I had to leave my guitar behind at a shop today. ;_; Granted, I willingly took it there because it definitely need some work, but... ;_; I feel like... well, lots of melodramatic words and turns of phrase come to mind, but I'm still feeling bereft. Over the last two weeks, playing it was a really good source of stress relief. Now I'll be relegated to reading bad fanfiction in order to destress!
I will say that I hope these guys are as good as my teacher said they are, 'cause I practically went over-the-meadow-and-through-the-woods to get to these guys. And I was DRIPPING with sweat 'cause it was so damn humid. Getting to the grocery store from there was also a trip, but I won't go into details because I feel annoyed just thinking about it. I will say that I stopped by Guitar Center on my way, and left in a matter of minutes - that place was so scary! Full of people and instruments and noise and NEON and...
By the time I got to the grocery store, I was very thirsty, so I made an impulse purchase of a half-gallon of my favorite kind of orange juice because it was on sale. Today, I've probably consumed 200-some calories just from orange juice. >__>;
Med school apps make me want to die, where "die" is shorthand for "procrastinate like mad". Now that I think of it, school makes me want to die, too.
Posted by amoeboid at September 23, 2006 11:46 PM