I'm trying at the moment to figure out wether to pursue guitar or piano. I own both and have never attempted piano (aside from the knuckle sypmphony and a couple compositions of my own). I have, on the other hand attempted guitar, and I failed miserably. The first song I learned to play was 'Our God is an awesome God.' He didn't give me a hand, even in praise, so that makes me think God doesn't want me playing the guitar. Hopefully he has no qualms with me trying to tickle the ivories?
If I had a mustache I would've just wiggled it. I'm a lady, though.
Yeah, the guitar is out. I just remembered all my embarrassing run-ins with guitar hero.
Chris and I leave for Austin on a Greyhound Bus on Thursday! How exciting! We're going to the JANE magazine party on friday, and seeing Puppetmastaz (a puppet hip-hop group from berlin) sometime.
I have been completely drained of personality because I've been reading a Renewable Resources textbook for hours on end. No one cares about Lichin and Legumes. I would never invite Aldo Leopold to my party. I may invite him to teach me this shit, but he'd still bore the hell out of me on study breaks.
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