Wow my blog is depressing. It's kind of a therapeutic cleansing maybe? I felt better after writing that last blog post this morning, so maybe so. But after reading itagain I'm posting a second, less sad, post the same day. So I guess more reading for you, but at least I'm trying to leave you on a good note.
Anyway, I brought my guitar home on the plane. My dad bought it 35 years ago to take a guitar class in hopes of meeting some hot chicks. It didn't work. But not too soon after, he did happen to meet my mom at their condo complex and hassled her until she went out with him.
Anyway, since my dad doesn't have a musical bone in his body, and hasn't touched the guitar since he attempted the class, it's now mine! I found out last night that it's a classical guitar from a friend who knows guitarey things...Now if only I knew how to play it. Anyone know anything about the guitar?
Also, I'm lusting after a ukulele. Damn Desiree for teaching me how to play that song this weekend! It's such a sweet sound.
If I had infinte amounts of time and money, I would have a music room. It would contain a cello, a guitar, a ukulele, a piano (i miss my piano!), and drums. Oh and one of those huge standing basses. Those are the instruments I wish to learn. Maybe the harmonica too. That's a cheap one. And an easy one...maybe?
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i wonder what we've all purchased in our days, in hopes of using said item(s) to sway uncertain lovers into our toowelcoming arms. does college count? I went to college specifically to meet Natalie Portman. it was a stretch, but i'm still convinced it's going to end up working out.
sorry, just thinking on what you said about the guitar. your blog isn't depressing - maybe a bit dark and oozy on the last one, but so damn interesting
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