WILSON: "You ever tighten a guitar string, really.... really slowly? Past the point it can handle the strain? It makes this weird.... sound. *face winces* Almost like a scream. Eeeeeegggggghhhhhhhh....."
my fingers are killing me. it's been 4 days since i started playing guitar, and i have only started to develop a callous on my index finger. and i can't seem to play the G chord, not for my life. i'm keeping at it though, praticing every day. my mom did pay for lessons all the way up to the new year. i hope to lear something by then. at least something out of DCFC's 'you can play these songs with chords'. it seems pretty self explanitory, no?
i sent mark an email. he said there was nothing i could say to him that would change our relationship. well, i guess we will see about that. i pretty much let loos about everything-- my jealousy, my anger. feeling as if i am no longer a part of his life. and it is ok if that is what happens, because people come and go through my life. it is just a part of this great expirement, i suppose.
i had an epihany the other day. my purpose in life is to complicate my life. everything i do, no matter how hard i try, just winds up getting screwed up in the end before it gets any better. if it gets any better. it's like everything i do is a big House episode-- it has to get worse before it gets better. and so, because of this, i have decided not to bother, let things fall where they do. why bother trying to explain stuff anymore. it does not make any sense in the long run.
off to complicate my life a bit. it's my duty and all.
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