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Today was a pretty cool. Woke up at like... 9 or so to get to MYSO for a rehearsal for the concert tonight. That went well and since CCBC is right near Bill's Music, I figured I'd stop in. I've been on a search for a used Les Paul for a while now, and theyre pretty hard to come by. Well today... Bill's had a Heritage Cherry Burst Les Paul Standard. The exact color I was looking for. It's brand new though... So I talked it over with the parents, and since I have some extra money and plan on selling an old viola... I put some money on it. Should have it soon. Its awesome. I played it for a long ass time at Bill's.
On the way home, I saw a silverish blue 65 Mustang with a black hard top. It was awesome. Then I saw a black 60s Camaro with a flame-job. Looked cool but I'm not really a fan of flames. Got home, chilled.
Dinner was friiiiied chick'n. And dirty rice and fries and slaw and all the good stuff. Ooh yea. I washed up, got dressed and went to CCBC for the concert.
Planned on showing up an extra hour early to jam on guitar with Billy and Kevin. But they ended up getting there late. Whatever. We jammed after. Can someone please explain the phenomenon of girls and their fascination with guys that play guitar? Today after the concert I was playing and Kevin and Billy were chilling out and these 2 girls walk by. I'm just playing some random stuff, and somehow lead into No Such Thing... by John Mayer... Whom I hate... And of course, there is nothing that can get a girl more than that. But why? Such an odd concept... Oh well, no complaints. And on that note, I'm tired ass hell and gettin outta hurrre. Night
On the way home, I saw a silverish blue 65 Mustang with a black hard top. It was awesome. Then I saw a black 60s Camaro with a flame-job. Looked cool but I'm not really a fan of flames. Got home, chilled.
Dinner was friiiiied chick'n. And dirty rice and fries and slaw and all the good stuff. Ooh yea. I washed up, got dressed and went to CCBC for the concert.
Planned on showing up an extra hour early to jam on guitar with Billy and Kevin. But they ended up getting there late. Whatever. We jammed after. Can someone please explain the phenomenon of girls and their fascination with guys that play guitar? Today after the concert I was playing and Kevin and Billy were chilling out and these 2 girls walk by. I'm just playing some random stuff, and somehow lead into No Such Thing... by John Mayer... Whom I hate... And of course, there is nothing that can get a girl more than that. But why? Such an odd concept... Oh well, no complaints. And on that note, I'm tired ass hell and gettin outta hurrre. Night