make ends meet or die tryin'. Maybe if I could bring myself to be a goldigger (and I could manage to rid myself of the cold, sick, and frightened feeling I get whenever nice lookin--actually, any--men smile at me) I could.
Singing at the Casino de Montreal tonight...woo.
(I guess that seems rather ungrateful of me, doesn't it? Sigh...it's a living.)
Big bisous to all of you, call me write me, show a sister some love!
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So how did it go at the Casino?
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