My own stupidity, more than anything else, was at fault. Perhaps not stupidity; perhaps ignorance would be a better choice of phrasing. At any rate, thank you.
You're too nice for your own good sometimes, Sheryl.
You're knack at phrasing amazes me, and I should really comment more often as I read these things.
I was sorry to hear about the storms and flooding there in New Orleans. We were all watching here from Berlin and hoping for the best. Our hearts go out to you and everyone else envolved.
However, I almost giggled when I read about the door. I couldn't even tell you why it made me laugh, just something about it. And I was almost certain that the four hours of sleep a night with the occasional self-shutdown happened to just about every musicain at least for a few years out of there lives...Regardless, here's to many more restful nights in your life, sir. Lord knows you deserve them.
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I'm sorry, Trent. My heart goes out to you. Probably not what you want to hear, but, eh, there it is anyway.
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You're too nice for your own good sometimes, Sheryl.
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I was sorry to hear about the storms and flooding there in New Orleans. We were all watching here from Berlin and hoping for the best. Our hearts go out to you and everyone else envolved.
However, I almost giggled when I read about the door. I couldn't even tell you why it made me laugh, just something about it. And I was almost certain that the four hours of sleep a night with the occasional self-shutdown happened to just about every musicain at least for a few years out of there lives...Regardless, here's to many more restful nights in your life, sir. Lord knows you deserve them.
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