Thursday, October 1, 1992

We went to karaoke and neither of us won, but we had fun. It was definitely somewhat fixed as everyone knew each other, but no one knew us from a hole in the wall. First place won $75 and second won $25. The two people we thought would win 1st and 2nd place did not win at all. I sang better than I thought I would. About a 7 on a scale of 1-10. The girl who won 1st place sang better than me, but the girl who won 2nd was worse than me. At times she was OK, but for the most part, she sang flat. Both these girls were well-known there, too. There were also some pretty sucky singers, too.

For my warm-up song, I sang Different Drum by Linda. For the contest, I sang I Honestly Love You by Olivia Newton-John. The sound system was great and not too loud.

Andy’s and my warm-up songs weren’t sung as our greatest, but Andy’s contest song was good. He held his notes well.

We went to Red Lobster first, and while I was there and until I began my warm-up song, I was nervous. Believe it or not, though, during my warm-up and contest song I was very relaxed.

Another amazing yet wonderfully fantastic thing is that no guy hit on me. Maybe cuz I was with Andy. It was nice for a change.

Earlier this afternoon Tara came over. I played her some guitar and I taught her the intro to Talk to Me. She’s a quick learner and was grateful that I was patient in teaching her. Well, I told her she sure had way more learning patience than I do. Andy can vouch for that. She said I’d make a good music teacher as others have said. Well, I’m sure I could probably be a good teacher, but I’d rather do than teach. I don’t mind showing people things I know that they want to know, though.

Tara also styled my bangs before we left and did a nice job.

While Tara was here Ellie came over and asked if I wanted to go swimming.

I took a walk over to my new apartment and asked the girl who’s been living there if I could take a quick glance at it, and she said that’d be no problem. I can’t wait to get over there! 8 more days. The girl there has already moved all her stuff out and was in the process of cleaning. She won’t be turning in her key till Friday, though. She had a 6-month lease and really enjoyed it there and said it was so quiet and Jeff and Andi are never home. I hope they don’t move out and that a guy like Mark moves in next door. Or someone below me to bitch about my music.

The peephole is even higher than the one here. This girl is at least 5‘5” or taller and she can’t even reach it. I’ll have to have them lower it.

The best part of it is when you look out onto the patio. I have total privacy and there’s a tree surrounding it. The cool thing about it is that it looks like this tree is part of the apartment. Sort of like having a wall-to-wall, floor-to-ceiling mural of a tree, only this is a real tree.

What perfect luck and timing. Andy said that was the studio he wanted. If I had my pick of all 12 of the 2nd-floor studios here, this one would be the one I’d pick.

Andy moved in last June into a 1-bedroom. Last February he transferred to a studio. However, next June I believe he’ll go back to a 1-bedroom.

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