It's a party right?
I went to the Boyfriend's house yesterday and we went to the store, with his older brother driving. We bought Klondike Bars and listened to heavy metal. That is, incidentally, the first time I have ever eaten a Klondike Bar. Why are they so delicious? They're made of ground up kittens.
I've fallen in love with E. E. Cummings. Especially his poem, 'i carry your heart with me'. I want it tattooed. I love it. A lot. I wish I was that talented.
Boyfriend won't take me seriously because he has a funny name.
Crap, I totally forgot to blog about my issues with capos.
This is a capo -> http://www.johnnykeys.com/images/lost_and_found/capo.gif
It changes the key of the song you're playing (on guitar) up or down.
And that's actually the one I just got today. But before I got this one, I was constantly losing my old one. Which was really, really shitty. Like ten bucks at Target and sponsored by boy bands shitty. But it was cheap and I needed one really badly.
I lost the thing maybe four, five times a week. It was absolutely impossible to keep track of, and each time I'd lose it I'd have a minor melt down because most of the songs I play require it.
But I brought my guitar (and old shitty capo) to Boyfriend's house a couple of days ago, and we went to the local beach. And I forgot it there.
I had to spend four painful days capo-less.
But today I got a new one which sucks less, so maybe it was fortunate after all.
Today I also had to go to my mum's work picnic and paint faces, which was absolutely miserable. I spent five and a half hours sitting outside painting the cheeks of morbidly obese people in wheel chairs on respirators. My mum works in health care.
Now I'm extraordinarily sunburned. It's quite impressive.
But because I suffered, I got a slushy coffee drink with an unmentionable amount of calories and a new capo. Which rocks.