Last Girl On Earth

The wacky musings of a girly New York musician who is attempting to prove that you don't have to be a 19 year old anorexic model babe to be successful.

Saturday, January 15, 2005

TOP OF THE CHARTS!

Holy Mackerel! I've done it! I've charted! NUMBER ONE. I'm crying...bawling like a baby! I need to thank someone...anyone...My Mom & Dad for paying for all of those music lessons and getting up every Saturday to drive into the city so that I could take lessons from all those nifty teachers...And I'd like to thank all of those nifty teachers for all of their encouragement...My Manager for believing in me even though he hasn't actually made any money off of his investment...And my adorable husband, who has put up with me and my annoying quirks for the past few years...and my 2 husbands before that...And...wait...DON'T SAY IT....WHAT?...I'M NOT ON TOP OF THE MUSIC CHARTS?... THIS ISN'T BILLBOARD?... SHIT!

OK...REALITY. I'M the #1 RATED BLOG in the BLOG EXPLOSION DIRECTORY. THEY LIKE ME, MAMA, THEY REALLY DO!


OK, I realize that in the grand scheme of things, this isn't going to change the world or anything, but it does kind of feel good to know that I don't suck! As a matter of fact, I think I just might plunk on that tiara that was given to me for Xmas and crack open a charming bottle if Chardonnay and celebrate! (Of course they update the Top 10 every 60 minutes, so I better drink fast!)

LAST GIRL ON EARTH ACCEPTS HER #1 RATING!