I feel inclined to apologize. It's been 10 days since my last post, I know. It's only that for the past 10 days I just haven't been feelin' the blog-writing vibe that's essential to public gut-spilling. For that, I might be a little rusty, but I'll do my best to disclose even the queerest details of my life in a semi-interesting fashion:
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Do you remember how I said I wouldn't dare touch the keys of a piano?
Since then something has changed.
To put it pleasantly, I grew some balls.
And that man that I've been blessed with?
What do you know? He sat me down on the bench(which doubles as an amplifier), and taught me my first song: Ode to Joy.
It
was
AWESOME!
Granted, it might be a little lame to go nuts over this, especially considering the version I learned is incredibly simplified. But hell, it's the first time I've played something using both hands. It took a lot of squealing and excessive apologizing for me to finally shut the fuck up and just try to play the damn thing.
So I owe him the biggest thank you I can muster. BJ? Nah, let's keep it casual.
And then I have another friend, Jason, who has two awesome keyboards that I can play to my heart's content on. And he's giving me lessons that are actually productive. And you'll never guess what I'm learning now.
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Go on,
guess.
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Take it to the Limit!!
If you don't know what this is: Shame on you. Look it up
for your own good.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnywayyyyy
I'm far too tired to continue writing.
Wish me good luck with this thing.
