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Well, last night I was pleasantly surprised. We went to the Herecs' (family friends), and I was prepared to have a rather awkward time of it since Maddie (the daughter) has gone off to college. They have a son named Sam, who is literally three days my senior, and although we used to be wicked close we had managed to grow apart a little over the past three years or so,. Last night, however, he was rediscovered to be his wildly amusing self, and, above all, an excellent guitarist. I knew he was good, of course, he's been fooling around with guitars since I can really remember, but this was absolutely spellbindingly miraculously great.
He played Hendrix.
With his teeth.
I am not kidding. It was good enough that he could play it over his neck behind his back like he can, but he was actually busting out riffs with his teeth. I was amazed.
Needless to say, I had a marvelous time.
In other events, the glumness that has been suffocating me for the past three days at last has lifted, and I'm in quite a cheerful mood. Furthermore, I did a rough sketch of Goldilocks and found it quite to my liking, even if it isn't exactly technically superior...
I cannot resize this damn thing without warping it beyond proper recognition. So here's the link, for the estimated one of you that cares.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v64/marajka/Picture037.jpg
...Also, remember, this is a quick drawing and I'm well aware that the clothing he's wearing isn't one hundred per cent up to snuff. My apologies to any, say, HISTORICAL FASHION NAZIS that might be lurking. <3