Friday, August 27, 2004
But since it was 4:30 a.m., and I didn't want to wake Sara up by getting on the phone and singing. So I got up quietly, walked over to the other room, dialed my number and left the voice mail message. I haven't heard it today, though... it could sound... well, not as good as it did when I woke up (I once had a great idea for a song that would be called "Shoving Pooh Up Your Nose")... I wrote it down and saw it then next morning.
So she didn't wake up, and I might have a number one hit waiting in my voice mail.