So, I'm sitting here at the coffeeshop. I'm tired, I'm happy, I'm a bit high on caffeine, and I'm totally motivated...to do...something. I have days like this more and more. I drag myself out of bed in the morning, live my day with no unusual events, then I'm hit with a train of energy at the end of the day. I mean, I would run around the parking lot right now if I could. Unfortunately, I'm wearing flip flops.
I watched this live dubstep song online the other day and have been held captivated by the bass player/the bass. First, he uses a Hot Hand Wah which gives infinitely variable wobble, and he's wearing some sort of glove. I'm guessing the glove is part of the HHW, but it gave me the idea to wear a glove. I'll try that next time I play on Sunday, I think.
He's got the coolest paintjob too. Its pitch black unless you look at it head on, in which case it becomes a fish-scale blue and green. I can't find it anywhere online, though. I'm refinishing my junk guitar, so I'm looking for some sort of unique paint to use. I might just go with a solid silver, depending. I was planning on doing it tonight, but it looks like I might need to do it on Saturday. Or...nevermind, I'm going to paint it flat grey. That way I can feel symbolic. *grins*
BOOM! TIME MACHINE!
Its Saturday now. It was Friday when I wrote that. *points up*
I'm at the coffeeshop again! Surprise surprise. I'm also awesome, but that's nothing new. I had something really amazing to say earlier, but I forgot it. *sigh* Oh well. Here's something new!
Diary of an Alpaca
Mmmmmm. Nnnmmm....mmnnmm. *munch munch munch* Mmmm. MMMmm. nmmmnnmmm. Mm. *spit spit* MmmMMmm. Mrrmmm. Fffffmmmm. Mmmm. Nnnnnmmmm. Nnnnnn. Nn! NNNN!!! Mmmmm-mm-nn. Mmm? Mrrnnrnmmff. Nrrmmmnn? Mrrnrnnn. Nh.
Its impossible to have a thoughtful self-dialogue when Numa Numa is blasting in your ears.
Also, John dancing.
Pahahaha.
I think I'll go home now.
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