I can not wait for the stupid siren to stop blarring every time a musher comes in! What a piece of crap.....so tourist-ie.
Tonight is the make your own bikini contest. I wonder who's going to win. I hear it's pretty crazy. We shall see....should I enter? What would I make? A bikini with beer bottles? Or how about the every popular pull-tabs? Sick...
There is an Iditarod love triangle in the making. A married woman who I believe is seperated from her husbad is messing around with one of the Nome-Golovin racers who is about 1/2 her age! On top of that he has a wonderful woman at home and a georgous little girl. Sad.
I'm so tired! It's hard to stay awake! IDITAROD.....PLEASE BE OVER!