Entry Extravaganza after a long, lonely winter...
Well, not really.
The Lord's dandruff has fallen from on high to give us a healthy pale sheen of cold comfort as we continue to trudge, trudge, trudge our way to school...
And to add to the horror, I now have a broken pinky finger.
It all started when I was making fun of Rachael. She got mad. And broke my pinky finger. This was two weeks ago. I'm seeing a plastic surgeon on Wednesday next to ask if I'll need major work done on it because it's pretty fucked up...yeah. Worst fracture of my life.
It was all pretty funny really, especially when Rachael wrote a comic about it. I'm going to ask her permission to post it up here, so keep your eyes peeled for artwork far beyond anything that's ever graced my journal! Stupid talented people.
Final piece of business. With my broken finger, I couldn't play guitar at all..the finger was on my left hand, which caused all sorts of trouble. Then, just a day or so ago, I realized that I could use 2 of my fingers still to make chords...and a song was borne.
Despite its obvious genius, this whole song can be played with only 2 fingers and your vocal chords. Except for the doubled part at the end where I have fun. I played the lead part with only the two fingers, however.
Just listen to it...you'll get the idea.
Two Fingers
The words:
Two fingers
What would you do if I had just one hand to wave to you
Do you think it'd make you look away
What would you say if I had my right leg fall off one day
And there was nothing the doc could do.
How would you act if I caught fire and my face turned to ash
Would you mock me in the halls
What if my left foot had died and I lost sight in both my eyes
And to save me the surgeon removed my...balls.
It seems I'm falling apart and this was all just a start
Next someone broke my hand good, I saved as much as I could
That last blow hurt me so much, my last hand's digits were crushed
So I put up with the pain, though just two fingers remain
What would you do if I stopped writing random songs for you
Would you think that I'd turned gay
What would you say if my whole body fell apart one day
But they somehow kept my brain
And what if just two fingers left remained here chained to my cortex
Would there be much gone that you'd miss?
Cuz if I had those fingers work, I'm sure I'd still drive you berzerk
With lust, I'm sure you couldn't just resist
Oh baby give me a break, two fingers' all that it takes
I'll still show you a good time with these two fingers of mine
When we're alone in you room, my fingers know what to do
Relax, because as bad as things are, I can still finger my guitar
READING WEEK SOON!!! Gonna hang with Amanda. I promised her. Word.
The Lord's dandruff has fallen from on high to give us a healthy pale sheen of cold comfort as we continue to trudge, trudge, trudge our way to school...
And to add to the horror, I now have a broken pinky finger.
It all started when I was making fun of Rachael. She got mad. And broke my pinky finger. This was two weeks ago. I'm seeing a plastic surgeon on Wednesday next to ask if I'll need major work done on it because it's pretty fucked up...yeah. Worst fracture of my life.
It was all pretty funny really, especially when Rachael wrote a comic about it. I'm going to ask her permission to post it up here, so keep your eyes peeled for artwork far beyond anything that's ever graced my journal! Stupid talented people.
Final piece of business. With my broken finger, I couldn't play guitar at all..the finger was on my left hand, which caused all sorts of trouble. Then, just a day or so ago, I realized that I could use 2 of my fingers still to make chords...and a song was borne.
Despite its obvious genius, this whole song can be played with only 2 fingers and your vocal chords. Except for the doubled part at the end where I have fun. I played the lead part with only the two fingers, however.
Just listen to it...you'll get the idea.
Two Fingers
The words:
Two fingers
What would you do if I had just one hand to wave to you
Do you think it'd make you look away
What would you say if I had my right leg fall off one day
And there was nothing the doc could do.
How would you act if I caught fire and my face turned to ash
Would you mock me in the halls
What if my left foot had died and I lost sight in both my eyes
And to save me the surgeon removed my...balls.
It seems I'm falling apart and this was all just a start
Next someone broke my hand good, I saved as much as I could
That last blow hurt me so much, my last hand's digits were crushed
So I put up with the pain, though just two fingers remain
What would you do if I stopped writing random songs for you
Would you think that I'd turned gay
What would you say if my whole body fell apart one day
But they somehow kept my brain
And what if just two fingers left remained here chained to my cortex
Would there be much gone that you'd miss?
Cuz if I had those fingers work, I'm sure I'd still drive you berzerk
With lust, I'm sure you couldn't just resist
Oh baby give me a break, two fingers' all that it takes
I'll still show you a good time with these two fingers of mine
When we're alone in you room, my fingers know what to do
Relax, because as bad as things are, I can still finger my guitar
READING WEEK SOON!!! Gonna hang with Amanda. I promised her. Word.