
It is a little embarrassing but everyone knows that I am not too proud to let the world know just how ridiculous I am.
Someway, somehow, I voted for Scotty 87 times last night. I think what allowed my little fingers to rest on speed dial was the fact that each time I got through!
Very surprising when I know I was competing with tweens. I have something on them, it's called years, ha!
If you don't know who Scotty is, shame on you! And well, shame on me for voting 87 times last night.
It wasn't like I did it on purpose.
From 9pm - 11pm, I watched television but my fingers were on speed dial. Each time I heard the "man" say "Thanks for voting for contestant #1, please watch American Idol tomorrow at..." I would hang up and do it again.
I apparently did it 87 times. I counted because I wanted to know how many votes I gave Scotty and when I counted 20 votes, I had to continue counting. Imagine my surprise when I reached 87.
I actually stared at myself in the mirror because I needed to see the dork I have become. I have never been this strange, ever. I know this.
I am not even a fan of country ... I must be a fan of the
Scotty, all I have to say is that if you do not win tonight, I am mailing you a bill. I don't even like country music. I probably won't buy your CD but please tell me why my fingers had to dial your number 87 times!?
Hmm, this is a new thing but I am feeling just a bit of mortification and shame.






















